Miley's POV
I watched Jason's soft eyes. He was waiting for an answer. I wanted to be with him again despite our past...I wanted a future with him. But I was scared. I wasn't sure that I was ready for something like that. Was he ready for something like that?
I couldn't help but think that perhaps we weren't. I wanted to give my all to him, but I knew that there were things that I needed to work out before I did something like that. Would he understand that?
It's not like I don't want to be with him. I do want to be with him, but I just want it to be...right. And I just don't think our timing is right at the moment.
I just didn't know if he would understand and I didn't want to hurt him. I didn't want him to think that I didn't love him because I did. It is because I love him that I knew I wasn't ready...we weren't ready to commit like that to one another.
"Jason," Jeff knocked on the door pulling us out of our thoughts. Jason quickly opened the door and greeted Jeff.
"It's over," Jeff said with a soft smile. He nodded at me confirming what he had just said.
It's over.
Finally. I don't have to loom over my shoulder every second of every day. I can finally breathe again. I can live again. Finally.
"Once the storm has passed the team will be heading out," Jeff said before looking at me. "Miley, I wish you nothing but the best." Jeff smiled.
I didn't know Jeff that well, but I knew that he was an honest guy. I was grateful to him, more than he knew.
"Thank you," I smiled back.
"Jason, I'll see you," Jeff said and Jason nodded.
I assumed that meant that they would be working together again soon. Which also meant that Jason wasn't going to be working for me anymore. Perhaps that would be a good thing.
After Jeff had left, Jason turned back to me and let out a deep breath he had been holding. He seemed relieved that it was over, and I knew that I was too.
"Jason," I started as I composed myself.
I had come to a conclusion in my mind and I wasn't sure how he was going to react to it. All I knew is that this is what needed to be done.
"Yes?" He asked raising his brows at me. I could sense from his expression that he knew what I was about to say.
"I love you," I said giving him a soft smile, "and I want the best for you." I sighed. "Right now, I just don't think...I just don't think that either of us is ready to jump into a relationship." I admitted.
Sadness washed over his face and so did understanding. It confirmed my thoughts about us even more.
"It's not that I don't want to be with you...it's just that, I think we need some time to work through some stuff before committing to a relationship," I said licking my lips. "I want to be with you, but I also want to do this right. I don't want to jump into something when I am not ready. I know I have some things that I need to work through, and I think that you do too." I said taking a few steps away from him.
Even though this was the right thing, it still hurt. It hurt so much.
"I agree," Jason said releasing a soft sigh.
"If and when we do this, I want to be all in, 100% on both sides," I said facing him again. I took a deep breath trying to refrain from crying in front of him.
There wasn't anything wrong with crying, I just knew that if I cried, he might too, and I didn't want to see him like that. This was hard enough already.
"Me too," he said sending me a sad smile.
"I'm sorry," I said shaking my head.
"Don't be," Jason said shaking his head. He took a few steps towards me and reached out for my hand. I placed my hand within his and he starred at it closely. I could tell that he was deep in thought.
"You are right," he nodded, "There are some things that I need to work out and I don't think that I can do that if we are together." He sighed before pulling me closer towards him. "I think that our timing was all wrong." He said shaking his head.
"I do too," I nodded in agreement.
Our whirlwind love wasn't timed fairly for either one of us.
"How about this," he started before letting go of my hand and running his hands through his tousled blonde hair. "We give each other some space, some time, to work through our issues. We can meet up later, in a few months, and see if this is still something that we want...to see if we still have chemistry...that spark, these feelings." He said looking deep into my eyes.
His voice was shaky and I knew that he was struggling not to cry.
"And what if one of us finds someone in the meantime?" I asked before letting out a shaky breath.
The thought alone scared me. What if he found someone else? I knew that he was it for me, he is the one and only. But, what if, I wasn't his?
"We still meet, for old times' sake." He said licking his lips. I could see the same fear in my eyes and couldn't help but think maybe I was the one and only for him.
"When? How long?" I asked tilting my head to the side as we locked eyes. We starred at each other for a few minutes.
"A year," Jason suggested.
My heart ached at the thought of not seeing him for a year. I knew that this was the right thing to do but that didn't mean that it was any fun.
"Okay," I nodded.
"Okay," he nodded.
We were both in agreement. A year.
