Miley's p.o.v
"Wow, I am surprised that you rode so well!" I said to Nick as we walked inside the house.
"Yeah, I am a natural." He smiled cockily.
"Oh, really?" I smirked.
"Yes," He chuckled.
"If we raced each other, I bet I could even beat you." He tempted.
"Tempting." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh come on," he said stopping me. "Unless you don't want to lose." He teased. He had no idea how irresistible he was at times.
"No, no. I would win." I laughed "Maybe tomorrow we will race. You might need some more practice before you take on the champion. Plus, Noah would love to watch and she won't get back until tomorrow." I reasoned with a shrug.
"Sure. Whatever you say." He laughed and I rolled my eyes at his remark. "Hey, let's go for a walk." He said pulling me back out of the house.
"It is hot as balls." I said as we walked back outside. I stopped in front of the door.
"So! We can just go walk under the trees. It will be lovely." He countered as he pulled on my arm.
"Okay," I said following a few steps behind him. It was hot, and I was slow.
I was having a really hard time being alone with him. I love him but I had yet to make sense of the thoughts in my head. It was hard being at this cross roads, especially when I knew how strongly he felt about me. I know he won't be able to go on like this for much longer, and I am only prying that whatever happens, it won't end in flames.
"You can't walk any faster?" He asked turning to look at me. We were now walking down the sidewalk my father had paved. He used to love running, and thought it would be nice to have a path placed around the property.
"Uh, no." I rolled my eyes. Nick reached out and grabbed my hand to pull me towards him forcing us to walk at the same pace. I like the feeling of our skin touching, but I still hated the thoughts in my head. My heart wanted Nick so badly, but my mind said that is wasn't right. Why did everything have to be so logically correct all the time? Why can't I be with who I want to be with and have no strings attached?
"I miss not having you around." He mumbled under his breath making my heart crack into a million pieces. It was time. I could feel it in the air, and I was praying that it wouldn't end in flames. I couldn't go through that and neither could he.
"I feel the same," I sighed. I was being completely honest. I knew that I needed him. It always made me feel better having him around. It was like I was sick without him.
"Tell me what is on your mind." He said stopping on the pavement. There was a bench not too far away that he gestured for us to sit. I followed his movements and sat next to him.
"Nick," I sighed. I turned away because I was unable to face him.
"Uh oh." He sighed leaning forward. He placed his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.
"I don't want to hurt you, or myself anymore." I sighed. I couldn't not have him in my life and I knew that we couldn't just be friends it would be hard on both of us.
"And?" He asked without moving.
"I...I know that we aren't in a good spot. You are trying to find your place outside of music and so am I. I don't know what I am going to do." I sighed. This was already starting on the wrong foot and I was about to give up.
"Continue," he said. His voice was sharp and I hated the sound of it.
"My heart is telling me one thing, and my mind is telling me another." I shook my head and wiped the tears that started to fall.
"What do you want?" He asked with a deep sigh.
"You," I breathed.
"And what is holding you back?" He asked. He was still in the same position, and he didn't look at me. I knew why, and I knew that if he weren't in that position I would be.
"I just keep thinking maybe we should wait until we both have good careers." I shrugged. "At least that is what my mind is telling me, and that is logical side of things." I stood to my feet.
"I can't be just friends with you." He said like he always had before.
"I know," I said letting a few more tears fall. "It makes me physically sick when you aren't around, Nick. And I can't be just friends with you either. I need more." I started to pace.
"Miley, I can't keep doing this." He sighed standing up. He faced the other way but I could tell that he was tense.
"Nick, I can't either." I admitted.
"Then we have two options." He said clearing his throat. He turned to face me and I could see that he had been crying. "We can both go all in, we can build a life and careers with together. Yeah, it would be hard, but that is life. And, if we really love each other it will work out." He said hopefully. "Or, we can stop. Stop talking, texting, seeing each other, we stop everything. It will hurt like hell, but maybe one day we can find someone whom can somewhat take away the pain. But, if you ever change your mind I won't take you back. I just physically won't be able to." He shrugged.
"So, what will it be?" He asked looking at me.
"Nick," I breathed under my breath.
My mind was a bit twisted and I hated the feelings that were stirring. I needed to give him an answer, but what would I say? I loved him and I knew that I couldn't not be with him or around him. I didn't want to miss the chance to build a future with him. I was afraid because I knew that it would be hard.
But, I was going to be afraid no matter what I decided. I didn't want to be without him, and I was sick of this mind game. For once in my life, I am going to do what I want.
"I want you. I have always wanted you." I said taking a few steps toward him.
"Okay." He nodded and took a few steps towards me.
I reached out my hand which he gladly took and pulled me into his arms.
"So, we are both going all in?" He asked looking deep into my eyes.
"Yes," I nodded with a smile that was starting to hurt my checks. His smile also started to grow and my stomach fluttered as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
