I'm jumping ahead like a lot ,up to Liam & Miley dating for 10 1/2 months.
Nick slipped a hand through his damp curls, propping them up into the thick, recognizable curls; as he slowly makes his slow-paced way out of the steamed shower. His hand reaches over to the bronze-colored towel hanging from a solid hanger. He wraps the towel around his slim-toned waist. Nicks trudges his feet to the door, slowly not to slip on the slippery tiled-floor. Opening the door, he feels the cool breeze of his neat hotel bedroom hit him. The room yearned in loneliness. It made him glum, with a matching face expression.
While Miley was on the other side of the world, at her Los Angeles home. She itched her fingers across the numbers on her blackberry, as fast as her fingers could let her, texting away. She felt a small vibration up against her hand, as the crimson hue runs across her cheeks. Her lips itched on a grin naturally, as her heart begins to tug. Why was her heart pulling her back, when her boyfriend was making her happy, smile & even blush? She knew exactly why...she just didn't want to believe it.
"Liam, stop." Her lips let a small frustrated sigh leave her full lips. Miley had realized that something was starting to erode in their relationship.
"No, I think you should just hang out with him. Just try to be friends with him." Liam said his accent thick in his words.
"Liam, how can I be friends with him after everything he'—Miley's melodic voice was interrupted by a thick accent on the other side of the call.
"Miley, do it for me. Please?" He initiated, knowing she'd fall in his weakness.
"Fine," Miley said giving in, as a sigh left her lips following another add to her sentence. "But only 'cause I love you." She added, as her cheeks blushed creating a crimson hue.
A chuckle belted out of his throat, "Miley, I got to go, I'll call you later. 'Kay, sweetheart?" he asked, politely.
Her smile lost itself in a frown, as she didn't hear those three words back into the receiver, and to her ear. It was something she missed. Something that she used to year, from one boy. One boy who still had her heart...
Nick made his way down the streets of London, his hands pushed in his front pockets tightly, as a tune was playing in his head. The luminescent lights shined down on the streets, he chose to go another route, so paparazzi wouldn't be able to find him. He wanted to be alone for at least a short period of time, even if it was just 10 minutes.
When he got back to his hotel, he had came in contact with a few European fans, all girls. Mostly between the ages 10-18. It surprised him how beautiful the girls were. All so sweet and so c—but his thoughts were interrupted as his vibrating cell phone pressed against his hand in his pocket. He slid it out quickly, without looking at the little screen. He had assumed it was Nicole calling, asking where he was.
"Hey, Nicole I'm back I just took a little walk—"He was interrupted again, but this time by an angelic voice, a girl that not even beautiful european women could compare to. His heart stopped, in its trance of beating. Was it really, no it can't be, he thought to himself. But it was.
"Nicole?" Miley asked, a bit taken back, making her heart feel an ache. She shook her thoughts, away to the back of her mind, reminding herself as to why she had called in the first place.
"Sorry. Uhm...Nick's it's uh... Miley ".She stuttered, as her heart took the best of her.
Nick's heart was going crazy; his heart was taken over by Miley, even if she was miles away. She still had it. And he still had hers, as they reconnected in one phone call, making all the feelings rush back in, pumping their hearts back to life.
ahhhhh!
"even when we're miles and miles apart, you're still holding all of my heart"
<3
fearlessloveee 1 year ago 4
wait why would liam want miley to get closer to nick?
TheTails52 1 year ago 3