Mia's POV

It's been two weeks since I last saw Blake. A week since the tour had ended. Nearly three weeks since I had seen my mother. The days were arriving but leaving so fast it now felt like a slideshow. A slideshow of all our happy memories which gradually slowed down into sadness. I fear all our happiness was taken away in the process. I laid alone in the dark hotel room. My eyes directly staring at the dirty floor under me. The air was cool and gave me goosebumps where it touched my skin. The carpet was damp right under my face. It had became visible after my second hour of crying. I never saw it coming, nobody did. It came like a comet crashing into his world. And as a result, it unleashed so much pain and produced a scar so large and deep, it became impossible for us to ignore.

Why? Why? I repeatedly kept asking myself. These dark clouds covered the sky, hiding away the light, the joy, the hope.

Was this some kind of hit that meant to knock me back into reality or is it just that fate was not kind to me...

I shut my eyes even tighter as I sinked my cries into a pillow. His pain became my pain, and suddenly it grew into something we lost control over, it became our destroyer.

I guess he felt betrayed just the way I felt betrayed.

God. Where would things go from here? How do we stop this avalanche of emotions?

****Flashback****

I was kissing him. He was kissing me. Justin and I had our moments. This was one of them. The love we showed to each other at that moment meant more than just the frivolity of our youth. It was special, realistic and honest. Some could regard it simply as a make-out session but, when you truly love someone, every moment spent with them, every gesture, word and look is special. They are what create beautiful memories. Those memories cherished for a lifetime and more. Somebody however had stepped into this memory. A memory that I wish had never been born. A memory that, to my downturn, will never cease to exist.

"Justin, Honey, can I speak to you for a moment?" Patty approached, unknown to us. He and I naturally broke off as he got up to follow his mother into the room next door. I patiently waited siting on the big fluffy cushion seat thinking of an activity to do while he was away. I resolved to just lay there and take in the peacefulness, one can never have too much of that in this particular environment.

Suddenly it happened so fast. I saw Justin storm out of the room, his mother and Scooter running behind him

"Leave me the fuck alone! I wanna be alone."

"Justin, I'm sorry..."Pattie was begging, hot tears streaming from her eyes

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why?" He screamed, his eyes burning red. Justin was trying his best not to cry. His eyes were swelling, the tissue under his skin turning red, he was going to crack. Scooter grabbed his shoulders.

"Justin, listen to me" He said "Listen!" He repeated in a stronger tone.

"This is not the time for you to be acting like this, now look at me. Your mother needs you right now. She needs you more than anybody."

Justin shrugged his arms off and looked at everybody in the room. Scooter, his mother-me. His breathing was slowly reduced at a calmer rate. His fingers moving into his pockets.

"I wanna be alone for a moment." He simply said. His tone leaving room for no argument.

I didn't have the strength to act until that moment, when my feet started moving on their own, into his direction.

"He wants to be alone" scooter reminded

"He needs me, right now." I responded before leaving.

Sniff. Sniff. Justin sat motionlessly in the corner of the kitchen. The television was on but he paid no attention to him. I quietly walked towards him. He was blindly staring at the window. Tears falling down on his cheeks

"I said I wanted to be al..." He begun but his eyes fell into mine. He stared at me for a second only to go back to staring into the distance.

I sat next to him. My hands gently caressed his hair. He closed his eyes. This always seemed to relax him whenever he tensed up.

"Hey Hey, you can tell me anything." He was convinced

"You know when you love someone, and love them so much, you never wanna let them go?" He begun

"Mhh" I understood

"My mom...She..." He couldn't say it.

I couldn't do anything but hold him in my arms. I couldn't let him see my tears. I couldn't let him know that he was my weakness. Not now.

"She what Justin?" He was about to answer until something caught our attention on the Television. Blake?

"Kendall, it's great to have you back on the show." the host greeted him.

Kendall? Who's Kendall ? No. I was not dreaming. This must've being a mistake. His name was Blake.

"Thank you" Blake replied. I was in shock, he lied to me?

"So what have you been up to recently?" The talk show host asked.

"I just finished shooting my new video. But besides that, you know, recording, performing, hanging out with some friends."

"Yeah all that crazy stuff." The host complied. " Kendall, your new single is titled 'And I love her' and I've heard that it was written by you for a special girl, is that true?"

"Um, not really." Kendall nervously answered.

"So there is a girl?" The host insisted

"well, Sort of." He confessed. My jaw dropped. Could he be? No he couldn't be.

"Is that her on the picture?" the host suddenly asked. There was a picture of Me and Blake, well, Kendall eating ice cream at the park. Blake smiled at the host but refused to formulate an answer. She persisted.

"So, is it? is it?"

"Sorry, But I don't kiss and tell." Blake cockily stated as he rearranged himself on his seat.

"What?" Justin exclaimed, standing up. "He kissed you?" he stared at me.

"No,no, no, no,no it's not what you think." I said. How dared Kendall. This was too much. too much for the both of us. Please not this. Not now

"I trusted you!" Justin yelled before leaving the room.

"Justin, wait! We didn't kiss..." Mia set to follow him.

"Save it! We're through!" He screamed as he loudly shut the door behind him.

My world crashed.

*****END OF FLASHBACK******

Now a week later, I refuse to come out of the hotel room. I wasn't ready to leave. Not until I made things right. I didn't want things to stay like this. Justin refused to speak to me and I tried to call Kendall several times but he never picked up. Now I laid alone in the bedroom, with everybody screaming, banging at my door to come out but I wouldn't. One question constantly keeps coming back into my head

Why?