Her

{12}Are You Scared To be with Me...

The next day I woke up in Justin's bed. I don't remember coming home. I looked over and realized Justin wasn't there. I slowly got out of bed and realized how sore I was from last night. As I walked slowly over to the door Justin walked in.

"I see that you're awake."

"Yup. I guess last night wore me out."

Justin let out a little giggle.

"Justin I don't even remember coming home last night."

"You were asleep, so I didn't want to wake up, so I carried you to the car and as soon as we got home I carried you to bed."

"Oh that makes since".

As I walked out of the room I guess Justin saw that I was sore because I heard him laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Oh nothing but trust me you'll get use to the pain".

We both started to laugh. I walked into the bathroom and shut the door. I started the shower and as soon as I got my shirt off I heard a knock.

"Yes?" I said while opening the door.

"Babe. I was thinking since we both need a shower shouldn't we take one together to save water?"

"Nice try Bieber, but I need time to heal." I Smiled and shut the door.

I took off the rest of my clothes and stepped into the warm shower.

When I got out I dried off and put on some grey sweatpants and a white crop top and threw my hair up into a bun. I started to walk down the stairs when I felt a slight pain in my legs.

"Oh my fucking god!"

"Miley what's wrong?" Justin said while coming up the stairs.

"My legs hurt really bad." I saw Justin start to laugh.

"Justin it isn't funny."

"Well if this helps, you were really amazing in bed." he said winking at me.

I got up and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed a bowl and grabbed the cereal and milk. As I started to eat, Justin walked over to me.

"What do you want to do today?"

There was a pause.

"We can't do much because of the fans and paparazzi."

He looked at me.

"Miley are you scared to be seen with me?"

"No that's not what I'm saying. Im just saying this would be our first time spotted together. And we would be all over the news and magazines."

"So...we can't just stay here for the rest of our lives."

"You're right." I stopped.

"I really like whooping your ass at go cart racing."

"Well after today you won't be able to say that anymore."

There was a knock at the door. Justin walked over to the door.

"Yeah. Hold on. Miley your mom is here."

Oh great... I walked in to the living room and saw my mom and Justin talking. I saw my mom look over at me.

"Hey sweetie, Justin and I were just talking about you.

"Oh really. What bad things did he tell you?"

"He was just telling me how sweet and funny my daughter was."

I looked over at him.

"I'm going to go so you two can talk." Justin walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek.