Think Lovely Thoughts

Three

LA, USA
Liam's POV
Faburary 10th

"It's been seventeen days since Miley ran off after I proposed to her. I figured she'd be back by now. It makes me really wonder what set her off. Was it something I said? Why would she do this? Maybe she just wasn't ready. But wouldn't she tell me? Maybe it was the ring. Did I make the wrong choice by giving her the old engagement ring? So many thoughts were racing through my head it felt like it was gonna explode. Noah and I were sitting in Miley's house just talking. Waiting to see Miley as if she was coming back today.

"Liam, c'mon. Don't beat yourself up over something that you didn't even do." Noah says to me.

"How can you be so sure I didn't set her off?" I ask.

"Because I know Miley. Nothing like that would set her off unless you said something really bad earlier. Like, really really bad." Noah replies.

"I don't think I did, either. We were just talking and stuff, then I proposed."

"What exactly did you say? Or do you not remember?"

"It was kind of personal, Noah." I reply.

"Well then why'd you do it in front of people?"

"I didn't, I mean...I did but it wasn't loud enough. Just loud enough so Miley and I could hear it. Okay okay I'll tell you."

"Yes!" Then I sigh.

"Miley Ray Cyrus, I've loved you since the day we met. I didn't know it then- but I have always loved you. You've made me laugh, cry, and mostly- smile. You've made me so happy in life. I really love you. I hope we can spend the rest of our lives together. I know what you've been through, I don't know how you feel but I know what you've been through. I hope you never have to go through that stuff again. I'll always be there to support you. I want to be a father. I want to marry you, Miley. Sure, we've had our ups and downs...but doesn't everybody? I hope you will take this ring...Miley Ray Cyrus...will you do the honor and make me the happiest man alive and...marry me?" Then Noah looks at me in awe.

"Awwww!! That's so friggin sweet! I have no idea why Miley would wanna run out on that. How in the hell did you remember that?!" She says with mixed emotions.

"I've been practicing that for forever. I don't think I'll ever forget it."

"That was like, the sweetest thing I've ever heard. I have no idea why she'd even run out like that after hearing what you just said. Like, if I were Miley I would say yes a billion times and hug you and stuff." Then I sigh. "Look Liam, I know my sister. She will come back and she will say yes. Please understand me." Noah explains.

"What am I supposed to understand? The fact that I proposed again to the love of my life and she walks away? I understand that, I just don't understand why." I say to Noah, then she sighs.

"I don't know, Liam. All I need you to understand that it isn't your fault!"

"You don't know that Noah!" Then I look at her with an appologetic face. "I'm sorry I yelled. I just- I don't even know anymore. I don't know what to do or say anymore now." Then I sigh, get up, then leave.

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Feburary 14th
Liam's POV

I was at Miley's house again sitting on the couch with Noah, scrolling through my pictures of Miley on my phone.

"I'm kinda missing home. Wanna watch Miley's house for me? That way we'll still watch it and if Miley comes back we'll know right away." Noah suggests, and I nod.

"Okay, sounds like a plan Stan." Then she smiles. "What?"

"Miley says that sometimes..."

"Oh. I forgot about that. Haha." I reply.

"Well text or call if you see her. I wanna know. I'm sure mom, dad, and everyone else does too. Everyone's so worried about her." Noah says, then we get up from the couch.

"Okay, will do. Want me to drive you home?"

"Oh, you don't have to do that." Noah replies.

"No, I insist. Cause I gotta get some clothes and my toothbrush and stuff." Then she nods.

"Okay." Then we head out the door, then lock it, then get into my car. We buckle up and I start my car. Then we head off to Noah's parents' house.

When we got to the house, I dropped her off. She said thanks and I drove to my house. When I got to my house I packed a few things, enough for a week. Hopefully she'll be back by then. I texted one of my good friends to watch my house for me, and he arrived just as I was heading out the door. I said thanks before I got in my car and left.

When I arrived to Miley's house, there was a car in the driveway. I instantly got worried. I took out my phone and called Noah.

"What Liam?" She answers. "I literally just left. What do you want?"

"There's a car here." I reply.

"So? What kind of car?"

"Does it matter?" I ask.

"No, just go in the house reeaallyyy quietly and like a ninja. Be prepared to get hurt or something in case it's a murderer."

"Gee thanks. And noooo I'm gonna go in there and shout and scream and make a whole bunch of noises." I say sarcastically.

"It's your funeral."

"Noah." I say seriously.

"Okay okay. Stay on the phone with me."

"Okay, I'm going in." Then I shut my door and lock my car. I left my stuff in there cause I didn't want to make a bunch of noises with me carrying around a backpack. I quietly walked to the door, then quietly opened it. There was no sign of forced entry. So I either forgot to lock the door or they had a key. I walked in, and stopped at the front door.

"Liam, you see anything?" Noah asks, and someone walks into the living room and I stop dead in my tracks. "Liam? Liiaammm." Noah says, then I drop my phone in shock.

"Miley?"