JUSTIN'S P.O.V
I can't believe I just said that about Miley. I mean, it's true that I am starting to like her, but I can't let 'feelings' get to me. I'll take Miley out on more dates then I'll release the song. That way, she'll develop feelings for me and she'll end up getting hurt.
"Justin?" Miley called my name as I was lost in thought.
"Yeah?" I answered back as I smiled down at her.
"Want to go to 'Pizza Hut?' They have the chicken wings with cinnamon rolls and I want all that!" She said as she was excited. She's such an adorable munchkin. "Yeah, let's go. I'll pay." I said as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and walked out to get pizza.
After we got the pizza, I took her to my hotel room so we could watch tv and eat our pizza.
"This pizza is so bomb! I love it. Thank you babe- I mean Justin." She looked embarrassed. I've never had someone call me babe, not even Selena has called me that. She looked away and started to pick up all the trash. "Miley?" I called her as she didn't turn around, but she hummed in response.
"C'mere." I said simply as she walked over to me, but didn't look at me. I picked up her head to look at me and I leaned in to kiss her. I just had to. I've wondered if maybe I was so cold hearted because I've never had real love from women, aside from my mother and grandmother.
She had now wrapped her arms around my neck and I wrapped them around her waist. This wasn't me. I usually push a girl against the wall and kiss her like that, but she was different. I felt safe with her. She pulled away from the kiss and pecked my lips one last time.
"You should never be embarrassed of calling me 'babe.' I've never been called that, so it feels nice. Alright babygirl?" I said as she blushed at the cute nickname.
"Okay, well I got to go to my suite. It's already 9:35 PM and I have to wake up at 7 tomorrow. I'll call you tomorrow. See you." She said as she leaned in and gave me a quick peck. I saw her as she left and I smiled.
Why was I so happy?
MILEY'S P.O.V
Why was I so happy? Well dumbass, maybe because you just kissed the guy of your dreams? I talked to myself as I made my way to my suite, which for some reason felt lonely without Justin.
I honestly can't believe that Justin is actually changing. I mean, I do see a change in him already, but sometimes I feel like, is he just messing with me?
I pushed that idea to the back of my head as I put on my pajamas and laid down, letting sleep take over me.
As the morning came, I was on my way to the studio at 6:30 AM. I saw a bunch of paparazzi's outside the studio, as if they were waiting for me. My bodyguard pushed me through everyone and got me inside.
"Hey, how's my favorite artist?" I heard as I looked up and saw Scooter smiling at me.
"What's up Scooter?"
"Nothing much kiddo, we just need to get this show on the road." He said as he began to flip through some notepad that had my songs in them. "Are all these songs recorded?" He asked as he got to the last page. I've written exactly 16 new songs since my last recording.
"No, those are the ones that still need to be recorded. I'm thinking maybe another album out of the 16 songs?" I looked at him as he had the biggest smile on his face.
"You're progressing so much, and in all honesty, I'm very proud of you." He said and gave me a quick hug before I got in the studio and began my recording.
As I was nearly finished with my 5th song, I heard the front door open, and in came Justin. I smiled to myself and went back to recording my song.
After the song was over, he waved at me and took me out of the recording booth. "I missed you baby-girl." He said as he hugged me and kissed the top of my head. "I missed you too." I looked up and gave him a quick peck.
"How's the song recording going?" He asked as he looked around the booth and saw that many of my written songs were scattered all over the floor. "You're not exactly the neatest." He chuckled at his own joke, and then left to let me finish recording.
"Let's hear the playback." Justin said to Scooter as he played my recorded songs. Justin bobbed his head to the beat as he smiled at me. "You're an amazing song writer. I'm so proud of you baby." He said as he kept dancing to my song, "Party in the U.S.A."
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