Skinny Love (DISCONTINUED)

Distance.

*Justin's POV*

The next morning I woke up to see that Alex had left me a countless amount of voicemails and text messages. I mentally cursed myself for not turning my phone off before I went to bed.

I sat up on the king sized bed and reached for my phone, which was surprisingly on the floor next to my clothes. As I scanned my eyes through the messages, I fought the urge to text Alex back. If we were going to talk about our problems it was going to be in person.

I looked out at the window, nearly squinting my eyes because of sunlight. I'm pretty sure had fallen asleep at around 4 am after getting settled into my room.

The person at the front desk must have noticed how sad I actually was because there had been a cleaning lady knocking on my door every 10 minutes claiming to only be checking to see if the room needed anything. Her old eyes would always widen ever so slightly when I would answer the door, as I she were surprised that I haven't done something to harm myself of trash the room.

Seriously, I've met 5 year olds who lie better than that.

My stomach rumbled and I reached for the telephone that was sitting on the nightstand then dialled the three digit code for room service. I was greeted by the voice of a young female, I could nearby hear the smile in her voice.

"Good morning sir, how may I help you today?" I heard faint clicking in the background which probably meant that she was also preoccupied on the computer.

I ordered myself something to eat and hung up the phone once the woman told me that I would be getting my good shortly. I stood up to retrieve some fresh clothes from the duffle bag, then walked inside of the small bathroom that had came with my room.

I took a quick shower and put on my new clothes, feeling the tension in my muscles relax due to the warm water. Just as I was about to plop down on the bed, there was a knock at the door.

Opening the door, I retrieved my food from one of the staff members and gave him a quick nod before shutting my door again. I opened the plastic container that held my food and could hear my stomach rumbling even more at the beautiful sight. I tore off the wrapping for the plastic fork, immediately stuffing my face with a spoonful of scrambled eggs.

I didn't even acknowledge how hot the food was, that was just how hungry I was. Whoever worked as a chef here was seriously packing some skills that it made me want to order even more things from the menu. I sat at the edge of the bed and continued to eat my meal.

My phone then rang, slightly causing me to jump in shock.

I picked it up from the bed and answered it. The sound of Alex's voice filled my ears, causing me to quietly curse myself for forgetting to check the caller ID.

"Justin, where are you? You didn't come home last night."

Closing the container for my food I moved it to the nightstand. "I spent the night at a hotel. I had a lot on my mind." It didn't feel right to tell Alex what I heard last night over the phone.

"So you stay at a hotel without telling me first? I was worried about you!" By the sound of her voice, I can imagine her pacing around the room in anger. "You can't just pick up and leave without telling anyone."

I shook my head. I really didn't want to get lectured by Alex. "I'm sorry."

There was a moment of silent and I could hear Alex breathe in slowly as if she were trying to think of what to say.

"Can you just please come home?" Her voice came out in a low whisper. Even though me and Alex aren't exactly at a good place right now, I can't fight the fact that I missed her. The old her, that is. The girl that used to be so outspoken, so committed to our relationship. The girl that would always want to stay up late and spend the night telling me all of her thoughts.

I want to fix our relationship. I want us to be better again. She needs to know about what happened with me and Miley.

And I need to know about what other secrets she's been keeping from me.

"I'll be there soon."

*Miley's POV*

I have to tell Nick.

Ever since last night I've been having this heavy feeling in my heart almost as if it were about to burst any second.

I had planned on telling him what happened in the morning, but when I woke up he was already at work. Since then I haven't even bothered to get out of bed, I called in sick for work and wrapped the cool blankets closer to my body.

Justin hasn't tried calling me today, and I'm too much of a coward to talk to him. What could I even say to him? Last night made everything awkward for us.

I can't believe that he still loves me.

Just thinking about that makes my stomach flutter. I also can't believe that I admitted to still loving him.

Our entire time together last night all seems like a blur. It was like we were back in Canada as teenagers again, young and in love. A wave of nostalgia washed over me. I missed not having to worry about things like work and relationships.

Back then, the only thing on my mind was my future with Justin and how happy our lives would be together. As embarrassing as it sounds, I had already planned exactly how my future planned out by the time I was 16. Me and Justin were both going to stick together through everything.

I wanted to be Mrs.Bieber. I wanted to start a family with Justin. I wanted us to love each other endlessly. We were supposed to be together.

But, reality hit and I realized that Justin and me were both leading to different paths that didn't click together. Maybe it was meant to be this way after all, maybe I was truly meant to be with Nick and forget all about Justin.

I sat up on the bed and pressed my back against the headboard. My head started to ache just thinking about all of these things. I slipped out of bed and dragged my feet across the cool tiled floors to straight to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me, I opened the medicine cabinet and my hands automatically grasped the bottle of Advil. I uncapped the plastic container and shook out two pills to help relieve my headache.

After swallowing down both pills with a little water, I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I've changed so much since the past years...but Justin still seems to love me as if I'm the same girl back in Canada.

What could he see in me? What could Nick see in me?

I never thought I'd see myself at twenty-four years old going through some high school love triangle.

Also, I never thought that I'd ever see Justin again. Reconnecting with him brought back so many mixed emotions that I don't even know if I should end my engagement with Nick.

I just need to distance myself from Justin for a while and try to push the thoughts that I have about him away.

Authors Note:

Sorry that this is such a short chapter!

I just didn't want you guys to wait so long for the next update so this is sort of like a filler chapter, you could say. Also, I would like to know if you guys would want me to continue on with a sequel to this story after it's finished.

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-Brittney