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Chapter 10

Nick's POV

~Two Weeks Later~

Today was the first day Miley was back at the rink in a month. To say she was excited was putting it extremely light. The second the door opened, a chill went through her considering she wasn't used to the cool temperature. However, she loved it. Miley ran in and touched the glass surrounding the rink and sighed happily.

"I'm so excited!" She exclaimed, sitting on a bench quickly doing up her skates.

"Trust me, I know." I said, taking a seat beside her and doing up my skates. To be honest, this would be the first time for me just skating because I felt like it. Not because I have to.

"Let's go!" She yelped, taking my hand and opening the door to the rink. She took one baby step forward and instantly took off while still taking it easy. "I'm so sorry rink, I'll never leave you again," she said smiling. She was literally glowing. That's when I noticed her gaining speed.

"Miley, you shouldn't do that," I yelled. She quickly realized what was happening and stopped and turned towards me.

"I know, but it just felt so right to try a jump," she said, now looking down at the newly carved ice.

"You just need to remember what it feels like, nothing too outrageous yet, alright?" I said, probably sounding like an adult reprimanding a child.

"You're right," she said, looking up and smiling at me. "So what can I do?"

"Well, you're the figure skater. What do you do when you help train someone who just got over an injury?" I asked, sitting down on the ice.

"Uhm, I guess I would first test their flexibility and their ability to move," she said, answering her own question. She inhaled and slowly started skating backwards and making her way around the rink. "Okay, well that parts good."

"Now what."

"Uhm, spins? I don't really know to be honest. I'm not a trainer or coach, just a skater." She said, sitting down beside me.

"Really? You just got over an injury and now you are just gonna sit on the ice and not skate around. Get up and do some kind of interpretive dance or something. Skate, live... just not too dangerously," I said.

"Yes father," she said in a mocking tone. "Never mind you're too cute to be my dad."

"Oh really?" I said, getting up and skating circles around her. "What else do you think about me?"

She laughed. "The snow on your butt looks really cute too."

"Now why are you looking there? Look at me right here," I said, taking my hands and pulling her face towards mine. I felt her gasp.

"Nick-" I cut her off.

"Now go skate before I do pretend to be your father and punish you," I said sternly but in a joking way.

"Yes master," she said, having a giggle fit. "You really need to work on your acting."

"Me? Well yeah, I know," I said nodding. She smiled, but it faded slowly.

"Nick?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you remember when I was in the hospital and I said that thing about being a couple?" She said, staring once again at the ice.

"Yep, and then you passed out?"

"Right, .. well now that I'm wide awake, what's your answer? Why were you talking to me like we were a couple?" She asked.

I breathed deeply. "Miley, when I asked you out a month ago, I wasn't kidding. I feel something between us that no one else can see or feel. You had to have known there was a reason for my being nice to you. I care for you more than I have ever cared for another person. I just know you've been hurt and I don't want to hurt you anymore than you have already been hurt. I want you to be able to point to me and say 'That's the guy who was always there.' Whether that means we're a couple or not, I don't know but it means that I always want to be there, through the thick and the thin." I exhaled, and looked at Miley.

"Really?" She asked.

"Yes," I replied slowly, giving her the time to think.

"Yes," she repeated.

"What?"

"Yes, I'll go out with you."

"Really?"

"Yes!" She yelled happily and skated right into my arms and placed a small kiss on my cheek. "You know, for a guy, who have got some deep, DEEP feelings."

I nodded, "I know."

At that moment it didn't matter because I was the happiest man alive.