Unexpected

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Miley's POV

Tap tap tap. I slowly opened my eyes to the soft noise against the door. I smiled to myself as I realized I was still in Justin's warm embrace. I slowly slipped out of his grip, and walked to the door. I quietly cracked it open and poked my head out. A girl I didn't recognize at all was standing in front of the door.

"Um, is Jason there?" She asked with a hint of annoyance.

"He's sleeping." I replied.

She nodded and gave me a thumbs up, and then walked away. Alrighty then. I closed the door and then looked over at Justin who was still asleep. He looked so precious. I walked over to his dresser and looked in the mirror. My stomach and legs had bruises scattered across them. I ran my hand over them and let out a sigh. I put my hair up in a bun, and saw a sheet of paper on Justin's dresser.

'Girl you don't know how I feel

Since you've been away

Any chance that you could take my call

If I dialed you today?'

I felt Justin's arm wrap around me. I smiled and looked in the mirror, seeing Justin place a kiss on my shoulder and look at the paper in my hand. I looked at it too and then back in the mirror.

"Did you write this?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's nothing." He replied, trying to grab it from my hands.

"Who's the heartbreaker?"

He let go of me and put his hand out. I handed it to him and watched as he studied his own words. He let out a sigh and put it back where it was.

"You." He finally answered.

I figured it was about me, but once he said it I felt guilty. I felt bad for making him feel the way he did. I didn't realize I had the ability to make someone hurt so much. I didn't even realize how much I was actually hurt until I saw him.

"Justin, I'm sorry." I finally said.

He gave me a small smile, one that made me want to smile. His smile quickly faded though. Justin came closer to me, and brought his hand down my body.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine." I replied.

He removed his hand from me and pulled me into a hug. I smiled to myself and laid my head on his shoulder. I missed being with him. He finally let go of me and looked me in the eyes.

"Miley, what happened?" He asked.

I wanted to move past what happened. It scared me, but I felt safe now. I was the least bit worried when I was with him, and I just wanted to be with him without worrying about it. I knew I had to tell him, though, because he wouldn't stop until he knew and whether I wanted him to or not, he had to.

I made my way to his bed and sat down. Justin ran his hand through his hair (hot) and waited for me to explain the previous day's situation. Oh how I didn't want to worry about it. I took a deep breath, and started to explain what happened.

Jake was with Cody and my mom left with Noah. The house was all mine for the first time in forever, and it was a good and bad thing. Good because I had time to myself which I didn't get that much anymore. Bad because my thoughts were catching up with me.

After ending things with Justin, I distracted myself from it. I had dreams, though. Dreams that were memories of the times we shared with one another. Every time I woke up I shook it off and went on with my day. Now my thoughts were catching up with me.