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The song ended soon and we pulled away. ''Lets go back to the table.'' Miley said and took my Hand, leading the way. I couldnt help but look at her Long legs, and the way her hips swayed from side to side. Was she doing that on purpose? I pulled her chair out and helped her in. I noticed my mom smirking knowingly. I just rolled my eyes at her and sat down next to Miley. I could see Demi giving me death Looks. Of course her Attention would be on me. I was sitting here while Joe was with his friends. There was nothing else to do so she was sitting there, next to Danielle, looking at us and signalling me that she wanted to talk to me . And I just ignored her and kept talking to the People on the table. It was driving her crazy I knew it. At midnight my parents decided that it was time to go. I dropped Miley off at her appartment. The next day my mom invited me to lunch with her. I already knew why, she wanted to talk to me about yesterday; most likely Miley.

My mom smiled warmly at me when we were sitting at the table in a Restaurant. ''So I talked to Miley yesterday.'' she stated. ''Of course you did.'' I answered. ''I asked about her Family and School. She said her Family is living in Tennessee.'' she went on. I didnt know they were in Tennessee but I had guessed that she was from there because of the slight Accent she had. ''She's working to pay for everything, that's pretty impressive.'' she said. Oh god, my mom was already impressed by her. And they only met once. ''She's a really nice Girl Nick, dont waste your Chance. I can actually imagine you with her.'' she said. I still didnt say anything. ''And it is a good sign that you are still with her. So I guess you like her too.'' I nodded and looked at my plate. She was going to make me feel bad about my Actions if she continued like this. ''Is this finally the Point where you give up on Demetria?'' she then asked. I almost spit the coffee at her. I had told her about Demi, but it was 3 years ago! She wouldnt have kept it in mind, right? ''Mom what are you talking about? I'm not into Demi.'' I said and tried to laugh it off. She just shook her head sadly. ''I know you were Nick. But I hope you gave up by now. She belongs to Joe, Nick. And now you have your Miley. Leave them alone.'' she said. Her choice of words were bad, but she said it softly, not meaning to hurt me. It still hurt. ''Mom.. I'm not..trying to do anything..'' i stuttered, trying to cover it up. She didnt say anything but continued eating.

What my mom said did move something in me. Maybe my Point of view, I dont know. But I wouldnt just give up. I wanted Demi to suffer.

''Just saying.'' my mom mumbled under her breath.

''What did dad say?'' I asked, trying to distract her. ''Well, you know your dad. He never says much about Girls. But he did say that she was pretty.'' I rolled my eyes. He would say that. We left shortly after that. I dropped her off and drove home. My phone started ringing before I could do anything. I was surprised to see that it was Miley calling because she never called me before''Hello?'' I answered. ''Hey Nick. How are you?'' ''I'm good, Mi. How are you?'' ''Me too. Do you want to come over and Hang out?'' she asked then. ''Sure, I'll be there in 15.'' i told her. After hanging up I drove to Miley. Demi opened the door and huffed annoyedly when she saw me. She probably guessed that I was there for Miley. I smiled at her and went to go past her but she grabbed my Hand and pulled it roughly. I looked at her questioningly.

''Look Nick, I get it okay! You can get other Girls. Whatever. Just stop it now. I am jealous okay, I admit.'' she hissed quietly. I cant even explain how happy I was that second. I tried to fight the smile coming to my face, but I couldnt so I just made a smirk out of it. She was looking at me with an angry look. She was digging her blue colored nails so hardly into my arm that I knew there would be bruises. I chuckled and leant down to her ear. ''Well..Too bad I dont care anymore.'' I whispered, my lips touching the soft Skin on her ear. ''What?'' she mumbled so quietly it was barely audible. Her voice sounded so sad, so broken I almost gave in.

