Think Lovely Thoughts

Twelve

LA, USA
May 3rd
Miley's POV

Liam and I have been working on the wedding planning some more. We've figured out the guests, photographer, the officiant, and the caterers. We decided to not have a live band, we decided to just have a DJ with some music. Now all we needed to figure out was where to have it, when, the florists, the rehursal, and the honeymoon.

"I want it to be in either June or July. I wanna be married to you before I go on tour." I say to Liam. This time we were at his house.

"I know, and I wanna be married to you too. But when are you going on tour?" He replies.

"Not sure. My album comes out in August. So probably a month or so after then."

"So we've got time then to get married and have a honeymoon."

"Yeah but I don't wanna be rushing everything. I want some time after the honeymoon to relax before I go on tour. Oh that reminds me, um, are you coming with me?" I ask, afraid he'll say no.

"Well...someone needs to take care of all your animals and my two dogs. I don't know..."

"It's fine if you don't want to Liam, don't beat around the bush. Just tell me you don't wanna go!"

"Miley, I never said that!"

"You're basically saying it! We could find someone else to watch them! You just don't wanna go!" Then he stands up.

"Miley, I never said I don't wanna go. But if you're gonna act this way while you're on tour, count me out! Take Noah or someone!"

"Liam! You know you don't wanna go, just admit it!" I say, standing up.

"No, Miley! Okay, fine. If this is what you want. I don't wanna go!" He shouts.

"See I knew you didn't want to!" I shout back.

"No I just said that cause you wanted me to! Dammit Miley you're so complicated!"

"I'm complicated?! I'm complicated?! You're the one that's fucking complicated! God why do you have to be such an asshole!" Then I grab my phone and storm out of his house.

"Miley, wait!" Then I slam his door behind me.

I get in my car and slam my door. I throw my phone on the passenger seat and slam my hands on the steering wheel. I start to cry, thinking about everything. Why were we even fighting? All I wanted to know was if he wanted to go on tour with me. Maybe I was being complicated. Who cares. Now we're fighting. How are we gonna get married if one little thing like that got us fighting? How will we work everything out? I don't wanna marry him then have to divorce him... I buckled up and started my car. I drove away from his house with tears in my eyes. When I reached my house I grabbed my phone and got out of my car, then locked it. I went up to my front door, unlocked it, and went inside. I got inside and my animals immediately greeted me, giving me love. I fed them, then sat on my couch and turned on the TV. I was trying to find something to watch when my phone went off. It was a text from Liam.

Liam: Miley, please. I'm sorry.

I just decided to ignore him.

Liam: Miley please talk to me. I'm sorry.

I put my phone down, and turned it on silent so I didn't hear my phone go off anymore. I decided to get up and take a shower. I went in my room and grabbed my bathrobe. I went into my bathroom and got ready for my shower. When the water was up to temperature I got in. So many thoughts were racing through my head as I showered.

Was I in the wrong? Maybe I overreacted. Maybe Liam's right, I am complicated. Maybe this is a mistake. Should I even marry Liam at this point? What if we get into bigger arguments and it leads to abuse? I can't go through all of that again. I don't want to hurt Liam. I don't wanna tell him I can't marry him. But I can't go through with a marriage that's just going to give me trouble...I love Liam, and he loves me. He really has his heart set on marrying me. But is it what I want? Maybe I should just end it with Liam. It would break his heart, though. I can't do that. But can I marry someone that I'm gonna fight with about everything? I mean, yeah, everyone fights. But...I don't know anymore.

A little while later, I got out of the shower and I dried myself off and put my bathrobe on. I walked out of my room and went into the living room to see if Liam had texted me anymore, but I knew he hadn't. Because he was standing right in front of me.

"Liam-"

"Miley, look. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. I shouldn't have said you were complicated. I was wrong. I'm sorry." He says, walking a little closer to me.

"No, Liam. I'm the one that should be sorry. I blew up just because you said "I don't know" and you seriously didn't even know if you wanted to go. I pushed you so far you said you didn't want to, but in reality I know you probably do. You just don't know who can watch our pets that long. I'm sorry, Liam. I-" Then he stops me with a passionate kiss. "That was a really nice way of telling me to shut up." I say, pulling away.

"Miley, we were both a little bit in the wrong there. I shouldn't have yelled. We shouldn't fight over something that little. I think we were just tired from planning everything. I was a little frazzled."

"So was I. And I shouldn't have yelled either. You're right, we really shouldn't fight over something that stupid. I shouldn't have called you an asshole. I just...everything's got me so worried and frusterated. I wanna get married but I don't wanna rush it but I wanna get married before I go on tour. It's too much."

"No it isn't Miley. We can work it out. I love you and that's all that matters." Then he kisses me on the lips for about three seconds. It's true. We can work it out. And I will marry Liam.