HEY! It's Maddie and this is officially the first chapter put out while Mariah and I are 300 miles apart. We will continue this story and hopefully the wait won't be too long between updates.. But let's be honest.. we will be pretty busy. Enjoy!
And ignore any typos.. Mariah typed this on a bus and it's late as shit and my brain is fried.
Alex Pettyfer took a turn around the crowded streets of New York City, jogging and dodging the women with strollers and the homeless man begging for money. He tried to keep up his usual pace, but found his breath heavy and his heart pounding. He slowed down at the next intersection and waited until there was a large enough gap between the cars to get through. He noticed a CVS Pharmacy down the block and decided it wouldn't be a bad idea to stop and get himself a Gatorade. He jogged all the way to the doors, then slowed down and walked into the air-conditioned building.
The cold of the refrigerated section felt good on his damp skin, so he lingered there, deciding on the flavor of Gatorade he wanted, though he already knew which one he was going to buy. He pulled a Cool Blue drink off the shelf and was about to walk away from the section when he heard a voice. "Alex?"
He turned to find Danielle with a basket full of random items. He smiled at her. "Hey. Uh, I'd give you a hug but I'm all sweaty."
"Thanks for sparing me." She laughed.
Alex had almost gone a full 30 minutes without thinking about Taylor, but Danielle was a link to her. He frowned, thinking about how she must be. He asked anyways. "How is she?"
Danielle knew exactly who he was talking about and paused before answering. "I haven't seen much of her. But from what I've heard she's not doing too good. She's barely left your apartment."
Hearing that felt like a punch to the gut. "I feel so awful. And I can't stop thinking about her. We have never spent this much time mad at each other. Or, well, her mad at me. I got really angry at her that night, but I was just tired. I had just gotten off an eight hour flight and I was surprised. I didn't mean to hurt her like that. "
"Well then maybe you need to go talk to her." Danielle advised, seeing a bag of Doritos on the shelf and grabbing one, putting it in her basket.
"I can't. She hates me." The truth was, Alex knew she didn't hate him, but if he were Taylor he'd want to rip his head off.
"She doesn't. Or not yet at least, unless you fix this. Her heart is shattered and it's your job to pick up the pieces. I'll see you around." Danielle smiled pitifully, grabbing one more bag of chips as she left the aisle.
Sighing, Alex bought the Gatorade and took a few long sips of it. He didn't really feel like going back to his friend Kyle's apartment. It wasn't his home and he felt out of place there.
He took a seat on the bench outside of CVS and grabbed his phone, dialing Nick's number.
"Hey Alex, what's up?" Nick answered.
"Nothing, just went for a run. Do you want to chill today?" Alex wondered, taking another sip from the bottle.
"Sure. I can see if they have an opening at the golf course if you want to do that. Justin just called though. Should I invite him?"
"Yeah, that's fine. I don't really care. Text me after you call the golf course." Alex said, standing up and throwing his empty Gatorade bottle away. Then in hit him. He didn't have any of his golf clothes with him. "Wait, can I come over and borrow some clothes? All my golf stuff is at the apartment."
"Yeah, that's cool. Where are your clubs?" Nick asked.
"In storage. I can sneak down there, though. Taylor doesn't like the basement."
Nick laughed, then stopped, probably feeling bad for him. "Okay, do you need me to pick you up?"
"Nah, I'll take a cab. See you soon." Alex hung up and went to the side of the road, hailing a cab quickly.
"Where to sir?" The driver asked, starting the meter.
"Silver Towers… Do you know where that is? I think it's on 42nd street." He felt bad for forgetting, but at least he remembered around where it was.
"Yeah, I know where it is." The cabbie sped off in, hopefully, the right direction.
In just a few minutes, they made it to Nick's apartment building. He thanked the driver, giving him the money plus a little extra, and got out. He walked to the doors, and then pressed the only button that didn't have a name next to it. It was easy to remember, because Nick couldn't put his name there because of fans and paparazzi.