But then I heard Miley calling my Name from behind me. I quickly turned around, startlet. Miley was Standing in her room and looking over at us with a confused look on her face. I smiled at her and walked to her, removing my arm from Demis claws. ''Hey'' Miley mumbled when I was next to her. I leant down and touched my lips to hers gently and pulled away after a Moment. The bright smile was instantly on her face, and strange as it sounds, the room lighted up a bit. She took my Hand and lead me into her room, closing the door behind us. My arm was still sore because of Demi, but now in the same spot were Mileys cold fingers. Her soft Skin rubbed against the red marks, soothing my Skin.

She must have seen it because then she pulled my arm up and inspected it. ''This was Demi, right? What the fuck is her Problem?!'' she exclaimed. I just shrugged, not knowing how to answer. I sat down on her bed and pulled her next to me. ''She's so mean!'' she said. It sounded so cute and innocent that I laughed and wrapped my arms around her waist, slightly tickling her. She laughed loudly and wiggled around to get out of my grasp. ''Stop!'' she yelped. ''No.'' i said and continued tickling her. I moved around so I was hovering above her. Her Hands that were flying around suddenly hit my stomach and I stopped for a second and looked at her with wide eyes, acting shocked. She stopped laughing and looked at me scaredly. Then suddenly I grasped her wrists and pulled them above her head and kept them there with one Hand. She let out a startlet scream and began to kick her feet. I threw one leg over her Body, so I was straddling her and I made sure not to crush her. She was defenseless. ''Nick.'' she warned but I just smirked down at her.

For the first time that day I looked at her. I mean really looked at her. I observed her appearance. Her hair was messy, her cheeks flushed. Her lips were slightly parted. Her eyes were shining, so pretty. She looked beautiful, and she didnt even try. I got caught up in the Moment and totally forgot my intentions. I leaned down and laid my lips on hers. After a Moment our lips started to move together. Her lips were warm and felt good against mine. We had to stop a few minutes later because of the lack of air. I asked myself if it was weird that we were kissing. I didnt think much about it because I felt desperate to taste her again. It's not weird. technically She's my girlfriend. i thought and collided our lips again.

My grip on her wrists loosened and I let go of them. Her Hands moved to my neck and she pulled me closer. I slid one Hand to her hips and did the same while my other Hand was next to her head and kept me from crushing her. Her Hands went up to my hair and she started pulling on my hair while my Hand slid up and down her side. I leaned back, breathing heavily and then placed a few hot open-mouthed kisses on her lips before kissing her jaw softly. Miley sighed contently and slid her Hands down to my shoulders, gripping them. I pulled back and looked at her for a Brief Moment and she smiled at me until she suddenly pushed me by my shoulders, causing me to fall onto my back next to her. Then she moved over and straddled me. I smiled at her when she flipped her hair to one side and leaned down to connect our lips again. I was surprised when I felt her tongue run over my lip, asking for entrance. I didnt hesitate to part them and eagerly rub my tongue against hers. She tasted so sweet, I couldnt get enough of it. My Hands slid down her back and I couldnt stop myself from grabbing her fit ass. I moaned against her lips and she responded with a sigh.

After what seemed like hours she pulled back and laid her chin on my chest to look at me. She smiled and I removed a strand of her hair from her face. Then she turned her head, so she was basically laying on me, and started drawing pattern on my chest with her fingers. ''That was...fun.'' I said and then laughed awkwardy thinking I had said the wrong Thing but Miley surprised me again when She buried her face to my chest, giggling and then nodded. ''Yeah. It was.'' she said and looked up at me.

And just like that I had forgotten about Demi.

''Dont you watch the game?'' Miley asked me a few minutes later. She was now laying next to me with her head on my arm.

