They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley

Chapter Twenty Eight

Miley's POV

I opened my eyes to the familliar dark shade of wallpaper that is my room, and the sound of my alarm clock came ringing into my ear.

Yesterday was so much simpler, when I woke up around noon to white painted walls and Nick's soft scent againts the pillows.

I had fallen into deep sleep after Nick had rocked me so amazingly, and to woke up next to him smiling had just been somewhat a blessing.

But I couldn't return the smile because I was scared of everything that was going on.

I loved being next to him, so much that it felt right, but it's wrong. It's wrong because I know what it's like to be cheated on.

Whether you love that person or not you feel that they had mistreated you, they have taken advantage of your trust.

Even if this person was as bad as Olivia, no one deserved to be treated like this. And part of me felt wrong to push Nick to broke up with her.

Everything had fallen into place, but the places aren't right and it's hard to figure out. Like when you're putting a puzzle together, the pieces fit but you can't tell what it is, because it's not supposed to be there.

I love Nick so much but I dont want to continue anything that felt this wrong.

I rolled to my side and streched out my arm to turn off the alarm clock. My finger collided with the button and I cuddled into my pillows.

I dont want to get up. Not when I'm feeling like this. Confused, scared, unsure.

But the universe doesnt approve of my actions. My phone buzzed under my pillow. I rolled away and lift up the pillow to grab my phone.

There were 8 Missed Calls and a few texts that I didn't bother to read. There were all from Mom. My phone buzzed again and the screen wiped into a picture her mom and her caller I.d.

I pressed the accept button and lift my phone againts my ear. "Mom?" I said to the device.

"Mile, where are you? We've been waiting for an hour!" Her voice ranged, opening my sleepy eyes.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"We're having a meeting for your european tour, you didn't show up," She reminded.

My eyes widened and I ran my fingers through my hair in desperation. "I forgot," I mumbled.

I heard Mom sighed and clicked her tongue. "Well, you better hurry up," She warned.

I stood up from my bed as I rubbed my eyes with my free hand. "Okay, I'll uh- I'm going to get ready,"

I hung up the phone and speed-walked to the bathroom. I tugged on my pajamas and turn on the faucet.

How could I forgot? I was looking forward to this for such a long time. I splashed the cold water againts my face and opened the cabinet to find my toothbrush.

And how could I overslept? Is this the effect of having a relationship with someone whose taken? Probably it is, since I was tossing and turning myself last night just thinking about this.

After I brushed my teeth I snatched the towel from the rack and dried my face. I then ran to my closet and slipped off my clothes, and I started pulling random things from my drawer.

After I had dressed myself I snatched my car keys from my dressing table, I took my phone from my bed and threw it into the closest bag in sight, which I took yesterday.

I didnt bother to look at myself in the mirror, I know I look homeless,I rushed out the room and descend the staircase as fast as I could.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I groaned and frustration and slipped it out to lift it up againts my ear. "Mom, I'm coming-"

"Miley?" Nick said over the line.

I clicked my tongue and pushed open the front door.

"I'm sorry, I'm really busy," I said.

"This is important-"

"I can't talk right now, I'll call you later," I hissed and hung up the phone.

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"I'm sorry," I said quickly as I panted.

Mom looked at me in shock, until finally her face melted into a more disguted look.

"What is it?" I asked, rubbing my face, in case I had any smudge of food on it.

But that would be impossible since I hadn't have breakfast, that explains the growling sounds in my stomach.

Mom shook her head and darted her eyes at me. "Fix your hair," She told me and my eyes widened at once.

I combed the top of my head with my fingers, making a few strands to poke me in the eye.

Mom have had her grip around my wrist and led me to another room. "We haven't started anything, but that doesn't mean you're not late,"

We walked in to a air-conditioned room that reeks of coffee and printer papers. I saw a lot of familliar people that was my tour manager and a few other people.

I seated myself next to mom and crossed my legs nonchalantly. I gave a little smile before crossing my hands on the table.

Mom cleared her throat and said "Now that we're all here, let's start,"

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"Duty means doing nothing your heart's may well regret."

Adding a random quote as part of the apology of the long wait and very short, very filter chapter, there'll be some more action in Nick's POV but I need to write another chapter for Miley.

I wish I could write more but I'm fresh out of filter ideas :s

Sorry again, but thank you for keeping up with my lazy ass! :)

xoxo

-Lucy