Publicity

14

Miley's POV

"Nick,"

I stood by his bed trying to wake the motherfucker up at the same time not wanting to wake the the motherfucker up because he looked like a doofus with his mouth hanging open and the sheets covering him to his chin and it amused me and made me feel at peace.

"Nick," I said again, louder. His nose scrunched slightly. "Wake up."

I extended my hand and poked his stomach over the thick blankets, realizing it was a failed attempt when his expressions softened and he drifted back into the depths of slumber. I sighed and shoved his side "Come on, wake the fuck up."

His hanging mouth closed and his eyebrows furrowed as he let out a soft grunt. "Nick." I said "Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick--"

"What?" He whined, his voice deep and groggy as he tossed to the other side so I'd face his back. I thought finally he had woken up but then I heard a slow snore.

"Oh my God! Wake up!" I exclaimed, taking a handful of his blanket and pulling it with all my force. In a swift move I had thrown it across the room and off of him, making him sat up in shock. I gasped instantly, discovering he had no clothes on, and froze when I caught a glimpse of his penis.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" He shrieked, flustered, but hadn't covered himself.

I stared at his nakedness and felt heat rise up to my cheeks. "Oh my God!" I screamed in realization and he instantly pulled the blankets up to cover himself.

"What do you want?! Why are you in my room?!" He yelled in panic.

"I'm...I was-You sleep naked?!"

He tilted his head to the side and widened his eyes in disbelief as if saying 'Did you just ask me that? Really?'

His face was red and I got really awkward for a second. My heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of my throat and slap Nick across his stupid blushing face.

He glanced to the clock on the wall "It's 7 am," He said, trying to stay calm "Why are you up at 7 am?"

I stammered "I, uh--I woke up and we're out of food so you need to drive me to the grocery store."

"Why?" He asked.

"Well, why the fuck not?" I shot back "Publicity. Duh."

He sighed and nodded "Fine. Get out so I can get dressed."

I stayed put "Why? It's not like it's nothing I haven't seen." I said collectively. What did I just said?!

"What?!" He exclaimed.

"What?"

"Miley," He said "Get out,"

I rolled my eyes and left, my mind replaying the seconds I tore his blanket off and saw his dick and he just sat there for a second like an idiot. I felt my face heat up again as I plopped down on the couch, trying to think about anything but it.

But who can really not think about someone's penis when they accidentally saw it and the dumbfuck just fucking presented it to you like it's his first born before realizing his fucking dick is exposed and this girl who hates his guts was staring directly at it? I didn't know who should be embarrassed more, me or him.

"Ready?" He asked, entering the room, clothed.

I look up to him and nodded, standing up from the couch and handing him the car keys, absent-mindedly staring at his crotch while I did. "You dress normal today," He noticed, and I look away from him and examined my outfit of a loose dark-grey v-neck shirt and olive green shorts.