March 2009

Miley tapped her foot impatiently. She really was never a patient person. Not with him, at least. He should've been at the spot half an hour ago. She would wait another ten minutes, then she'd leave. He has never been late before. At least not without an excuse. But what was different about that day? She'd find out soon.

After the ten minutes were over, Miley stalked away from the beach house. They found it after a month of their pact. It was now the spot where they'd meet up to have sex. The first few weeks, they'd meet up every week once maybe, but soon it became to an almost daily basis. Every time Nick or Miley would be late, they'd call the other let them know. Why didn't he that day?

Miley angrily walked into her house and slammed the door shut. Of course, this didn't go unnoticed by her mother who was just about to leave.

"Hey Mi, what's wrong?" Mi… Nick would call her that those last few weeks, why eve he did, she didn't know. She sighed and turned to her Mom.

"I got stood up by a guy who is actually not even worth it." With those words she walked upstairs and into her room. No, he wasn't worth it. At least he wouldn't have been a year ago. But things have changed. She sort of liked him now. Yes, she admitted it. She, Miley Ray Stewart, liked Nicholas Jerry Grey.

Miley fell onto her bed, completely frustrated. What happened? Was he hurt? What if he was, gosh, she would… well, she didn't really know what she would do, actually. Miley groaned angrily and then screamed in her pillow. He could've called, couldn't he?

After five minutes of complete silence her phone rang. She looked at it and soon enough glared. Nicky. God knows why she saved him under that name. Though she didn't feel like picking up, she did anyway. Maybe something did happen?

"Hello?" She answered in a rather rude way. The person on the other end sighed a little.

"I'm sorry…" Miley rolled her eyes. As if he actually meant it.

"Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say. Why exactly are you sorry? Because you didn't call me for forty minutes or because you had me thinking that something could have happened to you? Or maybe because… I don't know, you stood me up?" Nick sighed and rubbed a hand over his face.

"I just said I was sorry… and anyway, since when do you care about me so much? I thought we said no feelings involved." Miley looked down and played with a thread on her shirt. There's a difference between talking and actions though, was what she wanted to say. But she said something completely different, covering up her feelings once again.

"I don't care about you! I just wanted to… have sex with you… and then leave again. And believe me - boyfriend or not - getting stood up by anyone sucks when you're a girl." She whispered the 'have sex with you'-part since her mother didn't know about it. Nick sighed again.

"Whatever… would you mind coming back?" Miley shook her head.

"Yes, I would! Why didn't you come anyway?" Nick sighed once again. He should stop sighing, Miley thought to herself as she waited for a reply.

"I… had a date." Miley bit her lip and swallowed once before she nodded slowly. She remembered him saying 'no feelings involved' so she covered her feelings once again.

"If you have a date, you could at least let me know so I won't wait for half an hour! And by the way, how sick are you? You just had a date and you want to… meet up with me now?" Nick shrugged as if it was the most normal thing in the world even though he knew Miley couldn't see him.

"Yeah, why not? She wasn't that hot anyway." Miley rolled her eyes.

"So what are you saying?" Nick chuckled and leaned on his knees with her elbows.

"That you're hotter than my date was, are you happy now?" Miley rolled her eyes but couldn't help the blush that crept onto her face.

"No, because you didn't call me! I don't know how you're going to do it, but you have to make it up to me." He chuckled.

"Come to the beach house, I will." He hung up after that. Miley sighed and looked around the room. Should she really go there? He did still hate her after all. Their… relationship or whatever it was, was purely physical and it started to slowly kill Miley inside. She realized she wanted more with him than just sex but she knew that he didn't.

He just had a date for crying out loud! Miley sighed and decide that - date or not - she'd go there and see how he'd try and make up for it. Slowly exiting her room, she met her mother on the way once again.

"Where are you going now, grumpy?" Miley playfully glared at her before she answered.

"The beach. It's not that late and I love the beach at sun set." Tish nodded and smiled at her daughter before she left. Miley sighed and walked to the beach once again. She couldn't see him at the house yet so she decided to sit down on the sand and wait. That gave her some more time to think.

She realized that she stopped having this funny crush on Will Johnson after three weeks of sleeping with Nick. It's just funny how now she seemed to have a crush on the one guy she wasn't allowed to have a crush on. Yeah, you can't forbid someone to like someone else but it just sucked because he still hated her.

