"You Could Taste Heaven Perfectly"
by
A Sorta Fairytale
A/N: OK, this is my first fic, and I loved the movie "Princess Diaries" and have read just about every TPD fic on fanfiction.net. I am going to try and go by what I have read because I have yet to read the books. Oh yeah, well I like having Michael being a guitar player so he is going to play guitar in addition to comp club stuff. If there is something seriously wrong, please tell me. So I really hope you like this, and please REVIEW!!! Pretty please!!! The name of the fic is part of the Tori Amos song, "A Sorta Fairytale" So let's just say I have minor (hah) Tori obsession. This is NOT a songfic though. So enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of "The Princess Diaries." Meg Cabot does. I promise to put all of the characters back when I am done. I own nothing by Tori Amos either.
Mia's POV
I need to get out of here. I need to be out of this theater, away from Kenny's lips. Unfortunately, his hands are covering mine, and I'm stuck. I don't know what a kiss is supposed to be like, but if this is it, I'll join a convent. This anime thing is seriously getting old. I feel as though Kenny must fantasize about me having huge eyes and wearing a sailor suit and sporting huge pigtails. Well, to each his own, I guess.
I should be one to talk about strange fantasies, I'm the one who is pretending that Michael Moscovitz is kissing me. I almost believe it too, but right before I lean in to kiss Kenny deeper, I open my eyes.
Yep. It's still Kenny. And I pull back, I don't want to give him any ideas.
You know, I prayed every night to get a boyfriend. Truth is, I should have been a bit more specific. I have always wanted Michael to be mine. Yet, here I am drawing back from Kenny's gaping mouth. I couldn't even admit to myself that I truly loved Michael. I only told myself that I wanted Josh Richter. It was just easier. He was unattainable, but I guess Michael is too. Why would any senior want to be with me? Even after a make-over I am pretty hideous. Why Kenny even likes me is beyond me.
I guess I better just let him kiss me.
Michael's POV
Mia isn't online. This isn't like her, she usually is online Friday nights, and then we talk about, well, "stuff." I think it was during one of these conversations that I realized how perfect we were for each other. She has her own unique beliefs, contrary to what others may believe. Lilly does not make Mia's decisions for her. I fell in love with Mia before she became a princess, before everything, before her make-over, before the Josh Richter debacle.
Shit. She's probably with Kenny. You know, he's not a bad guy, Mia could do a lot worse. Well, I guess she did. Josh Richter, I am glad she forgot about him. Mia is too perfect for them. I think that's why she is a princess. She is too good for "normal" boys. She's going to marry some Genovian man and be happy. That's all I want for her anyway. To be happy. But maybe she could be happy with me? I know I could make her happy.
"Hey crackhead, why so morose?" said the ever annoying voice of my little sister, and Mia's best friend, Lilly.
"Just thinking." I replied and continued to stare at my AOL buddy list.
"Well I have to go, Boris just called me, apparently he has this "romantic getaway" planned for me and I don't know what it is and-"
"He's not going to tuck in his sweater?" I cracked and Lilly flipped me off, "Okay Lil', why do I care?"
"Well, Mia is coming over, she's supposed to sleep over. I don't want to call the house because, well, her mom and Mr. G. suggested she sleep over," I cringed, as did Lilly before she continued, "And so I don't want to call her house. Tell her she can still sleep over. Don't be a dumbass while she's here, okay?" I hid my happiness, my utter joy.
"Scout's honor Lilly, have fun." I said to her, and Lilly smiled and began to walk out of my room.
"Thanks Michael, tell Mia I'm sorry, but she knows that I haven't had a chance to see Boris. Don't tell Mom and Dad where I am at either!" she said and ran to the front door when she heard the doorbell. "BYE!"
Mia's POV
Finally the movie is over. Lars just looked at Kenny like he was the anti-christ. I know for a fact that Lars hates anime, and with all the movies he has had to see with me and Kenny, he is beginning to hate my boyfriend. I look at Lars with this pleading look, and when Kenny mentions catching a bite to eat, Lars tells him that I must get home. In the limo, Kenny starts to kiss me again.
I decide to just let him, again. I have to be nice, after all, I am a princess.
"Mia, you are so beautiful," Kenny told me between kisses, "absolutely gorgeous."
