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Published on Apr 19, 2010
"Thanks for your opinion but its not needed. Im perfectly capable of making my own decisions without your input. Nick is coming over later. Hes not some random guy who I know nothing about. Hes your brother and my next door neighbor. Hes a nice guy who-" "Only want you for your looks and to screw you!" He yelled finishing my sentence with his own short sided thoughts. I narrowed my eyes at him. "Nick is not like that. Hes a good guy." I spat back at him. "He speaks his mind and follows his heart. Which is much more than I can say for someone else in this room." I said while progressively raising my voice higher. He scanned me and then his face went soft. "Im sorry. I didnt mean to be such a jerk." He walked over to me. "It always seems that my emotions and actions are unstable around you. Im sorry.." "Its okay." I choked out. I started tasting the faint touch of salt in my mouth. It was then that I finally registered that I was crying. "Please dont cry." He said sounding defeated. I grabbed onto him and enveloped him in a hug. I cried into his chest as he rubbed my back trying to calm me down. He smelled so divine. I inhaled his scent deeply hugging him closer to my body wishing so badly that he would just realize how much we should be together. He rubbed my back and after a few minutes my tears gradually died down and finally came to a stop. "Im sorry..I keep hurting you.." He tightened his grip around me. "Its okay." I sniffled. "No..Its not." He grabbed my face and looked into my eyes. "Im ready and someone is outside waiting for you." Nick said walking in the room interrupting our moment. My eyes were still on Mr. Jonas. I ripped them from his face to see Nick standing in the doorway with a smile on his face. My mouth dropped when I caught glimpse of him. He was wearing a grey v neck shirt and a custom made leather jacket that clung to his body in all the right ways. He topped his look off with a pair of classic chucks and black skinny jeans. "Wow..Nick..you look really nice." I said shocked. I thought he looked cute before but wow. That boy could clean up nice. If I wasnt hopelessly obsessed with Mr. Jonas than maybe I would actually think about dating Nick. Ha. Date Nick? I doubted he was capable of that. He didnt seem like the long term relationship kind of guy. He was more of a fuck you then try and duck you kind of guy. He was the perfect guy to make Mr. Jonas jealous. "I know." He gave me a mischievous looking half-smile and walked over to me. "Mmm.. you smell good. What is that?" I blushed a faint red impulsively at his compliment. "Its honey and vanilla." He positioned his face right next to my ear. "My favorite.." He said seductively, and then kissed my lobe. I shivered in pleasure. I saw Mr. Jonas body tense up slightly. I didnt like making him mad but I had to make him jealous if I ever wanted the possibility of us being together to become reality. "Hold on just one thing." I adjusted Nicks belt unnecessarily. "There, perfect." I kissed the side of his cheek and smiled. "Shall we?" He held out his hand. "We shall." I smiled and placed my hand gingerly inside of his. As soon as we got to the party Nick went to go get drunk and flirt with girls which left me wandering around regretting with each passing minute my decision to come here. It was one o clock when I finally found Taylor again. "Wheres Shmick.." She slurred before taking a sip out of the red plastic cup in her hand. I sighed. "Youre so beyond drunk." I shook my head wondering how I could ever have been stupid enough to let Taylor talk me into coming here. "Im leaving. Ill see you at school Monday." I began to walk off but she caught my arm. "Ohf my gsosh n-no youre not." Taylor waved some guy over to us and he obeyed, walking away from a group of girls who were draped all around him like cheap Christmas ornaments. I ignored the guy who was now standing next to me and looked at Taylor. "Youre drunk. Nick is goodness knows where and its late. I dont drink or do drugs so obviously this party isnt for me." Taylor groaned. "Get over yourself for five seconds please! Are you even capable of ever doing anything bad ever? Drinking is fine in moderation. Cant you cut loose and live a little for once in your life?" I glared at her. "Someone has to be responsible." She smiled. "Let that someone, be someone else besides you for one night." She looked at the guy standing next to us. "Trevor, can you get Miley something to drink so she can loosen up?"