The Perfect Boyfriend

Chapter One

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When she stares at your mouth…
Kiss her

"Maybe you should just leave" Miley's mom replied calmly to her husbands words, she was sick of everything, and finding him with another woman in her own house was enough to tick her off to the end

"Honey" she cut him off right there

"I don't want to hear it Robby Ray, leave, now" she was amazed at how calm she could be in a situation like this, maybe because she knew it was coming and she was prepared

"Fine, don't come crawling back to me though when you need money to support the kids" he barges out of the house after claiming his last words and Miley sobs quietly at the top of the stairs when she hears the sound of her dad's vehicle starting, then driving away.

Miley watches as her mom collapses on the carpeted floor in the living room, crying into her hands and screaming "Why?" every few seconds. She runs down the stairs, rubbing her mom's back and trying to calm her down with soothing words "It's going to be okay Mom, we don't need him" Miley knows that her Dad is the support system on the family, the person everyone turns to in financial need or help and she knows that it's going to be rough without him there. So she decides that she's going to need to find a job as soon as she can, so it'll be easier on her mom.

"I know sweetie, we'll make it through" her mom rubs her cheek with her thumb, trying to stop the tears from leaking through her eyes

"I love you mom" Miley kisses her mom's forehead and pulls her into a hug "I love you too Smiley" she kisses the top of her daughter's head and pats her back lightly.

"I'm going to fix some dinner, what do you want?" she shrugs her shoulders

"Anything is fine" her mom nods and walks off into the kitchen.

Miley sighs and walks up to her room, she notices how quiet the house is already, she thinks to herself 'On the bright side, I won't have to hear all the fighting anymore' she enters her bedroom doors and flops down on her bed, the cushion adjusting to her weight. She grabs her phone off the nightstand and dials a familiar number.

The phone rings twice, only two times, before the line is connected and Miley is talking to her personal support system.

"Miles?" she smiles at the sound of his voice.

"Hey Nicky" she picks at the hem of her camisole, waiting for him to reply.

"What's up?" normally, this is how their conversations always start out, it's just them talking casually, trying to find out why the other called, maybe something's wrong, or maybe one just wants to talk to the other.

"Can you come over?" she doesn't need to reply to his question, he doesn't really need to know what's up, at least not yet.

"Sure, I'll be over in about five minutes" she mumbles 'thanks' and shuts her phone, placing it back on its spot on the nightstand.

Exactly three minutes later she hears the doorbell ring from downstairs, then her mom's feet shuffle across the floor until she's in front of the door, Miley imagines her mom wiping off her clothes and then putting on a fake smile and opening the door

"Well, hello there Nicholas" Miley grins.

"Hey Tish, is Miley upstairs?" her mom quietly answers and Miley hears the door shut, and more shuffles of feet.

"Knock, Knock" she smiles and looks toward the door, Nick walks through the open door, taking a seat at the edge of her bed, close to her feet. He rubs her toes, looking up at her with worried eyes.

"What's wrong Miles?" she sighs.

"How do you know something is wrong?" he gives her a knowing look.

"The vibe" she laughs and he joins in, then he stops and looks at her seriously, still rubbing her feet.

"Seriously Miley, what's wrong" she sits up in the bed, pulling her feet out of his hands, he inches closer so that he's sitting beside her on the bed, he wraps his arms around her petite body and kisses the top of her head.

"Dad's gone" his face goes blank, he knew that there was trouble in the Stewart household but he never imagined one of them would actually leave.

"Well, actually, mom told him to leave" he hugs her tighter, knowing that this has to be killing her; she loves her dad more than anything.

She carefully tells him the whole story, starting from the beginning when her mom walked into the living room, coming home from a hard day at work and seeing her own husband kissing some blond on her couch, she tells him how she'd been watching the whole thing from the top of the stairs but didn't know what to say so she let them continue their make out session.

"It was horrible Nicky, I had to sit there and watch him cheat on Mommy and there was nothing I could do, this is all my fault, I should have stopped them" tears flow from her eyes, leaving a trail behind on her cheeks, she pushes her head into his chest and allows the smell of his Axe cologne to soothe her.

"No it's not baby, it's not your fault" his hand makes circles on her back, as he kisses her head every few seconds.

"Dinner's ready!" Tish yells up the stairs, and Miley's head flies up from Nick's chest

"Crap" she jumps up from the bed and goes over to her vanity, wiping off all the smeared makeup and applying some fresh eye liner and mascara

"Does it look like I've been crying?" she turns her head toward Nick, realizing that he is standing to her right, laughing as she worries about her looks.

"You look beautiful" she sighs

"That's not what I asked, does it look like I've been crying?" he kisses her forehead

"No, it doesn't look like you've been crying" she looks in the mirror one more time anyways and then gets up from her vanity chair, latching her fingers with Nick's.

They walk down the stairway, and then into the kitchen, smelling the delicious smell of Tish's cooking.

"It smells wonderful Mom" Miley takes her usually seat at the dinner table, Nick taking the seat beside her.

Brandi, Miley's older sister, bounces down the stairs, taking her seat and putting food on her plate. Miley glances over at her sister, noticing her red rimmed eyes 'Mom must have told her' she thinks to herself, while sticking her fork into the food on her plate.

Forks clatter against the material of the plates, everyone around the dining table at loss for words, really what is there to talk about?

Eventually, dinner ends, still no words have been said and no words will be said at the dinner table, for a long time to come. Brandi pushes her chair back, looking absently ahead of her as she tromps up the stairs; Miley watches her go, sighing at the sadness of her sister. Minutes later, Nick takes Miley's hand and takes her upstairs, leaving her mother sitting at the table by herself, her head in her hands as she curses herself, trying to figure out where she went wrong in her marriage.

Meanwhile upstairs in Miley's bedroom, the teenage girl runs her hand through her hair, sighing as she shuts the door. Nick wraps his arms around his girlfriend, whispering softly in her ear that everything is alright. Miley sighs again as she her eyes fill up with salty tears.

"We're broken" he shakes his head no, kissing her softly on her neck.

"No you're not, you all are just fine" her head falls, her eyes boring into the floor.

"What are we going to do? We don't have enough money anymore Nick? We're going to go bankrupt, then what?" she turns around in his arms, tears falling down her cheeks; slowly he wipes the tears away, replacing the trail of tears with a trail of kisses.

"Calm down sweetie, everything's going to be okay, we can help you with the financial problems" this causes her to cry even more.

"I don't want to use your money, it would feel wrong" Nick walks her over to her bed and sits her down, then he sits down next to her, placing his hand behind her neck, as he massages the tense spot with ease. He tries to break away from the money issue, kissing her forehead and smiling down at her.

"I love you Miley" she smiles back at him.

"I love you too" her eyes stare into his and his smile grows wider, slowly, he watches her eyes move down to his lips, staying there until he finally makes the move and connects their lips together. Their lips move with ease, their arms wrapped around one another, they know that this is where they belong, with each other.

A/n: The chapters aren't as long as they were in Bleeding Loner?, none of them are. All the chapters are going to be around this length. I'm sorry, it just doesn't work out if they're any longer. Tell me if you like it, because I've been hesitant about posting this for a while now, tell the complete honest truth and if enough people want me to write this, I will.

Thanks. I hope you like it, and review, lots =)