"Um, thanks?" I say and continue to allow my mouth to be violated. I know I didn't encourage him to do anything, but suddenly he has one hand on my nonexistent chest and the other on my ass. I quickly jump back. "What the hell are you doing Kenny?!?!" I say loudly.
"Well, Mia, you're my girlfriend, and you like me, and I like you, and it's like in this manga I was reading and the boy and girl liked each other and so-" he stammered.
"-And so what Kenny? I am not some big chested Anime slut who wishes to submit to your every whim? Who do you think about when you kiss me? It isn't me is it?" Ok, that wasn't exactly fair, but hey, he tried to grab my boobs! We've been together for TWO WEEKS. I don't THINK so! "Wait, I know what must be going through your mind." I paused for effect, "I'm Sailor Moon and your that guy in the suit-"
"Tuxedo Mask." he interrupted.
"I don't care! The point is...ugh! I can't do this Kenny. You're a nice guy...maybe a little warped, but I know you can find some girl who will be able to appreciate your..um...quirks." It's a shame my anger didn't last very long, my natural niceness had to kick in. Kenny did look devastated, and that is why my anger melted away.
"But Mia, why? I thought you were happy!" he whined.
"Nope, I'm sorry Kenny...Um...We're at your house. Goodbye Kenny, It's over." I said.
"Bye Mia." he said, choking back tears. He jumped out of the limo and ran to his house.
Lars looked behind his shoulder at me after lowering the window, "Does this mean no more anime?" he said hopefully.
I smiled, "Yes Lars. Um, I forgot to tell you I'm staying over at Lilly's tonight." I gesture to my duffel bag, "Mom and Mr. G. suggested it." I say and cringe.
Lars cringed sympathetically and began to drive to the casa Moscovitz. Lilly invited me over because the Drs. Moscovitz were going to be away at a Psychiatry convention and they would be at a hotel. We can have a good time without wondering whether or not we were being analyzed.
God I hope Michael is there.
Michael's POV
I just heard the doorbell. I am so happy right now. Happy until the name "Kenny" pops up. Yep, nothing's happening tonight Moscovitz. I get up to get the door. I'm wearing a t-shirt with flannel Old Navy pajama pants. I pause at the door and ditch the shirt and smile. Hey, my abs can't hurt anyone, right? I walk quickly through the front door and look through the peephole.
God, she is just so beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous in flared jeans and a purple sweater. I open the door and she gulps. Hard.
"Hey Michael." she says softly as I let her in.
"What's up Thermopolis?" I reply and I walk with her towards the kitchen. "Um, Lilly had this thing with Boris at the last minute, so she just left. I doubt she'll be coming back, not for a while." I notice the look of panic on her face, is a night with me THAT bad? "Well, the night is young, it's only seven, we can order a cheese pizza and watch movies."
She smiles, one of those smiles that makes me want to put her into my arms and kiss her with every fiber of my being and says, "That sounds great Michael."
Mia's POV
I finally assert myself and look what happens! I should do this more often. I am ALL alone in a house with Michael Moscovitz! It's kinda scary, but I feel so free right now. I feel free to feel the intense love I have for Michael, I don't have this nagging guilt for liking him. Kenny is gone. Out of the picture. I am going to assert myself tonight. Shyness and spazzing out has accomplished nothing for me. Lilly is not here to make me feel weird. It's just me and Michael, me and my one true love. I just hope he likes me back.
Michael's POV
The pizza just got here and me and Mia are sitting on the couch watching "Ferris Bueller's Day Off." Well, she is. I'm busy watching her laugh, and recite the entire screenplay. It's cute how her nose crinkles up when she laughs, and how her whole body gets into the laugh, and she shakes the entire couch.
Mia's POV
Michael keeps staring at me.
There goes my resolve. I must have cheese or sauce on my face. He is probably imagining what he could be doing, anything but hanging out with his little sisters algebraically challenged best friend. This must be complete and utter torture for him. I thought we were close, but apparently he doesn't think so.
The movie just ended. Now what am I supposed to do?
Michael's POV
The movie just ended and Mia looks like she is about to be executed. She's probably thinking about Kenny. I wonder how there date went?
"So where were you at Thermopolis? I didn't see you online." I say, hoping she'll say she was shopping with her mother, princess lessons with her Grandma, anything but-
"With Kenny." she said, and my heart shattered for a second until she finished. "I finally broke up with him."
"What?" I say, astounded at my good fortune.