"Yeah?" Nick answered through the speaker.
"It's Alex. Has your combination for the elevator changed in the last month?"
"No, it's still the same. Come on up." The buzzer sounded and Alex opened the door, walking into the lobby, then to the elevator, and into Nick's apartment. Nick was exactly where Alex expected him to be: planted in front of the TV watching Sports Center.
"Hey man." Alex took a seat on the couch by him.
"Hey. I called the golf course. They have an opening in like an hour."
"Did you call Justin?" Alex leaned back, getting comfortable on the couch.
"Yeah, he's meeting us there a little before 1:15, which is our tee time." Alex nodded, and then they both focused their attention on the sports news.
"We're gonna have to tee off without him…" Nick said. This was typical Justin. First he's late, then he shows up with…
"Alex! Nick!" Selena came skipping from the parking lot, wearing little plaid shorts and a polo.
"Of course he brought Selena." Nick muttered under his breath before she got too close. She gave both of them a hug, then waited for Justin to arrive.
"Sorry we're late."
"It's no problem. But I only paid for three of us to be golfing." Nick stated. Alex knew Nick had no problem with Selena, but he didn't like when she always tagged along. Alex didn't really either.
"Oh, I'm not going to golf. Just maybe hit one or two of Justin's balls."
Alex kept in his laugh, but Nick didn't. He chuckled loudly and Selena looked at Justin, confused. He just shook his head and laughed softly at his girlfriend.
They all took their turns teeing off and began walking towards where their golf balls were.
"So Nick, how's Miley?" Alex asked before anyone asked about Taylor.
"She's really good. She met my mom yesterday." Nick smiled.
"Your mom? Wow, that's a big step." Alex teased. "But really, was it all good?"
"Yeah, they got along really well. Better than any of my other girlfriends in the past." Alex's eyes glanced at Selena and Nick quickly spoke up. "Sorry, Sel."
"Oh no, it's okay. I know your mom didn't like me very much." She shrugged it off.
There was a pause before Nick spoke up again. "So, what do you guys think about her?"
"She's hot." Justin said, not caring that his girlfriend was right there.
Selena shrugged it off. "Yeah, she is." Weirdos.
Alex spoke up after to give his opinion. "She seems cool. Definitely nothing like Delta. And anyone can tell she really likes you."
"I like her too, surprisingly. She's like the opposite of every girl I've ever dated." Justin was about to talk but Nick continued. "Except yes, how hot she is. I even wrote a song about her. And it's good. Not like any of the other crap I've written in the last couple months."
"Are you going to record it right away?" Selena wondered, grabbing onto Justin's hand.
"I'm going to see if I can write a couple more before I do. So I can make the recording company happy…" Nick slowly stopped talking, getting distracted by the big-breasted brunette who was playing golf in front of them.
"Nick… Miley, remember?" Alex reminded him.
Nick chuckled. "I can look. Me looking does not equal cheating on Miley. Like I ever would anyways." He swung, the ball flying out into the distance. "Anyways, have you talked to Taylor at all?"
"No. I don't know what to say." Alex glanced over at Selena. "Have you talked to her, Selena?"
"Barely. We texted a few days ago, but she gave me one-word answers, so I stopped bugging her. I never did hear what happened between you guys."
"We both said some things we didn't mean, and we decided mutually, but very angrily, that we should break up." Alex explained, silently wondering what Taylor could be thinking. He didn't mean what he said, but he wasn't quite sure about her. It really hurt him that she thought she was pregnant and never told him, but he could sympathize with her a bit. She had figured out that he and Ariana had been having sex in Milan, and didn't feel that she and Alex were committed enough where he wouldn't freak out.
But the truth was… If Taylor had been pregnant, Alex would have stepped up because he loved her. Commitment scared him, he liked his freedom, but Taylor meant the world to him and he could imagine giving up that freedom for her.
