They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley

Chapter Two

He's gone.

But only if i let him go.

Because Miley Cyrus always gets what she wants.

And what i want right now is that cute dick Nick Jonas.

I looked out the window of my hotel room with my naked body wrapped in a silk cover. I saw the swarm of papparazzi crowding the entrance, a few seconds later a curly head came out rushing to a black SUV followed by two muscular bodyguards.

Nick, i thought.

I rushed to collect my scattered clothesxzxx on the floor and quickly put it on.

I left my hotel room as quickly as i could with last night clothes, very little make up, and full confidence.

After rushing out of the elevator and into the lobby i didnt bother to do anything else, i just stayed focused to the double doors and the sea of parasites paps who has spotted me and lift their cameras to their faces.

i pushed through the doors and somehow i was surrounded by the familliar bodies of my bodyguard.

A dozen flashes came suprisingly at me, and i could hear the papparazzis calling out my name and shouting me stupid questions.

Which i answered quietly inside my head,

"Miley! Are you pregnant?!" one shouted.

no,i always use protection, moron.

"Are you high right now?!" said another.

how could i be high when i'm 'pregnant'?

"Were you with Nick Jonas?!"

YES. I WAS.

I smiled at the camera of the guy who asked me that. And through the crowd i could see Nick's face over his car window looking pale and scared.

I climbed to my car and i could feel my phone buzzing in my jean pocket.

I looked at the callers i.d i didnt hesitate to pick it up.

"hello?" i said

"What the fuck are you doing?" Nick's voice came roaring into my ear.

"Oh, you're swearing now?" i snorted.

He ignored me and said "I told you to leave twenty minutes after,"

"i have somewhere to go," i lied.

"You couldn't wait until my car moved?" his voice was angry.

"No," i answered nonchalantly.

I heard him sigh over the line.

"What is this about, Miley?"

I paused.

The truth? I want to mess with his head like he messed with my feelings.

"You know how bad this looks to me," he continued.

Right there and then, i regretted ever leaving the hotel one minute after he left.

I never meant to do this to him, i dont ever want to see him hurt in any way, or cause him any trouble.

And here i am, making him look guilty as hell. I only wanted to give him a reminder that i'm not okay with us being this way, somehow i messed that messeage up.

"Seriously, Miley, do you know what's Olivia going to think when she knows this happened?"

His tone was light, but hearing her name made my anger rise.

That bitch.

Somehow i dont feel sorry for him anymore. All the urge of punching his face and ripping his balls off came back in a rush.

I just want to hurt him now.

"If you love Olivia so much, how come you had sex with me instead of her?" I spat.

I could hear him gasp.

"I-"

"Bye," I cut him off.

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Hiiiiii. so i have no comments whatsoever thats kinda sad....and sorry if this is bad, i already thought of this chapter's gonna turn out the other day but i forgot...smh.

But i hope you like this and still thought of it as niley bible.

xoxo

-Lucy