The kiss was so mind-blowing that Miley had to grab hold onto Nick shoulders for fear of being knocked back!

He crushed her to his body, and pressed his mouth down hard on hers.

Her eyes popped open as she look at Nick, he keep his eyes on her for any negative reactions but she gave none. Miley’s eyes fluttered close as Nick gentle nibbles on her bottom lip, not asking for entrance but teasing her ever so slowly.

Unknowingly Miley’s hand rubs up his chest over his shirt and grips hold of his slightly wet leather jacket around his shoulders, she dragged him into the house and he kicked the door shut, he leans back onto the door and she presses herself onto him. He mourns slightly in the back of his throat and grips his hold on her waist. His other hand went on a sensual journey from her waist, to her hips, up the side of her body, her shoulders and grips the back of her neck to keep her head in place as their lips continue to attack each other.

Miley silently wished she had long hair so Nick could dig his hands into it but the thought vanished from her mind when Nick tilts his head slowly to the side and bites the corner of Miley’s lip. Miley gasped at the sensation that rocked her, and the desire that shot through her body.

Nick bent his knees down slight so he and Miley were on the same level, he let go of her waist and neck and grasped a hold under and around her ass. He lifts her up easily and presses her even closer to him. Miley’s legs twitched as she fought the desire to wrap her legs around his waist, instead she presses her legs to his hips with her knees raised up.

Nick hitches her up even higher and Miley slightly ‘yipped’ in surprise, her white shorts pressed to his pelvic area and she battled down the vibration starting in her pants.

Their lips were still latched onto each other, Miley’s arms either pulling on his shirt–trying to mentally guide him to…where? She didn’t even know– or sliding up the back of his neck and pulling on the strings of hair at the nape of his neck.

Nick walked over to the couch, kicking aside anything and everything in his path. When he reached the arm of the couch he doesn’t lay Miley down like she thought, he just drops down onto it still holding Miley!

The impact momentarily crushed Nick’s groin to Miley and she nearly went mad at the explosion of sensations that raced through her. She whimpered.

Nick took his opportunity and deepened the kiss, sending off fireworks. Miley clawed at the side of his neck, rubbing her hands sensually up and down his chest and Nick ran his hand all over her body, feeling up and around ever inch. It was amazing, it was mind-blowing, and to think that a man had the power, the drive, the gall, to make a girl feel like this.

Girl…

Girl…

Nick shocked Miley even more and sat up, making her straddle him and making her sit right on top of his manhood. Miley breathed out and it fanned across Nick face, he momentarily closed his eyes, fighting down the desire that was clear and stark in his eyes.

Miley didn’t know what was wrong with her or what possessed her body to do it. But she jerks her hips forward and hits Nick right in that spot. Her waist bounces back and she looks at Nick with alittle worry, hoping she didn’t do something terribly wrong.

Nick’s eyes fly open and the pupils of his eyes dilate. His hands fly to her waist and he repeats the movement again, and again, and again. The two were practically having sex with their clothes on! His tongue was also repeating the same, torturous, rhythmic movement.

A foreboding bulge began to appear on Nick’s jeans. And Miley felt like an Angel in flight at the idea that she was the cause of that. On the last thrust Nick hits a spot that was so sweet Miley not only tasted it in her mouth but almost burst out into a chorus of choir song.

A girl could get used to this…

Miley’s brows frowned.

Girl…girl…

“Girlfriend!” Miley shoves Nick off the body.

He goes flying back and lands on a broken piece of glass.

“Shit!” Nick hisses, looking down his arm and seeing a trail of blood.

“Oh my! I’m so sorry!” Miley ran forward to hold Nick but he stops her and shoves her back onto the couch.

“No don’t come near me” he growl out in pain.

Miley looked sadly at him as she lands back on the couch, feeling alittle hurt.

“I don’t want you stepping on anything or getting yourself hurt” Nick explains, trying to ease her hurt expression.

Miley’s heart warms. He was hurt but he didn’t want any help if it also resulted in her being hurt. Miley stood up, “Don’t worry I’m good, I made the mess so I know where to step.” That was a flat out lie, she couldn’t even remember changing into her shorts and sports top not less throwing a vase around in blind rage.