"Sounds like you need to fix it." Selena said, taking a putter from Justin's bad and hitting the ball a little too hard.
"Thanks, Selena. I'm sure Alex didn't know that." Selena smiled triumphantly until she realized Nick was being sarcastic. She frowned and stepped closer to Justin.
Alex debated it many times in his head; he knew that he needed to see her. He did need to fix it, but he also just plain missed her. Missed her smile, her laugh, her kisses. He sighed involuntarily. Man, he loved her so much. Why did he have to be such an idiot?
Turning the key in the lock, Alex opened his apartment door for the first time in days. The stench of Lysol hit him right away, followed by the aroma of cookies. Poking inside, he saw that Taylor had bought three huge jars, which were now full of cookies. Then there were brownies next to the oven in the pan still.
The TV was on, and he could see a few locks of Taylor's hair falling over the side of the couch. He tried to quietly move towards the bedroom, but, of course, his foot got stuck on a stool and he went crashing down towards the ground with a loud bang.
Taylor jumped up, definitely awake now, and looked at him. "Alex, what are you doing here?"
"Um… Uh… I came to talk."
She stared at him for a second, then nodded. "Okay." Alex could see the sad look in her eyes, and he knew he should start from the beginning.
"When did the whole pregnancy scare happen?" He crossed the room and sat down on the couch.
She sat down again, keeping her distance. "Do you care? I'm not pregnant…" Her hostility didn't last long as her eyes filled up with tears.
"Taylor… I'm not mad at you." He grabbed her hands. "Please just tell me. I do care. Very much."
She looked down. "It was about a week after you left for Milan… I got really sick and I took a pregnancy test. It was positive. The day you came home, I got my period. Done, that was it."
"Did you want to be pregnant?"
She pulled her hands away. "Of course I didn't, Alex. Eventually, yes. With a guy who is ready to commit to me." Taylor didn't sound angry, just hurt. Alex would be too if he were her.
"I want to be with you, Tay, but you know how I feel about commitment."
"I know. And I understand your fears, but I can't take it not knowing if I'm enough for you or if you're out with another girl. It kills me." A few tears rolled down her cheeks and Alex wiped them away. "I need consistency in my life."
Hearing her finally admit what she wanted from him and how badly she wanted was hard. He grabbed her hands back and looked her straight in the eyes. "I want you back. If that means I don't look at another girl ever again, if that's what you want, I'll do it. I just want to make you happy, because I love you."
Taylor sighed, pushing her face into their intertwined hands and started to sob.
Alex pulled one of his hands away and rubbed her back. He felt so bad he had made her feel that awful. "Tay? Tay, I'm sorry. Please don't cry."
Taylor took a minute to collect herself before she sat up. "That's all I've ever wanted to hear from you. I don't understand why it took you this long…"
"You never said anything and I just thought-" he stopped himself. "I'm so sorry."
"What made you change your mind?" Taylor wondered, wiping the remaining tears from her face.
"I just realized I've been stupid. You're all I could think about and I figured I only need you, and no other girls even compare to you." Taylor smiled slightly and Alex opened his arms. "Come here. It's been too long."
Taylor sat a little closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her. She took a deep breath and snuggled into him. Alex smiled and kissed her on her head. She looked up at him. "It was miserable without you. I didn't even get to enjoy how pretty our condo is."
Alex looked around. "It does look great. I hated staying with Kyle. It smells in his apartment, and there was no you there."
Taylor nodded. "It was really lonely here. I tried to keep myself busy, but no matter what I did I couldn't stop thinking about you. I don't want something like that to ever happen again."
"I saw that. How many cookies have you made?"
Taylor sighed. "Hm… I think like 20 dozen."
"That's a lot of cookies." Alex squeezed her tighter in his arms. "I bet they're delicious. You were always good at baking."