Her friends kind of knew that something was going on but they didn't know what. They knew that Miley would always go to the beach at around five o'clock and they knew that she met up with someone there. But they never asked her. She'd tell them sooner or later… or never.

Sighing, Miley looked around. Would he just not come again? Maybe he just wanted to torture her; make fun of her. Maybe he was still that dickhead after all and he knew she'd fall for him and then break her heart. Whatever, Miley thought, I didn't fall for him anyway.

"Hey…" Miley jumped and put a hand over her heart. She turned around and found Nick standing there with an apologetic smile on his face. He was sorry! Miley smiled at him softly and got up. She dusted the sand off of her and walked up to him.

"Hey." You'd think it would be awkward between them but it actually wasn't.

"Okay, I'm really sorry that I didn't call you. But I thought it wouldn't be that big of a deal to you." Miley shrugged and played with her fingers.

"It's not that bad… I just… I don't know, I guess I was worried about you. I don't know…" Nick smiled a bit and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"Would I make it better if I…" He whispered the last part so quiet that Miley almost didn't hear it. But only almost because she could hear him perfectly fine. Her eyes first widened and then darkened in lust. She looked at him and nodded. He chuckled and kissed her and so he made it up to her.

October 2009

Miley sighed and looked at her mother. She really wanted to talk about it with her but she felt stupid for even feeling this was. Maybe she shouldn't but over the months she couldn't help but feel this way. It was bound to happen and she should have known.

"Mom…" Tish looked over at her daughter and smiled at her.

"Yeah honey?" Miley sighed again.

"What do you do when you love someone but you know you shouldn't because he doesn't feel the same way?" Tish looked at Miley confused.

"What? Who loves who?" Miley looked down and shrugged innocently.

"I love… someone and I know he doesn't love me back." Tish sighed and put a hand on her daughter's cheek.

"You don't know anything until you ask." Miley sighed and shook her head.

"No, I know he doesn't love me! He actually hates me!" Tish shook her head and patter her daughters back.

"Like I said, you don't know anything until you ask. He might at least like you. It's worth asking." Miley groaned and looked at her mother.

"You don't get it! He's just so… ugh! And I'm nothing like him! And we meet up, yeah, but those meetings aren't friendly ones." No, we have sex and leave again, Miley thought to herself.

"Where do you meet up then?" Miley bit her lip and shrugged.

"Occasionally. Sometimes at the beach or something. We bump into each other and just… I know that he doesn't like me, okay? So, what do I do?" Tish chuckled a little.

"Like I said, ask him. Tell him what you feel. It might be too late some time and then he'll have a girlfriend and forget about you completely. Hate is a feeling and feelings need passion. Passion can lead to love. Always remember that, okay, honey?" Miley nodded and hugged her mother. She sighed and pulled back, ready to leave to meet up with Nick once again. She wouldn't ask him today nor the following days. But maybe she'd tell him before Senior Year ended.

"Thanks momma." Tish smiled at her daughter.

"Anything for you, baby." Miley grinned at her mother and grabbed her coat. It was a windy day out.

"Where are you going?" Miley shrugged and then smiled a little.

"The beach… it's my little escape, you could say. I go there to think, you know?" Tish smiled at her daughter. She was a smart young girl, she could tell.

"Have fun!" Miley giggled and shook her head as she left the house. She loved her mom to death. Hugging the coat close to her, she walked to the beach, deep in thought. It was almost embarrassing to admit to her mother that she loved someone who didn't love her back. She fell for him over the months and she fell hard. Her problem was that he wasn't willing to catch her - or so she thought.

In fact, she thought she knew that he wasn't. She especially thought she knew when she arrived at the beach. She figured he'd be in the house already because it was cold out so she walked over there, not waiting for him on the beach like she usually would.

Miley reached the house and walked in. She thought she heard something but soon dismissed the thought and shook her head. She was just paranoid to be alone in that big house. Smiling a little, she walked around a bit until she heard something again. This time, she knew she heard it. Now frowning, Miley walked towards the noise.

It turned out to be a grunting. A grunting she'd grown to love. Miley frowned even more as she turned the corner to the one room her and Nick had shared a millions of memories together. And what displayed in front of her was something that actually broke her heart. She blinked a few times, trying to suppress the tears from coming.

In front of her was Nick, obviously sleeping with another girl. She didn't know the girl. And the boy she thought she knew… well, she didn't know him either. He started to kiss the girl and that's when Miley couldn't take it anymore. Falling for him was the biggest mistake in her life, she concluded.

