Miley's POV

I exit my bathroom wrapped in a towel since I just finished my shower. I walk across my bedroom to my closet to put on my sleepwear, a t-shirt and a pair of Soffees. I hear my phone buzz against my nightstand notifying me that I received a text message. After throwing my wet, used towel into my laundry hamper, I walk to my nightstand to check my phone. Unlocking my phone, I see that there are two unread messages.

From: Selena

hey girl! 2morrow after school there's a fitting for the new cheer uniforms(: it ends at 3:45. meet in the gym! & tell me if ur soon to be bf talks to u tonight(; my moms making me tidy my room up. see ya at school!

From: Demi

did nick text/call u yet? ;)

I send Selena a quick reply saying that I'll be there and if Nick says anything to me, I'll tell her about it tomorrow.

To: Demi

nope, not yet!

Walking back into my bathroom, I grab my toothbrush and squeeze toothpaste on it so I can brush my teeth. Once I'm done brushing and rinsing my mouth, I go back into my room so I can get ready for bed. I turn off all the lights except my night table lamp and I crawl under my blankets into my comfy bed.

My phone buzzes and I look to see who it's from.

From: Nick

Hey Miley : )

My stomach does a flip when I read his text and I smile.

To: Nick

hi (:

N: Whatcha doing?

M: nothin, laying in bed. im about to sleep!

N: Ohh, am I keeping you up?

M: no, i want to talk to you (:

N: Good, I want to talk to you also. : ) What are you doing after school tomorrow?

M: i have a cheer uniform fitting. it ends at 3:45 though

N: I have football practice that finishes at 4. Maybe after that's done we can go to the Santa Monica Pier together? You can come to the field or something and watch the team practice when you're done.

M: yeah that sounds fun (: just you and me?

N: Yeah if you want. We can invite the others though.

M: nah, im fine with just you and me!

N: Haha okay. I'm going to go to sleep right now. Can't wait for tomorrow ; ) Goodnight Miley.

M: nighty night (:

I smile to myself as I lay in bed. Did he just ask me out? I think he did, I don't know. All I know is I'm going to the pier with Nick alone tomorrow and I can't wait. I feel all giddy just thinking about him. He's all that's on my mind right now. I want to know what it feels like to have his lips on mine. When he hugs me my stomach gets tingly, I wonder what it's like when he kisses me. I turn off the lamp on my nightstand table and fall asleep with a smile probably plastered on my face.

"The uniforms should be in by the beginning of next week," the cheerleading coach, Coach Allie, announces. "Remember, we have practice tomorrow until 4."

"Ok," the team says back.

"See you guys after school," Coach says before leaving the gym.

"Do you want to come to my house? Demi and Sel are. We're just going to do some homework," Taylor offers to me.

"I can't. I'm hanging out at the Santa Monica Pier with Nick," I tell them smiling.

"Ahh, you two alone?" Selena asks while we walk to the locker room to get changed.

I nod my head excitedly.

"You have to tell us all about it tonight. We can Skype or something, ok?" Demi says.

"Yeah, we will!" I change my clothes into a white tank top I bought from Gilly Hicks and a pair of cutoff denim shorts that show my tan legs. I slip on my gladiator sandals and retouch my makeup in the mirror. I have to look cute for Nick, you know.

"You're looking hot," Taylor calls out. "I would kill to have your legs.

"Same here. And your boobs," Selena laughs.

"Nick is one lucky guy," Demi says. "I wouldn't be surprised if he asks you to be his girlfriend at the beach later."

"I think you're getting a little ahead," I laugh while I spray my perfume on.

"No. Nick does move pretty fast with relationships," Demi says as she helps me fix my hair.

"We don't have a relationship."

"Whatever you say, Miles." I smile at Demi for calling me a nickname.

Once I'm done touching up, I turn to all three of them. "Do I look alright?"

"Alright? You look more than just alright," Selena tells me laughing.

"Ok, good." I laugh as well and throw my backpack on and my new cheerleading duffel bag over my shoulder. "I'm going to go wait for Nick at the football field. His practice ends at 4:00."

"Have fun," they all say back.

"Skype tonight. Remember," Taylor calls out before I exit the locker room.

I walk out into the sunshine weather and make my way to the football field. When I get there, I set my bags on the grass and sit on the first step of the bleachers. I try to spot Nick as the whole team is huddled up around the coach listening to what he's saying. I can't see him though, there are too many guys.

About a minute later, the huddle breaks up and they start walking towards the locker room which is past me. I see Nick walking down the field talking to another player, but he hasn't spotted me yet. I notice his shirt he was wearing before is now in his left hand. He probably took it off since it's scorching hot out here. His toned chest, muscular arms, and chiseled abs are exposed. Wow, he's fucking hot. Damn.

He looks up and sees me. A smile appears on his face instantly. He turns to his friend to say something before he jogs his way towards me.

"You look hot." His eyes scan me up and down. When he comes back up to my face, he sends me a wink.

"You look sexy," I say as a place my hand in the middle of his sweaty chest and I giggle.

He laughs and takes my hand I put on his chest off so he can hold it. "I'm going to go change then we can head to the pier. Give me 5 minutes."

"Ok." He's still holding my hand but it slowly slips away from my fingers as he walks farther. Eventually we let go of each other and he hurries to the locker room.

Nick's POV

Is it possible for someone to be sexy, beautiful, gorgeous, cute, and hot at the same time? Because that's what Miley is. Her shirt and shorts show of her perfect, tan arms and legs. Damn, her legs. They're so sexy and long.