"They are pretty good. I haven't eaten that many of them though. It was more fun just to make them." Taylor relaxed a little bit and leaned her head on Alex's shoulder. "So what now? What happens with us? As much as I want to forget everything we can't just ignore it."
"We slow things down a bit. Maybe move back in together, if that's okay, but start going on dates again," he answered.
"Sounds confusing." Taylor smiled genuinely, looking back at him.
"Then we'll figure it out together."
"So you guys are good?" Nick asked him as they sat down for lunch the next day.
"I think so. We're just testing everything out right now. We're gonna start going on dates again, so I've been starting to think about what kind of fun things we used to do when we started dating and we haven't done in a while."
"Miley and I are going out tonight to get pizza. You guys should come with us. It'll be like the beginning of a relationship where you go on double dates to make it less awkward." Nick suggested, opening his menu.
"That sounds like fun, actually. You should text Miley and see if that's okay with her, then I'll text Taylor and see if she can tonight."
Nick texted Miley right away and they ordered their lunch.
"So what's going on with the studio? Have you written anymore songs?" Alex wondered, taking a sip of his soda.
"I only have 3 and I'm in the middle of writing a fourth. I think I'll start recording within the next week. I even gave Tori some time off until I start working again. Overall, though, the recording company is really happy with me." Nick smiled. "Miley really wants to hear them though. And I've never been more nervous to play them for her."
"Please, you're fucking Nick Jonas. Every girl loves your songs. Miley will not be an exception." Nick shook his head and chuckled at Alex, before checking his phone.
"Miley says that she'd love if you guys came. She's so sweet."
Alex shook his head. "I never thought I'd see the day that a girl had you wrapped around her finger. When did you get so whipped?"
"I am not whipped, I just really, really like her…" Nick shrugged and Alex laughed, pulling out his phone. He typed a quick message to Taylor asking her if she was busy tonight and if she'd like to go out with Miley and Nick. She replied right away and said she wasn't busy and going out sounded like fun.
After eating their lunches, Nick and Alex started walking around the city. Alex put on his Ray Bans and looked around. "Where do you want to go? Shopping?"
Nick shrugged his shoulders. "Sounds good. Where to first?"
Alex looked around and spotted a jewelry store. He nodded towards it. "Over there. I need to start getting Taylor gifts to say I'm sorry."
"There aren't paparazzi around are there?" Nick looked down the street both ways. "We don't need any engagement rumors."
"Who cares?" Alex couldn't give a crap about the paparazzi or rumors. If he wanted to go into a jewelry store, he was going to do it.
"Yeah, I guess." They walked into Tiffany's and glanced around. "What do you want to get her?" Nick asked, staring at all the silver jewelry in the shop.
"I don't know yet. Let's look around." They walked next to all the glass cases, glancing at the diamonds and pendants.
But it wasn't the bracelets or the necklaces that Alex stopped at. It was the engagement rings. He knew him and Taylor had just fixed things but he couldn't help but just look. He stared at all of them, knowing Taylor would love every single one. He tried to remember what she had told him about her dream engagement ring, and the only thing he could remember was the word cushion.
A sales associate walked up to him and smiled. "Is there something I can help you find?"
"Is there a ring called a cushion?" He asked dumbly, trying to figure out which one it could be.
"Yes we do." She pulled out a tray with about 15 rings on it, and put it on top of the glass. "We have a lot of cushion rings. Does your girlfriend like bigger, more extravagant things or more simple?"
"Definitely more simple." Then Alex saw it. It was a ring with just a plain diamond in the middle with diamonds wrapped around the band. "That one." Alex turned around and saw Nick looking at a bunch of necklaces. "Nick, come look at this."
Nick turned to Alex and walked over. "Did you find something?" He looked down and saw the rings. "Um, engagement rings?"
"I'm just looking around. But this one…" Alex picked up the one that caught his eye and showed it to Nick. "It's perfect. I mean, maybe I could get it and wait as long as I need to…"
"Maybe you should think about it a little bit more. You can always come back and get it later." Nick suggested.
