The next day, Miley found herself laying in bed when a light buzzing from her phone came from beside her. Yawning and stretching, not wanting to get up, she threw her hand out, feeling the top of the dresser beside her for her phone. Once she grabbed it into then palm of her hand she pulled it towards her, lazily flipping it open and seeing that she had not one but two new voicemails.
Furrowing her brows in confusion, she clicked call and waited until the line picked up on the other end.
“You have two new voicemails. Click 1 to hear the first one, click 2 to delete it and click 3 for assistance.”
Pressing the number one, Miley waited patiently as the message began, a soft raspy voice filling her eardrums seconds later.
“Hello baby, I hope you’re having a good morning so far. I probably woke you up but I just wanted to let you know that I have a surprise waiting for you downstairs in the kitchen, so dress up and enjoy. Remember, I love you and I hope this proves just how much. See you later baby, Justin.” And with that, the message ended.
A permanent smile fell its way onto her lips as she replayed the message once more once the receiver picked off the message and asked if she’d like to replay it. After she’d done just that, she saved the voicemail before listening to the second one, this time forcing herself out of bed and into the bathroom.
“Hey Miles, it’s me Nick. It’s been a while huh? Anyways, I just wanted to call to see how you’re doing and if you’d like to hang out sometime soon. I know you’re busy and all but I just thought since I’m in town it’d be nice to meet up. Well, I gotta go now. I’ll hopefully see you later. Bye!”
Smiling, Miley saved that message as well before continuing now with her daily routine. Walking out of the bathroom, she slipped off her pajamas and put on a fresh pair of jean shorts and a light shirt that was a bit big on her yet hung off the side of her one shoulder.
Making her way out of the room, she skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen where her eyes instantly fell upon a buffet of all things breakfast starting from orange juice to scrambled eggs to fresh crisped bacon. A gasp escaped her parted lips as she called a hand to her mouth in shock.
She couldn’t believe it. Justin, the Justin that’s hurt her more times then she can count actually made breakfast for her. All by himself she presumed.
Smiling to herself, she took a seat across from the food as she began to dig in, stuffing her face with all the delicious things Justin has made before gulping down the fresh squeezed orange juice.
Now this? This was the Justin she grew to love. She could definitely get used to this. . .
After her breakfast and doing a few course around the house, Miley plumped herself down on the couch, slipping out the phone in her back pocket before pressing it to her ear after dialing in an all too familiar number.
“Hello?”
“Hey!” Miley chimed while playing with the hem of her shirt.
“Hey beautiful, how’s it going? Did you like your breakfast?” Miley could sense a smile forming on his perfect plump lips.
“Yes!” She gushed with a huge smile and burning cheeks.
Justin couldn’t help but laugh. “Good, I’m glad. I wish I could have been there with you but I had work and stuff.” He sighed deeply.
Waving her hand dismissively as if her were there, she shook her head. “Don’t even worry about it. I understand besides you made me a huge series of food! I think there are leftovers.” She laughed.
