Nick's POV
It's been a month since Miley and I had broke up. Although we did, we still have a lot of things that didn't get sorted out, after she had heard how I impregnated Sophie she ignored everything else.
That single fact was enough to make her leave, enough to make her realize that I'm not the one for her. I had feel bad about hurting her, I've warned her, but what I didn't prepare myself for is how my heart got broken.
I always thought she'd always be the victim, I never thought she'd break me. its not that I've underestimated her, but its because I know she's such a good person. And she still is.
I was the one to blame, I also never hoped for her to return. I still love her, and I thought of her so many times, and I miss her. But I told myself to move on, she's not coming back.
She made it clear that we've reached the end of the line. And I somehow managed to think of her less everyday. I have all these feelings for Olivia now.
its amazing of how quick I could fall in love with someone else in just a month, and I finally understand Olivia, and I'm happy with her. I love her, and the feeling's mutual.
Being with her is so easy, we don't fight a lot, and we're always supporting each other, I always remind myself of how she had blackmailed me but I figured she's just trying to save myself from making a mistake.
And now I'm thankful for her, to just woke up to her everyday, and today to be her date for the 2014 Miss USA pageant in Baton Rouge.
What happened to be more of an amazement is this situation I'm in right now. I couldn't stop myself from drooling over someone I keep telling myself to avoid, to forget.
She could pull me back in a heartbeat, just by taking a breath, I'm back in her game.
And now here we are; groping and kissing each other passionately in my hotel room after I had stumbled upon her at the club. I couldn't resist her, she's just sitting across from me sipping her drink, and the look in her eye made me want her, and all the emotions came flooding back.
The love, the care, but mostly the sexual needs. Probably because I've had a lot of drinks with some people from the pageant, I think when I was sober they had offered to drive me home and kept telling me I had too much to drink.
I told myself before to just have one drink and leave, go back to Olivia and spend the rest of the night with her. But plans had change, and now I'm pulling off the clothes of someone that isn't my girlfriend.
I knew it was her, and what's left of my sober mind was telling me to get away. But I've passed sober hours ago and now I'm in this blur, it reeks of alcohol and her perfume.
I cant make out her face, it was dark and I was drunk. All I want is to pounce on her so hard, to rip off her clothes and feel her up.
I didn't want to stop.
Our lips are so attached, and she had her arms tangled around my neck while I impatiently pull on her dress. If I was sober this would be a bad idea. The blur became stronger, I don't want to think anymore.
I was falling more into her kisses and the alcohol. The noises had dissolved, and the atmosphere only seemed like a dark cubicle, but she snapped open all of my buttons and brought me out of my daze, her fingers tracing down my chest.
My eyes was closed and I could feel her lips against my neck and her hands began unbuckling my belt. I know I was going to pass out soon, but I want her so fucking much and I'm probably never going to get another chance.
I pushed her harder against the wall with my hands and I began to thrust into her. She let out a gasp as I gripped both her legs and lifted her up so I was between her.
I lift my head up so my lips could met hers and I gave a smile. "Babe..." I sighed into her mouth before she attacked me with her tongue. "Shut up," She mumbled into me and brought my face closer to hers.
I turned on my heel as I carried her and walked to the bed. I threw her harshly to the mattress and she stretched out her arms. I hovered over her and trailed my lips down her neck as I tugged on her dress.
The skintight material was finally off of her, revealing her perfect figure draped in only panties and bra that I cannot wait to take off.
My pants dropped to my ankles and she groped my ass and smiled interested. I didn't return the smile instead I placed myself over her.
"I never thought we'd be in this position again." She slurred as she ran her hands up and down my back. "Hm?" I mumbled as I kissed her cheek and it traveled slowly her ear.
She let out a laugh, running her fingers through my hair. "God, that feels good." She moaned against my neck "You're so good..."
I felt her hands slid down to my back again, feeling my shoulder and down to my waist until she finally slipped her fingers under my boxers.
"Mile..." I chuckled as she started to pull them down. I slid my hands behind her back and unhooked her bra as I forcefully pull it off her. I smiled down at her chest and she took both my hand to place them on her breasts as a smile danced on her lips.
I returned her smile before I groped her breasts hungrily, my fingers roaming her bare nipples and teasing her "Nick," She whimpered.
I gave her a teasing smile before peeling off her panties down to her ankles. She stretched her legs as I placed myself between her. She smiled at my full blown erection before lifting her eyes to mine.
I thrust into her and she closed her eyes and moaned my name.
"Nick!"
"Shit, Mile..."
She groaned again as I pumped into her passionately. She whimpered and gripped my waist as she opened her mouth and cursed.
"Fuck! Nick!"
"Oh my God!"
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