Chapter 10: Moonlight Starlight
"Favorite color?"
"Purple. Favorite movie?"
"Forrest Gump. Hey look!" he pointed to the sky, and moved his finger to the speed of the shooting star. "Make a wish." He whispered while grabbing my hand and giving it a light squeeze.
'Make a wish?' How can I wish for something that I already have? The most amazing career, an amazing family, and a handsome, sweet, big-hearted guy right by my arm who makes me feel something I've never felt before. What more can a girl want if not everything I have? Nonetheless, I close my eyes, take in a deep breath, and wish for the continuation of this night. After about a second or two, I open my eyes to look at him, and realize he was already staring back at me.
"Did you make your wish?" I asked. He said nothing. All he did was look into my eyes and I swear everything around us disappeared. He finally nods and leans in slowly and hesitantly, as if unsure of what he's doing. I smile while looking at his lips and biting my own. Finally I close my eyes and meet him half way. Every single type of feeling I have this guy right in front of me came rushing in and flooded me with great power. I felt like my heart was about to burst from my chest and I knew my cheeks were as red as a tomato. Both his hands found their way to my face and he cupped it like it was the most precious and important thing he had ever had to hold. I felt his tongue graze the bottom of my lip asking for permission to enter, and boy did I give it to him. We laughed while we accidently lost balance when we tried to lie down. Somehow, in the midst of making out and laughing, I ending on top of him when we finally broke.
"What are you Miley Stewart?" He says while brushing my hair away from my face. All we did for about 5 minutes was just look at each other and trace every single detail the moonlight was allowing us to see. I smile and lean in to kiss him this time, wanting more of what we just experienced. He smiles and meets me half way to continue our previous doings. We laughed again when trying to flip over to he ends up on top this time. Slowly and passionately he unbuttons my shirt, revealing my bra and stomach, which he kindly chose to, leave a trail of desire once he kissed the spot right below my bellybutton. We sit up, me straddling him, as I take off his shirt and laugh when it got caught for a few seconds. Finally, after pulling it off, out lips meet again, this time, desire was all I could taste.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
I spring up from my bed, startled by the constant ringing of my phone. I grabbed it from the dresser realizing it was an alarm I had set last night after coming back from my third night in a row with Nick. I shut off the alarm and saw the date, Sunday, July 14. Sunday. SUNDAY! I run out of my room to Demi's room and enter without knocking to wake her up.
"Duuuude!" I jump on the bed, knowing it's the only way to wake her up at 8 in the morning.
"Ughh, what?!" She said groggily and rubbed her eyes to look at me clearly.
"We have to pick up Sebastian from the airport!" I yelled and everything after that was pretty much a blur.
Nick's POV
"Wait sir, what are you saying?" I asked with confusion obviously dancing around in my voice. It was around 7 in the morning when I got a call from my commanding officer, and after last time's phone call, I prayed this one to be nothing but good news.
"There's been a change of plans. Instead of coming back to base the 21st of July, you have until the 3rd of August to come back. After your arrival you will be given your orders, trained, and ready to go by the end of September. If all goes as planned, you will return the following summer in which you will then wait for future orders, understand?"
"Sir, yes sir!" I almost yelled with excitement upon hearing the news. After hanging up, all I wanted to do was spend the remainder of my time here with Miley and only Miley. The way she wakes me feel and has made me feel is beyond words or meaning; these past three days with her where just heaven and nothing less.
"Who was that dear?" my mom asked while passing my room. The morning after I got the phone call that I had to be back at base the 21st, she kind of fell off the speaking train and remained quiet and sort of distant from everybody. Every call I get she would always ask who it was in hopes I would say 'my commanding officer mom, I get to stay after all!'
"My commanding officer," I said slowly and happily. I saw the light just come into her eyes as her cheeks filled with red and her smile invaded her beautiful face.
"What did he say?" she asked eagerly. "I can't stay the whole summer, but I get to stay a little while longer!" she smiles and yelps and wrapped her arms around me. I felt her hot tears hit my bare shoulder and I hugged my mother back.
"I'm so happy! When do you leave exactly?
"The 3rd of August"
"It's close but a lot better than the 21st"
Miley's POV
"Okay so I found a few places we can start looking at staring tomorrow with the relator. A few of them are located in Beverley Hills, but the majorities are here in L.A" Demi stated as we sat around the living room table with piles of paper around us.
"Okay that sounds perfect! Oh! I already made some calls with some photographers and managers and investors about the magazine and they will be ready to be called as soon as I get back to New York. I also called the contractor and a relator. The whole magazine place can go two ways. One, we renovate a floor, or two, expand."
"I might go with expanding because with the new store opening here and the magazine and the possibility, and probability, of making dresses for stars, the company will need to expand to a much bigger building. We can have three floors for making the clothes, two floors for offices, one or two for photography and meetings, and about three other floors for editing, writing, and designing. So how many floors is that 10 floors?" Sebastian pitched in.
"Alright, oh Sebastian when is the meeting with Beyoncé's manager and stylist?" I asked before forgetting my first personal celebrity client.
"We actually talked right before I boarded and Since the Grammy's are going to be in late January, they wanted to sketch some designs with you as soon as possible in order to have a fitting in November, and have the dress ready by mid-January."
