Okay, just finished watching Transformers 2 for like the hundredth time. Great movie. And anyway, I just wanted to write this. It is very short, I know, but it's sweet. Hope everyone likes it.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Transformers characters.
Mikaela Banes was gorgeous. She was sexy. She was confident. And at times, she could be sweet. She looked more than beautiful how she was now. Sam Witwicky brushed back the hair which was resting on her check, and she shifted slightly in her sleep. What was in about her that made her so amazing? Sam wouldn't quite put his finger on it. She was dangerous, daring, and at times completely outrageous. She was strong. That was one of the things that she didn't look right now. But she was. She was strong and she was brave. She had proved that over the past couple of years they had been going out. She was willing to risk her life for him, and for what was right. Suddenly, the car radio began to softly play some love theme.
"Bee!" Sam hissed. "You'll wake her up!" The radio turned down slightly, but continued playing. Sam rolled his eyes, and then sighed when Mikaela blinked and then began to slowly sit up. "Go back to sleep, babe, Bee was just being an ass," Sam glared at the dashboard. The car gave a squeak of protest and jerked Sam's seat forward slightly. Mikaela smiled at the antics between boy and car. They were so funny at times.
"I'm awake now," she murmured. She smiled sleepily over at Sam, who smiled back, although still annoyed at his car. Mikaela looked out the window, where the sun had set, and the lights from the township were twinkling in the distance. "Wow, how long was I asleep for?" She asked, sitting up probably and stretching, her tee-shirt slipping up and showing a toned, tanned stomach. Sam felt his hand clench and quickly looked away. She smiled and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Wanna go for a walk?" She asked, tugging at his hand. Sam nodded and they climbed out of the car. Bumblebee began to inch after them before Sam gave the car a sharp look.
"No. You stay," he said in a firm voice. Mikaela laughed and grabbed Sam's hand, pulling him alongside her as she walked down one of the mountainside. He loved the way her hand fitted perfectly in his. The way it was so soft, and yet strong at the same time. Unlike many girls, her fingernails were painted with a girly pink or purple, they were stained with grease from the motorbikes she done up with her father.
"Sorry about you waking up," Sam said apologetically. Mikaela laughed.
"That's sweet, you should've woken me up earlier, you know I like to watch the sunset," she told him, looking back at him accusingly. That was true. Sam knew she loved to watch the sunset. And he loved to watch the sunset with her. But something he loved more than watching the sunset, was watching her sleep. He wasn't going to tell her that though, or she'd make sure she'd never fall asleep around him again. She was just like that. She hated being told she was beautiful. She hated knowing people were looking at her.
Sam knew that she would hate if he told her that he had been staring at her for the past three hours as she slept. Studying every inch of her face. Taking in every shadow the panes of her face caused. Loving how her fingers still clasped his hand tightly as she slept. Mikaela turned around and smiled at him. She was beautiful, whether she was asleep or awake. He walked a few steps closer to her and took her hand softly in his. She looked up at him, her eyes searching.
"I love you Mikaela," he told her earnestly. He was rewarded with a small yet amazing smile.
"And I love that you finally tell me everyday," she replied as she leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips.
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