When we got back to Joe's place I ordered Madi to stay in this house while I'm away. She shrugged and walked to her room with the bags and started hanging away her clothes. I ran to my room in Joes house and pulled on grey skinny jeans with a matching coat and a black shirt. I combed back my hair and ran downstairs, Madi was watching TV.
"Your finished with your clothes already?" I asked and she nodded. "That was fast."
"Yup..." she said and looked up at me, she smiled.
"What?" I asked
"you look nice..."
"Thanks..." I said and looked at myself in the mirror hopefully that wasn't a joke. I looked back at Madi, she was still looking at me. She was wearing a ironic shirt that said "No paparazzi please", really short shorts, high tops, and the same kind of glasses Joe always wears.
"So I can't leave the house?" she asked and I nodded.
"a random girl leaving my house, people will think you're a prostitute, and I didn't keep to my purity ring. Which I didn't but that's not the point."
"whoa whoa whoa... back it up cowboy, you lost your virginity?" she said and I felt my cheeks go red.
"I uhm... did I say that?"
"yes... now spill." she said and I looked at her. I groaned and sat down.
"It was in 2007, well new years eve... Miley and I were dating, and we snuck into the adult party and took some drinks with us into her hotel room. We got a little drunk and the next thing I knew I was cuddling a naked miley the next morning." I said and I put my head in my hands.
"Nobody knows... not even my brothers."
"I won't tell a soul..." she said and I nodded, and for some reason I trusted her. My phone rang telling me it was time to head out. I looked up and saw her looking at me.. "good luck!"
"Thanks... for everything." I said and she nodded. I grabbed my keys and walked to my car and drove to my parents house.
Madi's POV:
I watched his car leave and once his headlights were gone. I turned around a looked at this big house. I turned on the stereo and blasted some Demi Lovato CD he had in it. I ran upstairs pulled on my new Blue silky polka dotted bra and matching panties and walked downstairs, closed the curtains and turned up the volume on the music to the high level and started dancing. I know this might sound wrong, but its not like it's a crime to dance around in your underwear, besides Nick isn't here and what he doesn't know won't hurt him.
I stood up on the coffee table and started to sing along to the words and flinging my hair around. I got off the table, grabbed a candle stick and started to sing into it. As it was going into the climax, the music stopped. I moved the hair out of my eyes and saw Nick standing there with his arms crossed, surprisingly holding a straight face.
"I uh... how much of that did you see?" I asked and he frowned.
"I came in when you were on my coffee table" he said and I blushed and wrapped my cardigan around me.
"sorry..." I said
"Why were you dancing around in your... underpants in the first place?"
"are you serious? It's not like you haven't done it, its not as weird as you think."
" your weirder than I thought..." he said and his eyes slowly went down my body.
"what was that?"
"what was what?"
"did you just ch---"
"nope..."
"but I jus---"
"I didn't"
"but you ju---"
"are we done here?" he asked and I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"I guess so..." I said and walked up into my room mumbling curse words.
Nicks POV:
I sighed when she walked back upstairs.
"Thank god." I whispered and ran up into my room and started a nice cold shower.
I've seen and done some pretty sexy things in my lifetime, but that dancing Madi was doing had to be the top 3 on my list. I bet she's doing this on purpose.