Miley fought to be angry at Nick, she really did, but how do you stay angry at a guy who was losing blood over a mess in your house that you made.

He caused the rage! He deserves it! He injured himself!

“No, you stay there” Nick insisted. “You’re not wearing any shoes, but I am” Nick slowly gets up and takes off his jacket. He had tiny shrapnel of glass running up the side of his arm but the worst of the damage appeared to be on his left hand. “Where’s your bathroom?”

Miley pointed in the direction of her room.

“The bathroom in my room has some first aid stuff” she said.

“Okay” Nick walked back over to her leaned down and picked her up with his right arms in one swift move. This time she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep some of her weight off his arm. His left arm dangled limply and it looked like he was fighting the hand from twitching in pain. “Let’s go” he says in a sexy voice.

He was trying to distract her from his arm, and that was so sweet.

He carried her over to her bedroom, she cringed when the door opened. She hadn’t cleaned up her floor. Miley’s head whips around to look at Nick, she looked just in time to see his jaw tighten, but he didn’t say a word.

“Over there,” Miley pointed, trying to get Nick to leave the room as soon as possible.

He nodded and walked to the slightly ajar door, thankfully her bathroom was spotless. Nick settled her down on the counter next to the sink and opens her mirror which hid a cabinet behind it. Nick saw the tiny first aid kit and placed it next to Miley’s lap.

“Oh, let me” Miley knocked aside Nick’s hand and brought out medical supplies.

“Is okay” Nick reassured.

“No, I wanna do it” Miley insisted jumping down and standing infront of Nick, pushing him up to sit on the counter instead.

She pulled tweezers out of the box and a roll of tissue, she dabbed it with antiseptic and looked at Nick with a confused expression.

“Do I dab this before or after I pull out the mirror bits?”

Nick looked at her with a scared face, “After, please just do it after.”

Miley laughed and held Nick’s arm in a firm grasp and began pulling out the tiny bits of glass. She had to give him props. Nick barely flinched and didn’t whine the whole time. Once she was done she rubs the antiseptic all along his arm. Nick hissed in a breath but ultimately remained silent.

Waw…high resistance to pain, impressive.

“Are you done?” Nick asked hopefully.

“Ha!” Miley laughed, and lifted up his left hand to his face. It was still covered in blood and she just remembered that she didn’t wash the hand. “I’ve barely begun”

Miley had to admit, she almost threw up when she finished removing the glass from Nick’s open flesh wound on his hand. Although she wondered what she’d have thrown up since she hadn’t eaten in like forever.

“Almost done” Miley soothed.

She peeked up at her patient and saw that Nick’s whole forehead was beaded with sweat and his face was contracted in pain. She kissed the tip of his nose.

“What was that for?” he asked in shock.

“For all the pain you’ve been through” Miley answered sweetly.

“I deserve more” Nick grumbled.

“Probably” Miley said cockily, the side of the lip tilting up. She then sighed and looked up at Nick with dread. “Now time for the hard part”

She bit her lip, this was gonna be hell for him.

“What I went through wasn’t hard enough!?” She shook her head. “Alright, fine, get it over with.” Nick closed his eyes, thrusts his hand out to her and held his breath.

Miley smiled sadly, dabbed the antiseptic on a towel this time because it had to enter really deep into the wound and kissed Nick’s nose again. He didn’t even have the time to enjoy it when Miley pressed down the towel on the wound.

“BLOODY HELL!” Nick’s whole body stiffens as his other arm shot out.

Miley slightly flinches away from it. Nick stop when he saw her do this and brought down his hand to cover his mouth.

“Why’d you do that?” he asked.

“Do…what?”

“Flinch away from me”

“Your arm just shot out like a rocket, it frighten me alittle and I didn’t wanna get hit”

Nick looks down at her and it instantly felt like a shadow had been cast over her. “I would never hurt you Miley.” He whispers darkly.

Miley gave him a funny look.

“Kinda ironic…isn’t it?” Miley couldn’t help but laugh.

Nick thought for a moment and joined her in laughing too. “Yeah I guess you’re right. I hurt you big time”

A moment of silent ensued, Miley took off the towel and began to wrap Nick’s palm in gauze. “Ah!” Nick would sometimes cry in bursts of pain. The wound was really bad and she had to wrap the gauze tightly to close the opening.

