Unbroken

Unbroken; four -Together

Nemi

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It's been a month since Nick and I got together. Once people found out about my relationship with Nick they said it wouldn't last very long. I told Nick and he said they were just hating.

Basketball season had started and I was at his cousin's game with Miley and him. We were sitting in the bleachers of the other teams side. Kids from his school was giving him grief about dating me and he said the same thing he told me. That they were hating.

Miley cheered Joe on and I laid on Nick playing with his phone in his lap. My mind was too busy thinking are those people right. Are Nick and I really going to last? I mean, I know that we won't marry eachother, but I'm not ready to give Nick up yet.

The crowd on the other side was cheering loudly now, snapping me from my painful thoughts.

"all this is just gonna go to his head" Nick said, his arm around my waist.

"um, do I smell a hater?" Miley ask, cocking her head to the side.

"not this way, I'm happy for Joe, just don't like how cocky he is" Nick complains.

I really didn't want to hear their bricking again, so I kissed Nick's neck. That shut Miley up at my abrupt horniness.

"can we all get along tonight? Please?" I ask him, pulling away from his soap smelling neck. Nick smirked down at me.

"ok Demi, but only for you"

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The game was over and Joe's team lost, pretty bad if you ask me. Miley comforted Joe, but he only was an ass to her and as I was about to get up to say something to him Nick pulled me back down.

"let her learn on her own"he tells me.

I narrow my eyes down on him in anger, just weeks ago he was encouraging me to warn Miley.

"she's stubborn Demi and just going to get mad with you, not him. Just leave it alone" he tells me taking another bite of his burger like his cousin wasn't hurting my bestfriend.

"Nick" I say, in shock.

"what, I'm on your side"he said laughing and slurping his sprite.

"yea, funny way of showing it"I say rolling my eyes and pushing my food away.

Nick and I shared a small table together inside The Dot while Miley and Joe sat two tables downs. Nick chair squeaked loudly as he rose from it while wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"are you mad at me?"he ask hugging me and my chair from behind.

Yes, I am, but I didn't say anything I just ignored him.

"c'mon, tell me, are you mad at me?" he ask again his lips near my ear now.

"no! so go sit back down" I yell and try squirming away from him.

"why?" he chuckles holding me tightly.

"baby, please don't be mad with me" he pleads playfully and tries to kiss my cheek.

"move Nick" I say, trying my hardest not to laugh.

"not until you smile" he says tickling my sides.

I began to laugh loudly and nod my head.

"ok Nick!" I scream pushing his hands away from me.

"now sit down, people are looking"

"so, let them look"he said still standing beside my chair. I faced him, Nick standing in between my legs now.

"can I ask you something?" he says to me and put his hands on my thighs.

"what?" He leans closer to me putting his lips to my ear again.

"are you a virgin?" He whispers.

My face heats up as I shook my head no. He looked shocked at me and just stared for a minute.

"I don't believe you" he says, chuckling too.

"ok Nick I'm not about to argue with you about THAT subject in the middle of this place" I tell him flipping my hair and pushing him off me.

"well, lets go back to my place and talk about it" I glare at him as he went back to his seat.

"you're not getting any just because I'm not" I warn him.

He lays back in his chair, sucking his teeth as he did.

"Demi, I'm not trying to get with you like that. I really want to talk, get to know you, one on one without your friend Miley around or Joe" nick tells me in a serious tone.

"oh" I say feeling dumb, but never letting my guard down that easy.

••••••••

Nick lead me upstairs to his room. I looked around and it was your typical american-boy room.

"so, we're alone, one on one, what do you want to know?" I ask.

He slowly bit his bottom lip.

"damn you're sexy" he said, his eyes widening in embarrassment.

"I mean...you thirsty?" he ask scratching behind his neck and pointing at his door.

I giggle and shake my head 'no'. There was an awkward silence in the room for a minute then I spotted a black guitar in the corner.

"you play?"

I ask getting up and walking over to it, touching it's metallic body just with my fingertips. He keeps this thing shiny.

"n-not really, j-j-just a l-l-little bit" he stuttered.

"so it's often you play? You write too?"

I ask watching as his cheeks became pink. I grabbed the guitar and gave it to him.

"play for me" ••••••