Chapter Thirty Four

Joe and Demi walked out of the theatre beside each other and the rest of the guys were following while Blanda hurriedly caught up with them, standing on the other side of Joe.

She sent a little flirty grin up to Joe as she intertwined their elbows, "Drive me home?"

"Uh, sure." Joe glanced over at Demi who shrugged over at him and kept her gaze toward the ground. "Demi's coming with us though. She needs a ...ride."

Blanda sent a small glare Demi's way while Joe's head was turned toward her. "Cool, I guess."

"Hey," Selena called from behind them as she rushed over towards Demi and wrapped her arms around her, "I'll call you tomorrow, okay."

Demi nodded as she returned the hug. "Love you. Bye." She pulled back and slid into the front seat of Joe's car as he held it open, completely ignoring Blanda.

She got into the back seat with a roll of her eyes at Demi again. "Are you dropping Demi off first?"

"Uhm no," Joe said from the driver seat, "the thing is, Demi isn't going home just yet."

Demi glanced over at Joe finally looking him in the eyes since their encounter in the bathroom of the theatre. They just gazed at each for a moment as Joe started the car up before their gazes were finally broken by Blanda in the back. Demi slowly shook her head at Blanda's cough and slid her seat belt on as they pulled off.


Miley and Nick entered the hotel together and Miley could tell that he wasn't in the mood to talk. What was she gonna do about it though? She couldn't help it that she was the sensible one in the relationship this time around.

The point isn't if Miley wanted to live with Nick or not. If that was it then they would already be in a house together with the doors locked, cuddling and talking about their future kids. That's really all she wanted. But at the same time, she couldn't have it. She had to be realistic. She turned to Nick as they entered the elevator and spoke up, "Are you gonna break up with me?"

Nick held up a hand to halt her speech, "Miley." He shook his head with his eyes completely closed. "Please just don't. Not right now."

Of course he was going to break up with her. What did she expect? What she was wrong to him but for her, it's her reality. The elevator opened up to her floor and Nick stepped out beside her, walking with her slowly down the hall to her room. She slid her hotel key into the lock and opened her door up, putting the key back into her purse.

Nick pushed the door open wide, stalking inside of the room and straight to the bedroom leaving Miley with her eyebrow raised as she followed him, shutting the door behind her.

She walking into the bedroom to be confronted with a fuming Nick who pacing back and forth across the carpet. "Nick?"

"I don't get you." He immediately ranted off at her. "I've literally already named our children in my mind and I've seen where we grow old together and why do you not believe that I'm in this. Im in this for the long haul, Miley. Why aren't you?"

"I don't wanna fight." She said quietly, glancing over at him from underneath her eyelids.

"We're going to fight. It's what we do."

"Do you know what we also do? We break up. I don't wanna do that. I don't wanna lose you right now." Miley walked over to Nick, standing in front of him and shaking her head to stop herself from sobbing.

Nick looked down at her "Then why do you keep sabotaging us?"


Miley sat up in bed, pushing herself up on her arms as she looked over at Nick. She hasn't been to sleep yet and neither had Nick. He was just laying on his side, facing away from her. "Nick."

She heard a long breath come out of his mouth before he answered her. "Yeah?"

"I can't sleep like this."

"Like what?"

"Like... look at me, Nick." She was getting frustrated talking to the back of him.

Nick sat up beside her and looked over at her.

"Forgive me, okay. I love you and I trust you and if you say this can work, I will believe you."

Nick slid his fingers into hers and lowered his gaze to her hand, not looking at her eyes. "Miley, you don't have to believe that we'll work. I'm not trying to force you to do that. You have your reasons and I'm sorry for being mad at you in the first place." He gathered himself and let his eyes rest on hers, squeezing her fingers as he looked at her. "I'm just mad at myself now. I'm failing at whatever it is that makes you trust in a relationship."

"It's not you, Nick." Miley clasped his hands tight as she leaned closer to him planting a small kiss to his cheek. "I love you and I trust you, I promise. I just don't trust what could happen."

"So you're not putting your whole heart into it and I feel like I don't have any of your heart sometimes."

"Don't be stupid. You have all of my heart all of the time." Miley was starting to notice what a hypocrite she sounded like.

"Just take a risk on us, Mi. I know that we haven't been so steady in the past and I know I can sometimes be a real disappointment but I think I've been getting better at disappointing you less. And maybe, just maybe I'm worth a little bit of a risk." Nick gave her a little bitty hopeful smile.

Miley tilted her head to the side as she gazed over at him. "Wow. You're right. You're worth the biggest risk in the world. You're so cute." She placed her hands on his cheeks and pressed her lips against his before pulling back and looking over at him with a grin. "I will think about moving in with you, okay."

"That's all I ask. I love you so much."

"I love you much more."


The next day Miley called Selena after she couldn't get ahold of Demi and asked to meet her somewhere. Selena picked her house for them to meet up and Miley showed up there thirty minutes later.

"Hey... what's wrong?" Selena asked warily as she shut the door behind Miley as she entered. "You sounded, I don't know, weird... on the phone."

"Am I crazy, Selena?" Miley twirled around, not getting very far in the house before she turned back looking directly at Selena with a certain gleam in her eye.

"Not... so far." Selena slowly took small steps back towards the door. "What's up?"

"I am seriously considering moving in with Nick Jonas."

Selena breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to walk around Miley to the kitchen. "What is so crazy about that? He's your boyfriend. You love him and he definitely loves you." Selena started walking towards the refrigerator and opened it up, leaning down to look inside before she turned back to Miley with a smile. "Wait. Nick asked you to move in with him?"

Miley nodded as she pushed herself up onto a stool at Selena's countertop.

"I don't know what to be surprised about first, you telling me first and not Demi or the fact that all your stuff isn't in his house yet?" Selena grabbed two sodas and bought them back to the table, sliding one over to Miley.

"I can't just say I wanna move in with Nick and do it. I have to think about the consequences first, Selena-"

"The consequences?" Selena interrupted. "Are you kidding me? Are you trying to ruin your relationship with Nick forever?"

"I'm not TRYING to." Miley sighed and waved it away. "Just forget it. No ones gonna understand."

"Try me." Selena zeroed her gaze on Miley.

"Uhm I... I hurt, Selena." Miley lifted her face up from the floor to look over at her. "Nick doesn't hurt me anymore but every time we try to move forward in this relationship, I have anxiety attacks thinking about how much it hurt last time and the time before that."

"You think I don't understand that?" Selena came and stood beside Miley, placing her hand on her shoulder. "Two of my exes were in love with someone else while we were dating and thinking about the fact that David could ever not love me hurts just thinking about. Miley, it hurts to keep going knowing what could happen but why ruin a great thing over something that could never happen?"