Chapter Twenty-Nine
Joe's POV
Although he doubted she had wanted to see him he wouldn't dare ask her what she was doing on his doorstep.
"Can I come in?" She asked.
Joe cautiously took her hand and led her in before shutting the door. "You look... amazing."
"Joe...we need to talk."
"I know-"
"I don't think that you do." Demi bravely put her hand on his shoulder. "We should sit."
Joe got his first deep gaze into her eyes and felt what was going on and he shook his head adamantly. "Demi, don't do this. You don't have to do this."
"I wanna just be friends, Joe. I've done a lot of thinking in this treatment center. And I know you were right in the first place. We don't wanna lose what we have as friends. We shouldn't ruin that by being something we're not."
Joe glanced down at the floor unsure what was going on but he didn't want to push her away again. "Okay."
"Okay?"
"Okay." Joe smiled over at her. "But I want you to know that it isn't what I want, to be just friends with you, but I'll do it because I don't want to lose you and this way I'll get to be with you and convince you that we belong together."
Demi started to shake her head but Joe just smiled. "Friends?"
"Friends." He agreed but took her hands in his and pulled her to the living room. "Our first act as friends should be movie night as our usual Tuesday night ritual suggests we do."
Demi giggled as as she was dragged along caught up in Joe's wild mood. "Wait, Joe. My moms waiting outside."
"Call her. Tell her you're staying."
"I'm not gonna call my mom from inside the house. Let's just go out there and tell her." Demi turned and headed toward the door and when she got there she realized Joe hadn't followed her. "Joseph Adam Jonas, get your butt in here."
He slowly peeked his head around the corner with an innocent grin plastered on his face. "Soooo...I may be a little scared of your mom."
Demi laughed a little. "Would you come on?"
He slightly shook his head no.
"No offense but is this how you're planning to 'show me we belong together'? By being scared of my mom?"
"Well not just her. Your dad too."
"Joe."
He came from behind the wall and stood in front of her. "Okay." He opened the door and stepped out of the house. He began walking towards the car with Demi. He stood on the passenger side and smiled at Mrs. De La Garza as he came up beside her. "Hey."
"Hey Joseph." She smiled up at him. "So what's going on here?"
"Everything's fine here, mom." Demi stepped in. "I'm going to stay here with Joe for tonight."
"You're spending the night?" Her mom raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"I'm eighteen mom."
"That's not what I asked young lady."
Joe was about to step back when Demi took ahold of his arm.
"Yes ma'am I will be."
"Have fun baby."
"I will."
Nick's POV
Nick continued to call Miley's phone and got tired of it going straight to voicemail so he stopped. I guess it was plan b time, show up at her hotel and wait.
Twenty minutes later Nick was on the elevator up to her room being told by the clerk that Miley had already checked in.
Miley's POV
She was curled up in her sheets doing nothing but watching her guest watch tv when there was a knock on the door. "I've got it." She said before shuffling over to the door in her houseshoes and opening it. "Oh. It's you." She didn't say it condescendingly more like surprised. If anything she had missed him. "Come in."
Nick stepped in the door slowly. "Really? The first day you're back and you're lazing around the hotel room doing nothing but watching tv because you're mad at me for spending time with my friend?"
"Nick." Miley's eyes widened. "I have company. And I would have gone to find you except I didn't know how long you were gonna be with your little British princess Samantha Barks."
"Oh, you could've called. So who are you trying to make me jealous with this time?" Nick tried to peek around the corner. "I swear to God, it had better not be Liam Hemsworth." Nick turned away from her and stomped into the living room of her suite.
"First of all, I broke my phone because you pissed me off! And you're not my father. I can have whoever I want in my room at anytime that I want."
Nick stopped at the side of the couch and looked down at the girl who was looking up at him. "Ashley."
"What, do you guys need this couch because you're gonna have make-up sex now?" She glanced over at Miley who gave her the 'no way in hell' facial expression so Ashley turned back to the tv.
Nick turned back to Miley and just stared at her. "I'm gonna go."
Miley didn't want him to go. She wanted him to stay and for them to talk about their latest misunderstanding but Miley being Miley couldn't help her one last scathing retort. "Gotta get back to your precious Samantha?"
Nick's head snapped up. "Let's get one thing straight. You're mine, Miley. No one else but you. And of course I'm going to be insistent that Liam or any guy not come to your room. It's not that I'm trying to be your father. It's because I love you." He brushed pass her and left the hotel room.
Ashley smirked at Miley. "Wow. True love at such a young age. How does it feel?"
"It sucks."