I enter the locker room, grab a towel, undress, and head into the shower to rinse off. Literally 30 seconds later, I step out to dry and dress myself in my clothes; a red v-neck and black skinny jeans. I go to the mirror and fix my hair, spray on my cologne because Miley likes it, and slip on my shoes.

"Have fun, bro," Joe says as I push open the doors to leave.

"You know I will."

"Oh my God! It's so pretty," Miley says as we walk to the park on the pier.

I laugh at her taking in the new scenery, "You're such a newbie to California."

"Shut up," she giggles. "Let's go play that ring toss game." She points to where a bunch of green, glass bottles are set up.

I take her hand and intertwine our fingers together for the first time as we walk to where the game is. The feeling of my hand touching every inch of hers is amazing. I wonder if she feels it too or if it's just me.

"One game, please," I say to the worker. I hand him the money to play the game and he gives me some rings back. "Here," I give Miley the rings to toss.

She throws the first ring and it misses the top of the bottle. She tosses the rest of them and they hit the bottles and fall to the floor.

"No," she cries. "I suck," she says while turning to me.

"Yeah you do," I tease her.

"You're mean." She fakes a pout face and giggles.

"Here, I'll win you something. Ok?"

"Ok!" She excitedly says.

I pay the worker for another game. I toss the rings hoping they would land on the bottle but all of them just nearly miss and slip off. I'm down to my last ring now.

"You can do it, Nick," Miley encourages me.

"Maybe."

"Yes, you can. Well, you better because I really want that fuzzy purple bear," she says pointing to the bear hanging up on the wall.

I chuckle and throw the ring. It flies through the air and slips perfectly on the top of one of the many bottles.

"You got it!" Miley squeals.

I look down and smile at her. "You want the purple bear, right?"

She nods her head smiling.

"Which prize do you want?" The worker asks me.

"The purple bear." I point to it on the wall and he takes it down handing it me.

"Here you go." I hand the prize to Miley and she instantly smiles which makes me do the same.

"Thanks Nick. I love it," she says while giving me a short hug.

She's too cute. I like how the simplest things make her smile. And I like that I'm able to make her happy.

I intertwine our fingers together again and we start walking away from the ring toss game. We go towards the entrance of a rollercoaster line. "Do you want to go on this roller coaster?"

She looks at me with fear in her eyes and she shakes her head. "No, never."

"Why not? It's really fun," I try to convince her.

"Because… I'm scared of heights."

I give her a confused look. "But you're a flyer. You stand and get thrown up in the air all the time."

"I know, but that's different. It's only a few feet up. A roller coaster is like thousands of feet high and it goes really fast."

Aww, she's afraid of roller coasters.

"This ride isn't that bad. For real. I'll hold your hand the entire time if you want to go on it."

She looks up at the ride then to me. "Ok, we'll go. But don't let go of my hand or I'll probably cry."

I let out a small laugh.

"I'm not kidding, Nick! Don't let go."

"Ok, ok. I won't. I promise."

"Good. And it's not my fault if I squeeze your hand so hard you lose circulation."

"I'll take the risk for you," I wink at her.

We walk to get into the line of the ride. It's kind of long so we're going to have to wait a bit.

"Do you think I'm a big baby?"

"No," I grin. "I think it's cute that you're so afraid," I say while looking into her eyes.

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It's been about an hour and I think we're about to leave. Miley still has a phobia of rollercoasters. When we went on the ride earlier, she screamed the whole way and squeezed my hand until it turned a slight shade of purple.

"Want to go on the ferris wheel before we go?" I suggest.

"Did you not learn that I hate high heights earlier?"

"Believe me, I learned," I say laughing. "But I promise the ferris wheel isn't scary. You don't really feel it move. Also, the sun is setting so I bet it'll be really pretty to see from the top."

"Yeah, I bet it is more beautiful from a higher view," she says looking at the sunset. "Ok, let's go."

We head over to where the ferris wheel is and get in line.

Once Miley and I get situated in our seat, the wheel starts moving up. I notice that she stiffens up a little as we get higher from the ground. I put my arm around her and she immediately relaxes into me. When we get to the very top of the ferris wheel, we have the perfect view of the sunset.

"Whoa, it is really beautiful." Miley looks out at scenery then looks at me. "Isn't it?"

Miley's POV

"Isn't it?" I say looking into Nick's eyes. He has the most beautiful shade of brown as his eyes, I love it.

"Yeah, definitely is," he responds while looking deep into my eyes. A whole bunch of tiny, fluttering butterflies appear in my stomach when he says that. Oh my gosh, he just basically told me I was beautiful. A guy like Nick thinks I'm beautiful. Well, I'm pretty positive he was talking about me and not the sunset since he was looking into me.

His eyes look down to my lips and back at my eyes. I feel him lean towards my face and his eyes flutter close when were centimeters apart.

I'm freaking out inside my head right now. Nick's leaning in to kiss me. Holy shit.

I close my eyes shut, Nick's soft, velvet lips mold against my own. A million sparks tingle on my lips as we kiss. If I could feel one thing only for the rest of my life, it would be this. This is perfect. I've never had this feeling ever before in my life. I've had previous boyfriends that I've kissed but they never gave me this feeling that Nick does.

He suddenly pulls away from our kiss and removes his arm that was around me.

"Uh, sorry. I d-don't know why I did that," he says while running a hand through his curly hair, avoiding any eye contact with me.

I feel my heart shatter into a million tiny pieces. "Oh," I stutter out. I turn away from him and look out at the sunset and waves below us. I can feel hot tears beginning to form in my eyes.

Sorry if this chapter has a whole bunch of errors. I didn't really look over it!

R.I.P. to all of the innocent people who lost their lives on 9/11. They will always be in our hearts and never forgotten.

-Reagan