“All done!” Miley said, beaming at both her patient and her work. She held Nick’s face and kissed him smack on the lips. “That’s for being such a good boy” she tapped her finger on his nose.

She turned to put the first aid away but Nick grabs hold of her arm, she turns back to him and saw the pain in his eyes.

“I’m sorry” Nick whispers, and crushes his mouth down onto her. Miley walks in between Nick’s open legs and tilt her head up to him. He bends down low and gently traces his hand over her neck.

They pull apart minutes later and look at each other, breathing heavily. Nick just chuckles and shakes his head, looking at the ground, as if laughing at some crazy personal inside joke.

“Come” he says, putting a hand on her head and ruffling her hair. “Let’s take care of that” he pulls out the pair of scissors that were responsible for ‘The Miley Hair Massacre’ and dragged her by the hand. It looked like Nick didn’t want her to spend a moment in her room so he bent down and carried her out. Bridal style.

Don’t you even think that Miley!

It looked like Nick contemplated going back to the couch, but thought against that and carried her to the kitchen. Miley’s dogs were happily snoozing on the ground with huge round bellies, and peaceful looks on their faces as their ears flapped slightly from time to time in their sleep.

“Here we go” Nick sat Miley down on a bar stool and spun her round. Her back facing him he had a better look at the damage on her hair, his hand raised to chin in contemplation.

Miley fidgeted in the seat, she was so uncomfortable with the idea that he had a perfect view of her messed up hair. Her hands involuntary went up to cover her head but Nick put her hands down back to her side.

“Let’s not lose your fingers as well.” He said jokingly.

Next thing she knew, Snip! Snip! Snip! Snip! Snip!

“Oh God” Miley groaned as more hair fluttered to the ground. She looked at the hair depressingly as it fell down.

“Don’t worry” Nick whispered in her ear, Miley tried not to shiver at how sweet his voice sounded so close to her ear. “You’ll look just as beautiful as ever.” He twisted her seat around for her to face him. “Plus its just hair, it’ll grow back”

Snip! Snip! Snip!

“Oh man” Miley shut her eyes tight.

“And…” Nick continued to hack away at the sides of her head and hair with his tongue out, pressed between his lips. His brows frowned in concentration.

“Viola!” Nick stood back and spun the chair and Miley twirled around several times.

“Wheee!” she squealed in mock childish delight, then giggled when she came to a stop. Nick picked up a clear plate next to the fridge and held it up to Miley for inspection.

“I’m scared to look” Miley admitted, looking up at Nick and ignoring the plate.

Nick kissed her lips, deeply. “Don’t be” he said when he pulled back, looking into her eyes with so much emotion and compassion she already knew in her heart that she believed him. And he held up the plate again.

Miley took a deep breath, flickered her eyes up quickly before she changed her mind and looked at the mirror.

She looked cool.

She looked hot.

She looked amazing.

Miley held her hand up to the plate then pulled it back to brush at her hair. “Waaaaaw…” Miley looked up at Nick in wonder, “I look amazing” her hand dropped limply to her lap.

“You always have,” he kissed her nose, “You always will.”

He dropped the plate on her lap and walked away, Miley was still in shock at her appearance. She heard ruffling in the background but it barely registered as she looked down at her laps and looked at her reflection again in the plate.

Her hair was still pale gold, the sides of her head the hair was scraped back and her middle hair was plumped up and cut from the back forward. She looked edgy and cool, like a bad ass girl who’ll kick ass if a guy so tried her.

Maybe Nick wanted her to look like this, to show the world that she can’t be broken, that she’s tough and she can get back on her feet no matter how many times you knock her down.

“Thank you” she says. She turns around to look for Nick.

He was holding up greenish-black plastic trash bags and pokey sticks she had no idea where he got them from. He held them up for her to see.

“Let’s get to work,” he says with a cocky grin.

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Author’s Note

That was the sweeeeetest!

Ain’t that right?

Doesn’t Nick deserve to be forgiven for all his sins?

Doesn’t he?

You be the judge.

And also Nick kinda forgot about Olivia pre-tty quickly when his lips connected to Miley’s. Just hope that little ‘snag’ doesn’t ruin the moment in the next chapter.

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