Mia's POV
I just told Michael that me and Kenny broke up and he looks shocked. I guess he thought we were a good couple. I guess the Computer Club is closer than I thought.
"Yeah, well, I never liked him and I was just being nice and then he kissed me and he invaded my space and I realized that it was over so I broke up with him." Michael still looks shocked. I need to get out of here. Now. "Hey I need to shower, I think I smell like butter from the theater. Can I have some towels?"
Michael obliges and I follow him to the linen closet. He hands me two sky blue towels and I walk into the bathroom. He puts his hand on my shoulder and says to me, "Hey, I just remembered my parents needed me to get some toilet paper from the corner store, there's only one roll left, I'll be right back."
At least I can have some extra privacy, "Ok, don't be too long, there is still "Happy Gilmore" to watch." I say, and am surprised at my own voice.
Michael smiled, "I'll be back before you know it," he says and walks off.
Michael's POV
She's not with Kenny Showalter. She broke up with him! I am shocked, and I think Mia just freaked out. She wants to shower? Shower? So I give her some towels, and suddenly remember the toilet paper. I explain it to her and she tells me to hurry back. Could she feel the same way?
Nah. That would be too perfect and wonderful. Those things don't happen to me.
Mia's POV
The Moscovitz's have excellent water pressure.
I have some Herbal Essences in my hair and I have the sudden urge to sing. At least it isn't the urge to have an "organic" experience.
I had been listening to Tori Amos this morning and the song, "A Sorta Fairytale" began to run through my head, and poured out of my mouth. I sang with all of my might, I could feel the music around me, and I forgot what house I was in.
"On my way, up north up on the Ventura, put back the hood, and I was talking to ya, and I knew that it would be a lifelong thing but I didn't know that we, we could break a silver lining. And I'm so sad, like a good book I can't put this day back, A sorta fairytale with you, ohhhh."
The lyrics just went through me. "Way up north I took my day, all in all was a pretty nice day and I put the hood right back where you could taste heaven perfectly."
I continued to sing while I rinsed my body, and I felt so good. Free. Free to sing as horribly as I wanted to.
Michael's POV
I ran to the corner store and ran back. I am a little too happy to be around Mia. She's like a drug to me. So perfect and-
Who's singing? It's absolutely beautiful. I follow the sound to our bathroom. It's Mia!
And Lana Weinburger has nothing on her because that voice is absolutely angelic. I recognize the song, it's Tori Amos' new single, and Mia is singing it so beautifully. I feel the muse and go into my room and begin to try and play "A Sorta Fairytale." I just want to surround myself with that beautiful song and maybe Mia will sing for me. I think I have the hang of this tune.
Mia is so perfect.
Mia's POV
I just put on my pajamas in the bathroom and I am plaiting my hair. I brush my teeth- I don't want my breath to reek around Michael. I walk out of the restroom and I hear Michael playing the guitar. I walk closer to his room, and I realize what he is playing.
"A Sorta Fairytale"
He must think I am an idiot. Trying to sing when I know I can't. God this is so embarrassing. How could he be so mean spirited? How could I be so stupid? I begin to walk off when the guitar stops.
"Mia!" he says and my heart melts.
I walk into his room. I can't believe he would do this to spite me. "Michael, it is not funny. I know I can't sing, I thought you were gone! Couldn't you have pretended to not have heard me? Why would you want to embarrass me, I am constantly embarrassed as it is!" I walk away before he can see the tears that are so quickly falling from my eyelids. He jumps off of his bed and touches my wrist.
Michael's POV
Oh god, she's crying. How could she misconstrue my actions so horribly? I turn her head towards me, and look at her beautiful face. Even upset as she is, her eyes are beautiful, her lashes long and gorgeous. She is my beautiful angel.
"I wasn't making fun of you, Mia." I say softly.
"You weren't?" she says, almost in a whisper.
"I heard you sing and it was beautiful and I just wanted to recreate its beauty." I say, amazed at my straight-forwardness. She blushes and begins to look down, but I hold her chin up. I look into her breathtaking eyes.
Mia's POV
He thinks my voice is beautiful and I think I am about to die. He is looking into my eyes, and I feel my breath catch. He is too perfect for me, and his face is leaning into mine.
Michael's POV
I am still holding her chin, and I lean in. I hope and pray she won't push me away, but her lips part and I lean in and do what I have wanted to for so long. Our lips touch and I move my arms around her waist, and she does the same. The kiss is long and gentle. I feel like my heart is exploding, Mia means so much to me.
