Think Lovely Thoughts

Nineteen

Melbourne, Australia
July 23rd
Miley's POV

Liam and I have been on our honeymoon for a month now and we were on the airplane going home. I was sad to see it over, but my single drops in two days which I was excited for. I still have to tell Liam about me and Shane...

"Liam..." I say, we were just getting situated on the plane.

"Yeah?" He asks. "What's up baby?"

"Um...I- I uh. It's just-"

"Miley? Is something wrong? What could be wrong? We just spent a month on a honeymoon." Then I sigh.

"Something happened the night before the wedding..." I say nervously.

"Miley, if it's something bad, can it wait til we're somewhere private?" Then I nod.

"Okay."

"Oh god, it's bad."

"Liam..."

"Oh god...oh god. Is this gonna ruin..." Then he starts to whisper. "The marriage?"

"It might. It depends on how mad you are at me."

"Oh god it's really bad." Then he sighs. "Really super bad, isn't it?"

"It depends on your point of view...in mine, it's pretty bad. I feel horrible about it. It's-"

"Miley, let's talk about it later. Okay?" Then I nod, tearing up. "Shh, it's okay baby. It's okay."

"No it isn't." I argue.

"Okay, well let's sort it out when we get back. Are we going to my house or yours?"

"Let's go to mine." Then he nods and puts his arm around me, then kisses my cheek.

"I love you. I always will." Then I open my mouth to speak, but he interrupts me. "No matter what. We'll work it out."

"Okay..."

Then the rest of the plane ride was pretty silent. We had a few conversations here and there, but other than that, it was silent.

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LA, USA

When we got off the plane, we got into a limo and told the driver to go to my house. When we got to my house, I unpacked and Liam just set his bags on the floor until he was ready to go back to his house. I took his hand and pulled him over to my couch.

"Liam...you're gonna hate me, then break up with me, then possibly kill me." I say, scared.

"Miles, I wouldn't ever kill you. Nothing would ever make me wanna do that." He insists.

"I uh...well. Brandi, Katie, Molly, Noah, and I were at a pizza place. Then mom wanted Noah home so the girls and I went to a strip club and we spend a lot of the night there. We got really high and really drunk." Then I tear up, and sigh. "Then I was walking to the bathroom when this guy stops me. He was uh...he was tall and handsome. I couldn't help myself because I was so wasted. He was flirting heavily with me, and I didn't stop him...we made out. Like a lot. And Molly, Brandi, and Katie tried to pull us away but I called them bitches and didn't listen to them. I will totally understand if you wanna break it off. I'll totally understand. I mean, I would if it were me." Then he looks furious.

"Miley." Then I close my eyes and prepare myself for a brutal yelling and possibly beating. "I'm angry. I'm furious."

"I know. And I'll understand if you wanna-"

"But I'm not breaking up with you." Then I open my eyes and look at him.

"What?" I ask confused.

"I'm not breaking up with you...you were wasted, you had no idea what you were doing. Alcohol does that to people. I know you'd understand if I did that. Miley, I'm not happy about it. In fact I'm really pissed. But I'm more pissed at him because the way you told the story he wasn't drunk. And he knew we were engaged. So it's really a lot of his fault for not pushing you away."

"Liam...but I-"

"Miley, no. Don't beat yourself up about it. Okay? I'm mad, yes. I'm pissed, yes. But I'm not breaking up with you. No way in hell would I ever make that mistake. It would be a huge mistake leaving you again." Then I smile.

"Thanks." Then we kiss passionately.

"No problem. I know you'd understand if it were me. Wouldn't you?" Then I nod.

"Of course I would. Even more now that you're not breaking up with me. You didn't do anything dumb like I did...did you?"

"No, of course not. I barely drank the night before the wedding. I didn't wanna do anything dumb." Then I smile and peck him on the lips.

"Thanks for not pulling a Miley."

"Oh, is that what we're calling it?"

"Apparently." Then he laughs.

"I don't think we should call it that." He says, then kisses me multiple times on the lips.

"Okay." Then I kiss him back.

"Are we really gonna do this? I'm a little tired from the flight." Then I peck him on the lips twice.

"Nah, we don't have to if you don't want to."

"I never said I didn't. I'm just saing I'm tired as hell."

"Well I'm tired as fuck too but I still kind of want to." Then he smiles and starts to make out with me. "Mmm, Liam."

"Yeah?"

"Maybe we should sleep and wait til tomorrow." Then he kisses me once more, then nods.

"I kind of agree." He says. "We'll do this tomorrow. And hey?"

"Hmm?" I ask.

"I'm really mad, but I still really love you. For eternity. Okay?" Then I smile and nod.

"Okay. I love you for eternity too, Liam."

"You sure?"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, Miley."

"Then I'm sure too." Then we kiss again.

I love him for eternity. And I couldn't be happier he was officially mine. I was happy he still loves me after what I told him...I would be furious with me too. Hell, I was furious at myself the next day. I was pissed at myself. I couldn't stop thinking what he was gonna say to me. But now I don't have to worry anymore. Because he still loves me, and that's all that matters. Our love for each other is all that matters.