Colorado, USA
February 3rd
Miley's POV
Just two months, Miley. That's all I kept saying to myself. I honestly could not wait until this stupid tour was over. I mean, I love my fans and I absolutely love performing for them. I just wanna tell them I'm married and buy a house with Liam then start a family. That's all I want. I want a family so badly. I don't even know why, but everyone says they're stressful. I just really badly want one. I guess it's cause I wanna be a mom. And I just...I don't even know at this point. Just two more months Miley, then you can tell the world you're married and get a house with Liam. Then you can start a family. Then you can be a mom. Then you can hold a little baby in your arms... The only thing about parenthood that I was worried about was if I could handle quitting drugs and alcohol. I can't do that when I'm pregnant, and I'm not gonna do it when I've got kids either. Hopefully with the help of Liam, I can quit.
"Miley." Liam says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Hmm?" I ask.
"Did you even hear a word I just said?" He asks, then I shake my head.
"No, sorry." I say.
"It's fine."
"What was it? I was just thinking."
"So was I. I was wondering if you wanted to look at houses now then schedule an appointment with a realitor to look at some houses when we got back."
"Oh..."
"So, you want to?" He asks.
"Um...yeah, sure." I say. "I uh, I was just wondering about where you were planning on having our house be."
"I was thinking LA. Then we could still be near friends and family and everything. Plus, I really like LA haha." Then I laugh.
"Me too, Liam. So then let's look at houses." Then Liam pulls out his phone and I scoot closer to him on the bus.
He pulls up a site that has houses for sale in LA. It had different areas in LA, and it even showed pictures of the houses and yards-- which I thought was great. We looked at several different houses in several different areas. Then we found our top five favorites. We looked at the number and Liam put it in his phone. Then we saved the pictures and addresses of the houses, then we decided to call the number a little closer to when we were gonna be off tour.
"Well, that was easier than I thought it was gonna be." Liam says.
"Yeah well now I want this tour to be over even faster now."
"Hey, look at it this way: now you have something to look forward to. Now you can go through your tour happy. You gotta focus on the positive things, Miles." Then he kisses me on the lips.
"I have a confession to make." I say, then sigh.
"What's up?" He asks.
"I'm...kinda getting bored with things. You know, like...in the bedroom." I say.
"What do you mean?"
"Like...we're doing the same shit all the time. We've done all we could do. Oral, all the different positions, we've done basically everything. You gotta admit, you're bored too." Then he nods.
"Okay okay, I am. And that isn't just cause you said so. I really am." He says in agreement, then I nod.
"Sorry."
"Miley, it's fine. We can take a break or something if you feel like that's what we should do. I'm gonna be down with whatever you choose." Then I smile.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. So what's the plan?" He replies.
"I think we should take a break from sex. Maybe just a week. Then we'll be into it again. Is that alright?" Then he nods.
"Of course Miley. Like I said, I'm down with whatever you choose." Then I kiss him.
"Thanks. Then hopefully it won't be so boring."
"It really shouldn't be. I mean, you're twenty-four, I'm twenty-seven. We shouldn't be bored with sex." Then we laugh. "But we are."
"I honestly don't know how, but whatever." Then I get up and sit by myslef.
"What's wrong baby?" Liam asks.
"Nothing."
"Then why'd you quit sitting next to me?"
"Do I always have to sit next to you?" I snap.
"No, no I never said that. I just-"
"Well then drop it." I say, then I fold my arms across my chest and turn and face the window, looking through it.
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Utah, USA
February 20th
Miley's POV
"Hey." Liam says, enntering the hotel room. "I've got a question."
"What?" I ask, irratated.
"Why are you so...okay I don't wanna sound mean...why are you so...bitchy lately?"
"Wow, Liam. You're so. Fucking. Nice. What the hell? Why would you say something like that?"
"Cause it's true. You've just seemed really irratated lately and I don't know why."
"Well maybe it's cause you're irratating me!" I yell.
"Miley, how the hell am I irratating you?!" He yells back.
"You're being an asshole!"
"How?!"
"Because! You just are, okay!" I shout.
"Whatever." Then he storms out of the room.
He's a fucking asshole. I thought to myself. I'm not being bitchy. I'm just being myself. He's just pissing me off. He's just being overdramatic. Maybe I was being bitchy. No, he 's just an asshole.
Then I got undressed and climbed into bed.
He'll cool down, I just gotta give him time.
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