Twenty-Four

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Montana, USA
February 20th
Miley's POV

Liam and I were still fighting. I was about to go on stage to perform, but I didn't want to go on. For some reason, I couldn't.

"Have fun, Miley." Noah says before I walk towards the stage.

"I can't do this." I say.

"Do what?" Noah asks.

"I can't perform."

"Why? You love performing. Is it because you wanna go home?" She replies.

"No. I can't even go home."

"Why?" She asks.

"Liam and I are still fighting. I can't perform. I can't go home while we're still fighting."

"Miley, there are hundreds of people out there waiting to see you. Can't you settle this later?"

"No." I ssay, shaking my head. "I gotta settle this now."

"He's in Braison's hotel room. The hotal is like two miles from here. You don't have time. Perform now, settle later." Noah commands.

"Fine. But if I have a shitty performance because of this, it's on you." I say, pointing at her. Then I go on stage.

When I got off stage, I was on my way to my dressing room. When I was almost there, I saw him.

"Liam?" I ask.

"Hi..." He says.

"What- what are you doing here?"

"I feel horrible. And Noah called while you were perfoming. She told me everything. How you were feeling, what you said...everything."

"Well...I was just saying that cause-"

"You miss me." He says. "I miss you too, Miles." Then he steps in closer to me.

"I'm sorry. For how I acted."

"No, I'm sorry." Then he sighs. "I don't like it when we fight."

"Neither do I. I love you too much to fight with you constantly." I say, then I lean in and we kiss. "I'm really sorry."

"Me too. Can we not fight anymore about this?" Then I nod.

"Yeah, we can stop."

"Good. Cause I love you. I miss sleeping next to you." Then I smile.

"Thanks." I say.

"No. Thank you."

"For what?" I ask.

"For loving me no matter what hell I put you through."

"For what you put me through? You mean the hell I put you through. I'm the one that causes shit ninty percent of the time."

"Okay, but I disagree. But I'm not gonna start a fight.

"I agree that we shouldn't fight. Thanks for understanding."

"Thank you for understanding also." Then I laugh, and he pulls me in for a kiss.

"Liam...I think it's time."

"Time for...?"

"Time to tell everyone...about us...the marriage..." Then he sighs.

"Okay. I've been thinking about that, too. I just wasn't sure if I should tell you. I wasn't sure if you were ready." Then I kiss him.

"I am...if you are, that is."

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