''I'm with you right now. How do you know about the game anyway?'' I asked her back. ''I wanna watch the game.. But Demi is watching a Tv Show tonight.'' She admitted. I looked at her surprised. ''You watch Football?'' I asked, not really believing her. ''Sometimes.'' she answered and smiled sheepishly while twirling a strand of her hair with her fingers. I nodded my head, impressed. I was suspicious, I thought that she was just trying to impress me and wasnt really interested in Football. ''So lets go to my appartment and watch the game there.'' I suggested. ''Yeah!'' she exlaimed and sat up. ''Wait I have to get ready.'' she said and I groaned. ''We're just going over to my place Mile.'' I whined. She considered it for a Moment and then nodded. I took her Hand and walked to the front door. Demi was coming out of the kitchen and approached us with an annoyed look on her face. ''We're going to my place Demi.'' I told her and smiled at her teasingly. She averted her eyes and looked at Miley, who was putting her shoes on. ''You're going like that?'' she asked Miley and looked at her shallowly. Miley looked down at her Outfit. She was wearing black Shorts and a purple tank top. I didnt understand what Demi thought was wrong with it. Miley fumbled with the hem of her tank top, suddenly looking insecure. ''We're just going to watch the game Demi.'' I said through gritted teeth. Demi shrugged and turned around, Walking away. ''Have fun.'' she said with her back to us. I grabbed Mileys Hand again and pulled it up, placing a sweet kiss on her knuckles. I smiled at her and we started Walking to my car.

I liked hanging out with Miley. It was fun. We didnt Need to go out, dancing. She was okay with just chilling at home. Demi never wanted to stay home. She was bored quickly, she needed to go out and do different things. I wasnt that type. I liked doing nothing; Just sitting at home, writing Songs. I spent my teenage years always doing what Demi wanted, always taking her out, so she was happy. Now I wished I had someone like Miley. Someone who would stay in with me. Spend time with me, just talking about different things. I wished I knew Miley before.

I was in my walk-in-closet, changing into sweatpants and a simple T for the game. ''How do I look?'' I suddenly heard Mileys voice from behind me. I turned around startlet, because I didnt know she came in. She obviously wasnt watching me change though. Shirts of me were laying on the floor and she was Standing next to them, wearing a Football Jersey of the Team that was playing that night. I smiled at her and started Walking her way. ''Hey! You messed up my wardrobe!'' I said and acted annoyed, although I wasnt really mad. ''Do I look sexy?'' She said and did exaggerated pose. I giggled. (Yes. I really did.) and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her to me. ''Damn, yes you are!'' I exlclaimed and placed a sloppy kiss on her cheek. She giggled and pushed me away, only causing me to place another sloppy kiss on the Corner of her lips. ''Ew Nick! You're slopping all over my face!'' She squeaked. ''So what?'' She kept trying to push me away but I was Holding her and she couldnt escape. I kissed her again, this time on her neck.

I was acting like a Teenager, but I couldnt help it. I never had the Chance to be a lovesick Boy. I wasted my time running after Demi.

Miley went to the living room and I ordered take out Sushi before following her. ''Come on! The game is starting.'' she said and setteled on the Couch. I sat down next to her, leaned back and then pulled her Close to me. For some reason I couldnt stop touching her. As soon as I was near her I felt like I had to hold her somehow. We started watching the game but I wasnt too into it, It wasnt an important game and I wasnt planning to watch it anyway. Instead I started playing with Mileys hair. Miley, however, really was watching the game. So she wasnt faking interest. The Food arrived soon and we started eating while watching the game.

After we were done eating we laid down on the Couch, me behind her. I eventually got distracted by her legs that my Hand was touching. So I casually started running my fingertips over the silky Skin of her thighs and then settled my Hand there, giving it a little squeeze from time to time. By the end of the game Miley was asleep. She turned around, mumbling something sleepily and then rested her head on my chest. I watched her relaxed face for a Little. She looked so Young when she was asleep. I stroked her cheek gently. Then I picked her up, and brought her to my bedroom. I laid her down and covered her with the comforter. considered laying down next to her, but decided against it. I grabbed my pillow and went back to the living room, and made myself comfortable. It didnt take Long for me to fall asleep.