(A/N): So, here are the next four chapters, which I decided to put up today due to my busy schedule tomorrow. Thank you all for reading and I really hope you enjoy!

To Mend A Broken Heart

Chapter 8: Games

"What did you say Miles?" Todd questioned, I guess because of hearing my previous comment.

"Oh nothing…" I quickly replied.

"I heard something though."

"Ok, fine. I said, 'If only I was from Australia…'"

"And what does that mean?"

"It's a song…I don't know, just leave it alone."

"Ok, I'll stop. Sit down and I'll bring you breakfast."

I sat down and a minute later a plate filled with pancakes, bacon, eggs, biscuits, hash browns and grits (if you don't know what grits are…it's a southern food and I don't even know what it is haha) was placed in front of me.

"What in the world? Why did you make enough food to feed an army?"

"Well, I just made all your favorite foods that I haven't made for you in a week."

"Thank you, but there's no way I'll be able to eat all of this."

"Just eat babe, that's good enough for me."

"Ok, thank you." I repeated as Todd bent down and gave me a light kiss. "Are you going to sit?"

"I haven't finished making mine yet."

"Then why did you call me down?"

"I didn't want yours to get cold."

"Baby…"

"Don't worry about it. I'll be there in like two minutes."

He sat down a few minutes later.

"Hey Todd…" I prodded, when we were close to finishing. I needed to think of how to break the Justin news to him easily.

"What Miles?"

"Why did God make nothing perfect?"

"Well, I don't think he made NOTHING perfect…he made you."

"Todd…that's not what I'm saying, but thank you. Why did God make no situation perfect?"

"Besides us?"

"Todd…seriously."

"What do you mean Miley?"

"Well, nothing is absolutely perfect, like as soon as we get back together, something happens to try and break us apart."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'll just tell you."

"I'd like that."

"When I went to go take a shower, when I got out I saw that I had a missed call on my phone so I listened to the message and it was from Justin."

"Why is he calling?" Todd questioned, starting to raise his voice.

"Hey, hey, don't freak out. Here let's go sit on the couch, we can finish breakfast later.

"Ok…"

I walked to the other side of the table, grabbed Todd's hand and led him over to the couch and then laid my head on his shoulder.

"He called and told me about stuff…"

"Did he try to bring back old stuff Miles? Did he talk about it?"

"No…"

"Then what did he do babe? You can tell me."

"He said that he missed me."

"And that's all?"

"No, but you'll get mad at me."

"Why would I get mad at you? He left the message."

"But I'm the reason…I dated him."

"You're doing it again Miley, you can't let him control your life, just tell me."

"He said that he was wondering how I was doing since we 'broke up' and told me that he was still…"

"Still what Miley?"

"He's still in love with me Todd. He still loves me. He has a picture of me that he looks at everyday. He thinks of me everyday and knows that I think about him too, so it gives him hope of us being together. He said that I'm all he'll ever need and even thought he's in jail…he still loves me. I've had enough of this and it's costing our relationship so much."

"Come here babe." Todd said, embracing me in a hug. "You're being so strong, telling me this and not crying. You're making me so happy because I see the change Miles. Don't get down on yourself, he's in jail Miley, without bail. He's never going to see you or hurt you again. You don't have to worry. He may love you, but he's not the one holding you right now and telling you how beautiful and amazing you are. He'll never have you, so don't worry."

"Todd…"

"Wait, I'm not done. You, Miley, are mine and that ring on your finger proves it. Babe, Justin will never tear us apart. He will have to go through me to get to you and going through me is like going through a meter thick brick wall; it's not going to happen. Miles, I don't want you to worry. I want you to keep persevering and showing me everyday all of the reasons I can't wait to call you my wife."

"How do you know the exact thing to say?"

"I just say what comes from the heart Miley. I just tell you the truth."

"But…you make me so happy with just your words that I need nothing else."

"So my amazingly hot looks don't help?"

"Of course they do…but even without them, I'd love you till the end of time."

"Your personality and charm would get me through a lifetime too Miles."

"And my amazingly hot looks?"

"Definitely a bonus."

"Haha. You're such a nerd."

"But I'm a nerd that needs a kiss." he said, me leaning in without hesitation and giving him a sweet, endearing peck. I left the kiss with nothing but a smile on my face. "Lord, I love your smile."

"Why, thank you."

"That makes my day babe, that makes my day."

"I'm glad that's all I have to do."

"Oh trust me, there's a lot you do that makes my day."

"Same here."

"Your laugh."

"Your kiss."

"Your touch."

"Your hug."

"Your courage."

"Your character."

"Your heart."

"Your eyes."

"Your yawn."

"My yawn, how can you like my yawn?" I stopped, questioning him.

"I just do and you just ruined it, we were going strong."

"Fine…your cooking."

"Your strength."

"Your hair."

"Your kindness."

"Your personality."

"Your legs."

"Your abs."

"My abs?"

"Yeah…"

"They make your day…"

"Sometimes. What about my legs?"

"They're hot."

"See, so are your abs!"

"My God, I love you."

"I love you too, Todd."

"That was a fun exercise."

"It definitely was and thanks for being so good with this whole thing."

"I feel no competition from him what so ever, so of course all I'm going to do is try to make you feel better."

"Well, that really helps Todd."

"I'm glad you told me Miles."

"It's something I learned last week." I said, smiling.

"You are something else babe."

"And you're amazing. Why aren't we married yet?"

"Oh that reminds me. The wedding planner called while you were taking a shower and we have a meeting in an hour."

"OOO YAY! Our first meeting with our wedding planner!"

"YAY!" he repeated, sarcastically.

"I'll let you pick stuff too, don't worry."

"YAY!" he repeated, sarcastically, once again.

"Todd…"

"You know I'm just messing with you. You ready to leave?"

"Yep." I said, slipping on my shoes.

"Then let's go." he said grabbing my hand and both of us walking to the door, which he opened. "So are you feeling better?"

"Much; I just wish Justin would stop playing games."