Can't Have You

Part 2 - But I wanted to

Part 2: Nick

"So, are you going to tell me what happened?" Joe asked me as we sat at the table the next morning.

"Tell you what happened with what?" I shot back, knowing exactly what he wanted to know but purposely ignoring it.

"Nick! You know exactly what I'm talking about! What happened with Miley last night!"

I took a sip from my coffee and slowly set my cup back down. "Uh, nothing happened."

"Nick, man, we saw you literally almost on top of her last night. When I asked if you guys had fucked in the car, I was joking! I wasn't insinuating that you should do it!"

"Woah, woah, woah. I didn't sleep with her. We were having a glass of wine and we both got caught up in the moment. I promise nothing happened, we didn't even kiss." But I wanted to.

"Oh my god, what happened last night?" Demi walked in the kitchen with her hair a mess, holding her temple to indicate she had a headache.

"Tequila happened last night," Joe snickered at her. I chuckled a little.

"Where's Miley?" Demi asked. Joe and I both shrugged our shoulders. "Will you go check on her, Nick?" I gave her a funny look, wondering why she was asking me to do it. "I would, but the thought of going up the stairs again hurts my head even more."

I nodded my head reluctantly and got up slowly. I made my way up the stairs and down to Miley's room, which was down the hall from the room I was staying in. I knocked and waited for her to answer. "Come in," said a small voice. I opened the door fully and saw Miley standing there in a white towel that barely covered her ass. I couldn't help but look at her legs. They were long and tan and looked to be freshly moisturized. "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought it was Demi... I would've put on something if I knew it was you." She looked down at what she had on and tried to cover up some more. I couldn't help but stare at her. When I didn't answer, she started talking again, "Uh, Nick, are you in there? Was there something you needed?"

I rubbed the back of my neck in embarrassment. "Oh, uh, yeah, Demi was wondering where you were. She's too hungover to check on you herself," I laughed a little. "How are you feeling?"

"Well, I woke up and had a killer headache. I jumped in the shower and it helped a little bit. I think I just need some food in my body now."

"Oh yeah, um, I'll just meet you downstairs then." I gave her a soft smile and made my way out of her room. Before I could shut the door all the way, I quickly turned to apologize about last night, I didn't know the next time we'd be alone just the two of us. "Oh, and Miley, about last night..." My voice has spooked Miley, because she thought I had already left, and caused her to let out a little shriek. Before I could process what was happening, her towel had dropped to the floor.

"Oh my god!" Miley squealed in fright before quickly picking up her towel and wrapping it back around her.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I-I..." I didn't know what to say. I quickly shut my eyes and put my hands over them. "I didn't see anything!" I was lying. I saw everything. And she was just as beautiful, if not more beautiful, than I remember.

"It's okay, Nick," Miley laughed awkwardly, "I'm covered now, you can open your eyes." I uncovered my eyes and shot her an awkward smile. "Um, you were about to say something before, you know... that happened..."  

"Yeah, uh, I just wanted to apologize for last night..." Before I could finish my statement, she had cut me off.

"Oh, yeah, that... just forget it ever happened. Well, technically, nothing did happen, so there's nothing to be sorry about, we both just got caught up in the moment." Yeah, you're right Mi, nothing happened, but we both know we wanted something to.