So Miley ran. She ran out of the room and out of the house. The door slammed shut but she didn't care. Not only was he having sex with someone else, but he also was with some random girl in their room - their spot. And that's what she hated the most.

Miley soon was far away from the house. She fell onto the sand and sobbed into her hands. How could she seriously fall for someone like Nick? He used to be her enemy, the guy she hated the most! The guy who was her first kiss and who took her virginity. And he was the first guy who broke her heart without even knowing it.

She, of course, never planned to fall for him but she couldn't help her feelings. Sometimes between having sex with each other, they'd actually talk and act civil with the other. Miley loved that. She stopped hating him a long time ago. She wouldn't call their sex 'hate sex' anymore because it was something different for her. Something better - at least until that day.

She knew she shouldn't have made that pact. The pact that included her not falling for him and vice versa. But stupid little Miley did fall for that guy, who was now having sex with another girl in their room. After approximately one and a half years, she fell for him and he broke her heart.

Miley shook her head at herself and looked up at the sky. The sky was clear and the sung began to set. Miley sighed and bit her lip. Things would change. She definitely wouldn't go there ever again. She wouldn't see him again and she would have to start hating him again. The thing is she knew she couldn't. Not after realizing that she loved him.

"I'm sorry Momma… I don't think I can ask him anymore." She chuckled darkly to herself and lay down on the sand. She'd send him a text - that would be the easiest thing to do. So she grabbed her phone and started a new text.

I see you found a new toy to play with. Don't expect me to come anymore. Lots of hate - Miley. Classic Miley text if she was upset. She knew he would be actually kind of shocked probably, but hell, she didn't care. He wouldn't be half as shocked or hurt as she was. After ten minutes she got a reply.

What are you talking about, Mi? - Nicky. Miley rolled her eyes. As if his nickname is going to change anything, she thought angrily.

The girl you were screwing in the house just ten minutes ago. Not signing her text, she sent it back. She waited for the reply, knowing he would make up some lame ass excuse.

I hope you know she doesn't mean anything to me. Why ever he would write that… Miley rolled her eyes and shook her head. So he was just trying to suck up to her. Not working.

Fuck you, Grey. I bet you said the same thing to that girl on the floor about some other girl you were screwing. Miley hit send sniffled. She hated that her feelings did get involved with this. She felt like he was cheating on her when, actually, he wasn't. They weren't together so she didn't really have a right to be mad… then again, he did hurt her feelings, so maybe she did.

I promise you that she doesn't mean anything to me! Why are you so upset anyway? It's not like we're dating… Miley bit her lip and let one tear slip as she started to type the last text. It would be long but it would explain it all.

You really want to know? Fine. You said no feelings should be involved as we made the pact. Well, guess what, I broke that fucking pact! I fell for you, asshole, and you just broke me. You broke me and my heart. Go fuck some slut and leave me the hell alone. I don't want to see you again. This will be the last time you'll hear from me. With that send, Miley got up and left the beach.

She didn't know why she told him everything. Maybe because she wanted him to regret what he did. But she knew she was foolish to believe that he would actually feel bad for her or something like that. He was a player and she should've known better.

That night, Miley decided it was time to tell her friends about the pact and everything else. Instead of running home, she ran to Demi's house. Knocking frantically on it, Demi opened it confused. She saw her best friend crying and immediately hugged her.

"What's wrong honey?" Miley pulled back and wiped her eyes.

"Demi…" Demi pulled her into her house and closed the door. She called up the girls and they rushed to her house immediately. Slutty or not, her friends really were true friends. They didn't even judge her after she told them who she fell for - why she was crying. They hugged her, told her everything would turn out fine and eventually got her to calm down. If they only knew how right they were.

Everything would be fine - it would just take a long time until everyone came to their senses. Until then, Miley would go through the darkest phase of her life. It would be darker than when her dad left Miley and her mom. But maybe it would even turn out for the best for her, who knew?

The most important thing was though, that her friends supported her with whatever she was doing. They didn't judge her for having sex with Nick and they didn't judge her for falling for him. The only thing they did was make her feel better. Not that much better, but she could fall asleep.

She hated herself for falling for him but she knew that it would have happened either way. He was too charming for her to not fall for him. Maybe she should have thought about what she did or maybe she should have known that he was only playing her but she was just a naïve girl after all. No matter how much those last months had changed her - she was still her naïve self. And at the moment, she hated that naïve self very much.

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