My Complicated Love Story

“Are You ready sweetheart?” My mom asked me softly as I packed my bags. I nodded my head, and faked a smile. “Now don’t be shy, Katie. You know they love you!” She comforted me. I sighed, “Thanks mom, but what about Nicholas?” With a small warm smile, she said, “Don’t you worry about Nick, Katie, he has changed, believe me!” I nodded my head again, and pulled my bag off the bed, carrying it down the stairs with my dad’s help. “Now, if you need anything, you know our number.” My dad said, smiling. For the third time today, I nodded my head, and got into the bus.

    Once I was at the airport, I turned off my cell phone, and sighed deeply. “Passengers heading to Los Angeles, California, please board your flight now.” A lady’s voice said through the speakers as I got off the chair, carrying my bags with me.
    I got off the plane, and walked around the airport, I was lost. Until I saw a familiar face with black glasses, a hat, and a scarf around his neck. It was Nicholas. He was much taller, and handsomer than before. “Katie?” He asked, with a look of confusion. With a nod, I smiled, and said, “Yes, Nicholas, it’s me!”
    To my surprise, he actually hugged me tightly, wrapping his muscular arms around my waist, and placing his head next to mine. “I missed you!” He said when we got into his car. “I did too!”
“So tell me, how have you been since we left?” He asked quietly, knowing I was angry when they did. “Well, Nichols…” Nick looked at me and smiled, “Why do you keep calling me Nicholas? You know you can call me Nick!”
“Okay, Nicholas, I was lonely, sad, and angry that you left. You know you promised you won’t!” I replied, ignoring his previous comment. He sighed, “I’m sorry Katie, I never meant to do that! You were my best friend! I loved you…”
“So you don’t love me now?” I asked. He shook his head, “I do, it’s just that if I say I love you know, you’d think…” I cut him off by saying, “I’d think that you want to be with me?” He sighed and nodded his head,  looking away. I admired him, his gorgeous curls were still there, except now, they were shorter. His eyes were still the amazing brown ones I saw a long time ago. He looked perfect.
    Nick’s phone vibrated. He took it out and pressed the answer button. “Hello? Yeah, she’s with me…we’re coming home now…okay, we’ll see you in a while, love you!”
“Mrs. Jonas?” I asked him curiously.
He shook his head no, “Miley, my girlfriend.”
I felt a little sick when he mentioned her name, “Miley Cyrus?”
“Yeah, that’s the one.”
“Great, not only do I have to live with my so called best friend, I have to live with his whiny girlfriend too!”
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