"Okay, what we can do is the following. Demi call the relator and ask him if we can have the earliest meeting. Sebastian, call the stylist and ask for a meeting either Tuesday or Wednesday, I already have some designs I've been working on so the meeting should only take a few hours."
"See, this is why you're in charge" Sebastian joked while walking away dialing a number. I looked over to where Demi had been and noticed that she was going in another direction as well, already on the phone. To say that my team is the absolute best is truly, an understatement.
That evening, I received a call from Nick, asking to meet him by the beach near the rocks, or as he liked to call it, 'our spot'.
Deciding to walk there instead, I decided to put on white high-wasted shorts with rips on the bottom, navy blue crop top, navy blue flip-flops, all under a white see-through cardigan. Walking to the beach really gave me time to think about everything happening all at once. My career was hitting a high boom, I have something with Nick, and my two rocks are here in L.A just in case I have a mental breakdown. I don't know what it is but something about this summer is different. I can feel it all the way to my core that this summer is going to change me forever.
I start to wonder off and think about Nick and me. What where we exactly? Were we dating? Were we just friends who casually go on dates? And what was with that dream I had last night? I know I was feeling something for the guy but that feeling I felt in the dream was strong, really strong. The way he was touching me and holding me, I can still feel it on my actual skin. Everywhere he touched I feel a touch of heat and burn all mixed in with fire and lust. Every single spot touched was real, and I don't know how that was possible.
As I was approaching the rocks, I caught a glimpse of what I assumed to be Nick, sitting down on the san looking up at the half moon and stars. I smiled walking over there because it reminded me so much of the dream, and every part of me wished and hoped that the dream would come true tonight.
"Hey there!" I half yelled as I approached and watched his head shoot to his side to look at me. "Hey!" he smiled, getting up from the now noticed blanket previously set up. "You look amazing!" he pointed smiling. "Thank you! You don't look so bad yourself!" I tease.
He motioned towards the blanket and offered me a drink after we sat down. He reached over to one of the blankets corners to a picnic basket that I was not aware existed in our presence. He reached in and grabbed two plastic cups and what seemed to be some whiskey.
"You drink? He asked permission before pouring. I nodded giving him permission to do so, and soon enough we were both laughing at nothing and everything with a half-eaten pizza box from Italia he pulled out of the basket.
"No I'm serious!" he demanded laughing, "my mom and dad could not stop laughing on the way back home and it got even worse when we found Joe in the living room watching TV with his stuff all packed and ready to go. I can assure you that after that trip, my parents always double checked the back seats."
"I can't believe that happened" I laughed trying to not spill my drink or fall over. "That sounds like something you would see in the best comedy of the year" I mocked with TV guy's voice while Nick poured me my third cup of whiskey. Boy was I feeling it.
"What about you? What was your favorite trip?" he asked in an almost serious tone.
"Uh, most of our 'family' trips where business trips for my mom and dad, but I do remember this one time, I had to be really young, maybe about 11 or 12, and we went to Hawaii with my parents who had to take care of some business. I remember this one day it was raining so hard my parents didn't want to leave the suit so we stayed in all day watching movies and playing board games and just spending time together. It wasn't much, but that was the first time my family was in the same room for more than two hours without being on the phone or doing our own thing. Looking back now, that was probably the last time my family and I spent so much time doing things together. I kind of envy your family in a way" I admitted not knowing if it was me or the alcohol talking.
"There's no need for the envy, I would kill to go to Hawaii with my family. All we do is go camping and fishing, and maybe once in a while fly out to Jersey to see my grandparents."
"I guess, I just wish I had more memories with them ya'know?" I sighed, drinking the last bit of my drink before lying down on my back and looking at the stars. "It's beautiful out tonight. I wish I wasn't so busy with work to actually enjoy every single moment of this summer" I confessed.
I heard him sigh and lie down next to me. He was quiet for a long time, and I knew talking or moving would disrupt him of his thinking so I just let him. I let him ponder his thoughts and I let him enjoy the quietness the beach had to offer. A while later I felt him move and sit up.
"Come here." He demanded in the most soft and sweetest way. I did as I was told and moved towards him. He then decided to pick me up and sit me right on top of him, facing him.
"I don't know what you want, or what you're looking for. I don't know your greatest fears or your greatest loves. I don't know what kinds of movies you like or what genre of music you listen to. Hell, I don't even know your life story from your first day in pre-school to the day you graduated college. But, what I do know is that I'd be damned if I didn't say what I'm about to say right now."
He paused almost as if he was going to regret what he was going to say. After moments of hesitations and opening and closing his mouth, he finally shook his head, and looked me right in the eyes before continuing.
"This feeling I'm feeling, I don't know what it is but I know that it's strong. Although I've known you for a week, I'd rather re-live that last week over and over again then meet someone knew. Every moment with you I want to cherish because we don't know about tomorrow. I might be crazy for doing this but Goddammit I can't live another moment on this earth knowing you're not mine Miley Cyrus."
By that point the tears in my eyes have turned into great waterfalls pouring down my face with my stupid smile having no signs of ever leaving.
