Miley woke up with a face splitting smile that morning. She stretched herself out in bed and marveled at how wonderful she could feel. She hadn’t felt this happy since….well, a really long time, probably not since she got engaged to Liam.

And what was more surprising was that the thought of Liam wasn’t upsetting her. It normally always did, funny how she got over a 3 year relationship so quickly. C'est la vie!

“I feel great!” Miley bounced on the bed.

Nick had left late that night. Telling her to get some rest and that he’ll meet her in the morning. They talked a lot, he reassured her, and apologized and said he knew he had to earn her trust again and that he’d happily work his bones off to get it. He was wonderful, and sexy, and kind and…

Taken…

Miley slapped both her ears shut at the thought, she refused to let the doomed feeling she had inside settle over her. Sure Nick was taken, but nothing major serious happened.

Except for the part where you were both sucking face!

Miley groaned and pulled her pillow to cover her face. She should feel horrible, she should feel like crap, heck, she should even feel slightly bad.

But no, she felt happy.

What kind of horrible human being was she? To kiss someone’s boyfriend, spend the whole day with him and not feel any remotely negative feelings. She tried to tell herself that it wasn’t cheating, that it was just a kiss. So far it helped her keep her sanity.

“I am the worst” she said to herself with a downcast sigh.

8:49 a.m

“Shit!” Miley leaps out of bed and dashes for the bathroom. She finishes showering in a record time of 4 minutes 59 seconds. Brushes her teeth and reaches for her comb, remember that she doesn’t have hair she pats her hair into position and races from the bathroom. Throwing open her wardrobe Miley yanks on a pair of jeans, a thick wool sweater and runs to the kitchen with her sneakers in hand.

She pours some dog food into the bowls and leaves the back kitchen sliding door open leading into the backyard. The toast dings out of the toaster and Miley jams it into her mouth and pulls on her shoes.

Ding Dong!

Miley was tying her last shoelace when the doorbell rang. She hops over to the door with ease now that her place was clean. She finishes securing the lace of her shoe and easy walks to the door, checks the clock on the walk: 9:00 a.m

“I am good” Miley praises herself as she bites the toast out of her mouth and holds it.

“Morning sunshine” Nick says brightly as she opens the door.

Miley couldn’t help her involuntary dreamy smile. Her eyes involuntarily run over Nick for a second. He looked really tall, in his dark jeans, shirt and zipper hoodie with the zip down.

“Hey you…” she says shyly.

“Oh c’mon smiley, are you getting timid on me?” Nick teases.

“Uhm, no!” she blushes.

“I love the way you blush” Nick says seductively.

“When did shy introvert Nicholas become this grown sexy hunk of a man called Nick?”

“How can one sentence be such a turn on?” Nick shakes his head as he looks at Miley with wonder and longing.

“Because I said it” Miley said smugly. Someone’s found their tongue.

“Yes you did” Nick whispers, leaning in close to Miley’s face. Miley’s eyes fluttered close and she puckers up her lips, Nick leans in further, closer, just a little distance between them…

Honk, honk, honk, HOOOOOOOONK!!!

“What the-!?” Miley jumped back.

She looks over Nick’s shoulder down towards his car park just beyond her gates. A very sexy, very flawless, very sad, Olivia Culpo sits in the front passenger seat but is stretching towards the driver’s side and honking the horn.

Miley’s eyes bulge out wider and her blush spreads deeply all around her cheeks.

“Damn,” Nick whispers harshly.

“What?” Miley asked, she hadn’t quite heard him and she needed a distraction.

“Nothing” Nick replied quickly. “Let’s go”

He grabs hold of her hand and drags her outside. They skip down the perfectly trimmed garden and slip out of the gates. Miley’s house was atop a little hill, so walking down was a really fun thing to do every morning.

Olivia sits in the car with her arms folded. Her hair was done in a sassy up do with curled tendrils cascading down over her shoulders. The morning was slightly chilly, so she wore a pink cashmere sweater and kitten shaped mittens.

Like seriously? Miley thought. Well at least she’s adorable.

Nick went to the back of the car and opened the door for Miley. She gave him a polite smile and bent in to sit down.

“You didn’t have to” Miley said politely.

“Yes, you didn’t” Olivia mumbled when Nick passed her window. There was a slight hesitation in his steps as he walked around to the driver seat.

Nick sits down and starts the car, buckled down his seat belt, and said, “Buckle up everyone, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride”

“Seriously?” Miley said from the back, pulling herself forward and sitting in between the two front seats. “Cliché much?”

Nick’s mouths twitches in the reflection of the rear view mirror.

“Classic Miley”

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Author’s Note

I deeply apologize to every single one of my readers who hasn’t heard from me. I know it’s been over a month. But my stupid school just gave us our Christmas holiday and I am pumped!

Please let me hear your comments below.

My story is really in the dumps right now but time for a bad ass comeback people! Anything you forgot about the story you can go back a revise, even comment. I promise it’ll be worth it.

Also, I hate to admit it but I’ve been getting these annoying mini writers block and I REFUSE to end this story like this, refuse to cut this story short by writing a stupid ‘HIS STORY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED DUE TO WRITERS BLOCK’. I’m not the kinda person to leave innocent readers hanging, you deserve better.

So with that I ask you; do we trudge forward? Or should I just give this a fast ending?

Please pick the first one.

You guys are in charge of the story on this decision, not me. You have as much artistic rights as I do.

So let me know.

Don’t forget to vote and share! It will be so helpful!

~Ya (Apologetic) Gal Vicky <3

AND ONLY 3 HOURS 30 MINUSTES TILL CHRISTMAS!

Updated after 4 hours:

MEEEEEEEEEEERRY Christmas!!

And a joyful gift giving to you!!!

~Ya (Cheerful) Gal Vicky <3 *imagine a Santa hat on*