Miley's POV
I heard footsteps coming towards Nick's room in a rushing manner, and when I turned around I saw Nick in the doorway, his face was pale and scared like he's just seen a ghost.
"What?" I spat.
"It's Cory."
I instantly erupted into a fit of laughter, I pictured Nick having to go down stairs and found his manager thinking he's just heard us having sex. I saw the look on his face and he was annoyed. "It's not funny!" He objected "And Larry's here too,"
"Oh," My laughter skidded to a stop "What does he want?"
Nick shrugged with a shook his head "He said he wants to speak to you and me."
"You too?" I repeated, mimicking Nick's confused expression.
He nodded simply before signaling me to follow him downstairs; I got down from his bed and followed behind him, once downstairs we found Cory and Larry in the kitchen talking to each other casually. Larry caught the sight of me and a smile rose up to his face.
"Ah, there you are." He said enthusiastically.
"What's up? You could just call me." I said.
"Honey, have I ever called you when I want to tell you about a major thing?"
My stomach flipped in excitement when I heard the word 'major' coming out of my manager's mouth, but then I just shrugged to answer his question "Yes."
"Well, have I ever called you when I want to tell you about a major offer involving your boyfriend?"
I looked over at Nick before I looked back at him curiously. "No?...What is it?"
Larry's face must've lit up like New York City on Christmas and New Year's combined, he inhaled a sharp breath as his fast eyes looked back and forth to me and Nick. He opened his mouth, slowly and carefully he announced "A photo shoot for Vogue...with Mario Testino!"
I screamed instantly as my hands flew to my face. "Shut up!" I cried as I bounced over to Larry and started squealing and parading around him. Larry shared my enthusiasm and we started jumping around like teenagers who just met a boyband member.
"Who's Mario Testino?" Nick asked quietly but my ear impressively caught it over Larry's and I's shrieks.
"You don't fucking know?!" I instantly yelled, offended and angry "You're so stupid!"
Nick and Cory exchanged glances like me and Larry are the only person on earth who knew who Mario Testino was, but then I realized they were looking each other because I had just called a person I was supposedly in love with 'stupid'.
"He's the best photographer of all time!" I exaggerated, walking over to him and doing the jumping thing around him "Get excited!"
Nick eyed me a little taken aback and scared, but did a small jump as I jumped around him, I purposely wrapped my arms around him and—not literally of course—started to climb him enthusiastically, just for the sake of Larry not getting a hint that we're fake after all.
"Oh my God!" I returned to my shrieks.
"Actually, Mario has offered to shoot you guys before, about a month ago. I thought that because you guys we're...you know, fake and all, you wouldn't want to do it. So at that time I told him that you guys weren't ready to publicize your relationship that way...but now you are!" He clapped his hands excitedly.
I stopped my jumping around Nick and balanced myself on my two feet, arms still wrapped around his neck and shoulders. "What? You could've told us though; we wouldn't turn a chance with Mario down just because we weren't real..." I trailed off and shrugged.
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Publicity
FanfictionAfter things went downhill and a little too dangerous for Miley's wild night life, her concerned mother took the only available option besides sending her to Rehab to keep her away from her misleading drug and alcohol use, and bad publicity, of cour...