Her

{19}I'm All Yours...

Miley's POV

"Do you know of anyone that could be mad at you for any reason?" I heard Ariana say.

"Not really. I'm a pretty likable person."

"We must be dealing with a crazy bitch."

"Why do you say that?"

"Miley. You can totally tell by the shit she texts you."

"I just don't understand why someone is blackmailing me for being with Justin. His Beliebers seem to love me."

"They do. I see all the cute things they tweet you. Do you think she could be one of Justin's exes?"

"Caitlin? She seems like a sweet heart."

"She is. But that's not the exe I'm talking about. I'm talking about the demon herself... Selena. You know that bitch needs promotion."

"I just can't see her doing that."

"Well, Miley someone is behind this bullshit and it needs to stop. We are going to track this bitch down and confront her ass."

"And what if she isn't the one."

"We will come up with plan B later."

"Okay. Where does she live?"

Ari slid me her phone from across the table.

"Here. I have the GPS on her house. If we get there by dark we can find it. But we need to move fast."

We didn't want to draw attention to ourselves so we walked fast back to Ariana's car.

Justin's POV

"Damn. This shit sounds dope." I heard Quavo say.

"Well man. I couldn't have made it without you guys. Y'all are the ones that made this happen."

"No problem JB."

"Who is the girl?" Takeoff asked.

"What girl?"

"You must be one talented motherfucker to not be writing about a real girl."

"I have a girl. I don't need to be writing about another one. I got everything I need."

"That's nice bro. She's nice too. We got to hit the road. We meeting up with Juicy in about thirty minutes, working on some shit he's spinning."

"Alright man. Thanks for coming out and working your ass off."

"Our pleasure Mr. Bieber." I watched as the three walked out of the studio and out the door.

Damn. I can't wait for Miley to hear this. I took my phone off the chair.

Miley's POV

*beep.beep* I looked down at my phone.

"Call me babe" -Justin

"Who is it?" Ari asked.

"Oh. It's just Justin texting me to call him." I dialed his number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Babe! I got your text."

"I see. So I have a song that I want you to hear."

"Do you?"

"Yeah. Can you come by the studio?"

"I'm still with Ariana. We thought we would go to the salon and get mani-pedi's."

"That's okay Babe. We still have tonight."

"Okay. I love you Justin."

"I love you too Sweetie."