4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

My phone has been going off all morning, and to be honest I didn't even know how? I could of swore that thing would of died by now. I mean honestly, between the office, Preston and Justin that thing hasn't stopped.

I just want to be alone.

I got hit with so far the best and worst news in my life. I loved Preston I still love Preston, but now he doesn't want to marry me? We've been planning this wedding for a while now, he couldn't have said anything sooner? Just so many questions...

I pulled the duvet back over my head, as I chucked my phone on the floor. I just wanted peace and quiet for the love of god.

| Justin |

"What the fück do you mean she's not answering the phone?" I spat at the most dumb hostess who sat at the front desk. I was growing more aggravated by the second, Malaysia isn't ansering her damn cellphone and because she isn't answering the room phone, none of these jackasses are giving me a key to go see her.

"I'm sorry Mr.Bieber, but she's not answering and I just can't let you g-"

I stepped a little closer to the desk, getting ready to loose my cool in about 3.5 seconds, "I put the fücking room in my name, I called an paid for it myself! If you don't let me go see her so help me god, you'll be sorry."

"Y-yes sir, right away. Here you go." He handed me a little card as I went my way.

After Malayisa called me last night I hopped right on my private jet and flew to New York, Cindy is away on business like always which left me alone at the house. I already have promo coming up in New York so why the hell not come out earlier if Malaysia needed me?

I somewhat just got her back in my life I guess you could say. If she needs me whenever of course I'm going to be there for her.

I didn't even bother knocking on the door considering the guy gave me a key as well.

"Mala—" I stopped myself immediately to hear her soft sobs fill the room. I looked over to see her little head and pretty black hair peep out of the top of the covers.

My heart broke even more, It was rare to see Malaysia cry. She hated ever doing it, to her it was a sign of weakness. But the last thing that woman ever was, was weak.

I quietly walked towards her seeing her phone lying down on the floor. No wonder why she wasn't answering.

"Mal..." I whispered. Kicking my shoes off before climbing into the bed behind her.

She didn't say anything but turn around and hug on to me. Whilst her teary wet eyes started to make my shirt damp as she laid her head against my chest.

This isn't a couple thing, it's nothing to the sort it's simply just a I need you to be there, so be there for me type of thing.

It didn't bother me, because I know if I needed someone like she needs me right now, she would be there. Or at least.. I would hope.

She's broken and that's understandable. Even though it saddens me to say this, the man she was in love with and who she thought she was going to spend the rest of her life with told her he didn't want to marry her. I understand the heartbreak.

Now don't get me wrong, I didn't think she should of jumped too conclusions so fast, she could of just waited and talked to him in the morning. But she's stubborn, and isn't one to listen to what anybody else says.