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Justin's POV

I laid on her bed and watched as she got ready. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. Next were her pants coming off, which exposed her thong underneath. She didn't look my way as she started to search for clothes.
"Are you trying to torture me?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm just changing my clothes." She shrugged.
"I just want to take it all off of you."
She looked back at me and I shot her a smirk. She rolled her eyes.
"Not happening." She murmured as she continued her search.
"Not even one last time before our little break?" I asked.
She stopped her search for an outfit and turned towards me. She slowly made her way to me. When she did, she got on top of me with her legs on each side of my hips, straddling me. She placed her hands on my chest and slowly dragged them down my abs. She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips and let them linger there. Before I could kiss her back, she moved her lips away. She brought her mouth to my ear.
"This should make revenge seem not so sweet." She whispered.
She leaned away from me and looked at me, biting her bottom lip. My hands found their spot on her waist and I put her on her back and hovered over her. I licked my lips before bringing them to hers. Before I could kiss her, she turned her face away from me. I went with it and placed a soft kiss on her cheek. I began to leave a trail of kisses down her neck, sucking and nibbling on spots of her skin to leave my mark. I brought my face back to hers, and looked into her eyes as my hand went from her side to her inner thigh. Miley looked at my lips and then back at my eyes. Her hand pulled down on my neck which caused our lips to meet. She gave me a hard kiss before letting go.
"We aren't doing this." Her voice was quiet.
"I know you want it as bad as I do." My voice was low.
She pushed herself up and looked at face.
"There's something I want more." She said.
I was confused at first but it didn't take long for me to catch on. I sat next to her and placed my hand on her thigh, slowly rubbing it.
"You know it's your idea." I frowned.
She looked over at me. Her eyes were sad.
"It's not all of my fault, Justin." She argued.
"Baby..." I started.
"You broke my heart." She interrupted.
She pulled her leg away from me and looked down. Her breathing was starting to get a little uneven, and I could tell she was trying hard not to cry in front of me. I placed my fingers under her chin and pushed it up so she was looking up at me. She closed her eyes and tried to steady her breaths.
"Look at me." I demanded calmly.
She slowly opened her eyes and they met mine. I could see the pain.
"Don't hold back, show me how you feel." I murmured.
She placed her hand on my arm and locked her eyes with mine. She closed her eyes again, but this time when she opened them tears started to fall. I moved my hand to her cheek and wiped away her tears. She lost it. More tears fell, and cries escaped her mouth. I pulled her into my arms and she laid her head into my chest, muffling her sounds. I gently rubbed her back, and placed a kiss on the top of her hair. I held her close and tightly, not daring to be the first one to pull away.
After what felt like forever, her cries softened, and her breathing was restored. She still laid her head on my chest, and she stayed silent.
"We're going to be okay." I assured her.
She lifted her head from my chest and looked up at me. Her eyes met with mine, and immediately I looked away. They held so much pain in them, and I didn't like knowing I was the reason for it.
"Look at me." Her voice was weak.
I let out a deep breath, and slowly brought my eyes to her. Her beautiful eyes filled with so much pain and it was because of me.
"My heart hurts." She was quiet, and placed a hand on my heart. "Does yours hurt?"
I looked down at her hand placed on my chest. I put my hand on top of hers and stroked her hand with my thumb. I looked back up at her, and my eyes met with hers once again. I shook my head, and watched as the pain filled her eyes once again. She removed her hand from my chest and looked down.
"You should go."
"Miley, baby.."
She looked up at me once more and shook her head lightly. She placed her hand on my cheek, her thumb caressing my skin.
"You're so perfect to me, and you deserved to be loved unconditionally. You let this take over your life which makes me an option. I put you first, Justin. Always. I want to love you, and I want to feel your love again in every way possible. I can't stand know that while I'm giving you my all, you're shutting me out. I wish I were more important than that. Knowing that I'm not breaks my heart so damn much. Please go, Justin, because seeing you breaks my heart even more."
She removed her hand from my cheek, leaned in, and placed a chaste kiss on my lips. She got up from her spot, and continued her search for an outfit to wear.
I let out a deep breath and got up to get my shirt and sweater from her floor.
"You know it's not like that, Miley. I need to do this for more than just revenge. You know I want to keep you safe." I murmured as I pulled my shirt over my head.
"I feel the safest when I'm with you." She frowned.
"I need to get rid of them. There's no taking chances with this. I couldn't forgive myself if something happened to you and I was capable of doing something about it."
I was ready to go. I stood at her door, and waited for her to notice. Once she was dressed she looked my way and let out a deep, sad breath. She walked over to me and tried to fake a smile but it wasn't successful.
"I can stay for a little bit longer if you want." I murmured.
"Am I really a distraction?" She asked.
"If you weren't then I wouldn't care for you or love you as much as I do. I can't feel that right now."
"You haven't for months. I feel like if you cared for me and loved me as much as you say this would be different."
"You're not being fair, Miley. I need to do this."
"You're not being fair either, Justin."
"I have to do this, you don't understand."
"Are you going to leave me?" She blurted out, changing the direction of the subject.
I let out a deep breath and took a step closer to her. I pulled her close, and she embraced me.
"You're mine." I said into her hair before giving it a kiss.

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