"Yeah." Alex put the ring down, knowing Nick was right, and looked at the sales lady. "I might be back. Thank you for your help." She nodded and Alex turned to Nick. "Ready to go?"
"No, actually I'm not. Should I get Miley this necklace?" He pulled Alex over to the necklace case and pointed to a necklace with a silver dream catcher pendant with diamonds. "Too much?"
"Maybe a little bit. She just lost her job; do you really think she wants an $10,000 necklace?" Alex reasoned.
"But I think she'd really like it…" Nick sighed and stared at the necklace.
"Then get it, but you may have to bring it back." Alex shook his head at him. Nick just smiled and told the sales woman to wrap the necklace up.
"Hey Miley." Taylor smiled and hugged her, then Nick. "Thanks for inviting us on your date."
"It was no problem. I spend too much time with him by myself too much anyways." Miley smiled at Nick and Nick frowned. She laughed and kissed him. "I'm just kidding."
"Stop it, lovebirds. We don't want to see that." Alex pushed them apart as they sat down at the booth at the casual pizza place.
"So, Taylor, Demi showed me the picture of your Billboard Awards dress. It is gorgeous." Miley spoke up.
"Thank you, Danielle made it for me. She's really talented. If you ever need a dress for an award show, go to her."
"An award show? Me?" Miley laughed, and Nick looked at her.
Taylor spoke to lighten the mood before they got in an argument. "You never know, Miley. Dating a musician really has its advantages sometimes." She grinned at Nick and then took a sip of the water that was sitting in front of her. Oh how Alex missed her bubbly personality. And he was so glad she was acting exactly how she was before all this shit happened. It seemed like a good sign; like everything would be okay in the end.
"I need to go get freshened up. Miley, want to come with me?" Taylor asked and Miley nodded, both of them standing up and walking with her to the bathrooms.
"You and Taylor seem perfect. Like nothing really happened." Nick observed.
"I know, it's great." Alex thought about it for a second and smiled. "I think I'm going to go buy the ring. I may not propose for years, but at least I'll have it. Because I love her and I know she's definitely the one."
"Good for you, man. If that's what you want then you should do it."
After the girls came back, they all ate their pizza, laughing and joking around about everything like friends do. It was after they broke off into their own couples that Alex got nervous. Yeah, Taylor was okay when they were around other people, but how was she going to act when they were alone?
"I had fun tonight." Taylor grabbed Alex's hand and smiled up at him.
"Me too. We finally found another couple other than Justin and Selena to hang out with." Taylor laughed at his comment and nodded.
"I really like Miley, too," he continued. "She's so real and actually nice. It's a change from his previous sluts." Taylor moved to the curb and reached her hand out to hail a cab. Alex pulled her arm down. "Want to just walk? It's beautiful out tonight."
"Sure, I'd love that." They began walking hand-in-hand down the street in silence for a bit before she spoke up. "So, I never really got to ask you how the modeling went in Milan."
"Oh, it was great. I got a lot more experience and it was a blast walking runway shows. I've got my sexy walk down. You would have loved watching it all." Alex pulled her close to him, wrapping one of his arms around her shoulder and kissing the top of her head.
"Hey Alex?" Taylor stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you I thought I was pregnant." She sighed and looked down, intertwining their hands.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, okay? I understand why you did it, and I'm sorry you had to go through that by yourself. I wish I could have been there for you more. I love you, and I feel such an ass that I didn't realize what I had before." Alex held her face in his hands. "I love you so so so so much Beautiful."
Taylor smiled bigger than he had ever seen her smile before. She stood up taller and planted a kiss on his lips. Alex knew that if they could get through what they did, they could get through anything. Now he was positive getting the engagement ring was the right thing to do. And who knows? Maybe he'd be able to use it sooner than he thought.
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