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They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley
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Complete, First published Apr 13, 2014
Miley always had to wait for fate to step into her life to arrange a coincidental meeting with her first love, Nick. You could say it was an unusual repetitive ritual; bumping into each other, hooking up, and not seeing each other for another year and having to act like these flings they share are just that--a fling. Her relationship with Nick Jonas isn't really friends-with-benefits or a collection of one night stands, either. But its the only way she could be with the person she love without risking another heartbreak, or losing each other again. They decided it was the best--well, decided it telephatically. But what if she finally got fed up with the hiding and the secrets and the hook-ups and has finally realized that not being with the person she love hurts more than a thousand heart breaks?
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She knew he'd been in love before. Not just once, not just in passing. Real, deep, messy love. And maybe that should've been her sign to keep her distance. To not let herself feel too much. But instead, it made her pause. Because the way he talked about them-the girls before her- it wasn't bitter. It wasn't dramatic. It was quiet. Thoughtful. Almost gentle. He remembered birthdays, late-night calls, stupid little details no one else would hold on to. He loved them well. Or at least, he tried. And that's what messed her up. Because it made her want to fall even harder. And at the same time, it made her want to run. She wasn't afraid of his past. She was afraid that someone like him-someone who had already given so much-might not have anything left for her. Or worse, that he would love her the same way. And she'd fall for it, just like they did. And end up as another name he says gently, years, from now.