Mia's POV
I am kissing Michael and it is so different-so perfect from what I have experienced before. I want to be like this for the rest of my life, because I feel so many things at once and I don't think I have ever felt this whole.
Michael and Mia's POV
Tori was right. You COULD taste heaven perfectly.
~*~*~*~*~The End~*~*~*~*~
A/N: This was my first fan fic and I hoped you liked it. Please Review, give me some type of feedback, ok? I am thinking of writing a sequel to it, but please tell me what you think. Thanks, I hope you enjoyed it! I enjoyed writing it, I did it in one shot! Well tell me what you think! Thanks for reading.
A/N: OK, this is my first fic, and I loved the movie "Princess Diaries" and have read just about every TPD fic on fanfiction.net. I am going to try and go by what I have read because I have yet to read the books. Oh yeah, well I like having Michael being a guitar player so he is going to play guitar in addition to comp club stuff. If there is something seriously wrong, please tell me. So I really hope you like this, and please REVIEW!!! Pretty please!!! The name of the fic is part of the Tori Amos song, "A Sorta Fairytale" So let's just say I have minor (hah) Tori obsession. This is NOT a songfic though. So enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any part of "The Princess Diaries." Meg Cabot does. I promise to put all of the characters back when I am done. I own nothing by Tori Amos either.
Mia's POV
I need to get out of here. I need to be out of this theater, away from Kenny's lips. Unfortunately, his hands are covering mine, and I'm stuck. I don't know what a kiss is supposed to be like, but if this is it, I'll join a convent. This anime thing is seriously getting old. I feel as though Kenny must fantasize about me having huge eyes and wearing a sailor suit and sporting huge pigtails. Well, to each his own, I guess.
I should be one to talk about strange fantasies, I'm the one who is pretending that Michael Moscovitz is kissing me. I almost believe it too, but right before I lean in to kiss Kenny deeper, I open my eyes.
Yep. It's still Kenny. And I pull back, I don't want to give him any ideas.
You know, I prayed every night to get a boyfriend. Truth is, I should have been a bit more specific. I have always wanted Michael to be mine. Yet, here I am drawing back from Kenny's gaping mouth. I couldn't even admit to myself that I truly loved Michael. I only told myself that I wanted Josh Richter. It was just easier. He was unattainable, but I guess Michael is too. Why would any senior want to be with me? Even after a make-over I am pretty hideous. Why Kenny even likes me is beyond me.
I guess I better just let him kiss me.
Michael's POV
Mia isn't online. This isn't like her, she usually is online Friday nights, and then we talk about, well, "stuff." I think it was during one of these conversations that I realized how perfect we were for each other. She has her own unique beliefs, contrary to what others may believe. Lilly does not make Mia's decisions for her. I fell in love with Mia before she became a princess, before everything, before her make-over, before the Josh Richter debacle.
Shit. She's probably with Kenny. You know, he's not a bad guy, Mia could do a lot worse. Well, I guess she did. Josh Richter, I am glad she forgot about him. Mia is too perfect for them. I think that's why she is a princess. She is too good for "normal" boys. She's going to marry some Genovian man and be happy. That's all I want for her anyway. To be happy. But maybe she could be happy with me? I know I could make her happy.
"Hey crackhead, why so morose?" said the ever annoying voice of my little sister, and Mia's best friend, Lilly.
"Just thinking." I replied and continued to stare at my AOL buddy list.
"Well I have to go, Boris just called me, apparently he has this "romantic getaway" planned for me and I don't know what it is and-"
"He's not going to tuck in his sweater?" I cracked and Lilly flipped me off, "Okay Lil', why do I care?"
"Well, Mia is coming over, she's supposed to sleep over. I don't want to call the house because, well, her mom and Mr. G. suggested she sleep over," I cringed, as did Lilly before she continued, "And so I don't want to call her house. Tell her she can still sleep over. Don't be a dumbass while she's here, okay?" I hid my happiness, my utter joy.
"Scout's honor Lilly, have fun." I said to her, and Lilly smiled and began to walk out of my room.
"Thanks Michael, tell Mia I'm sorry, but she knows that I haven't had a chance to see Boris. Don't tell Mom and Dad where I am at either!" she said and ran to the front door when she heard the doorbell. "BYE!"
Mia's POV
Finally the movie is over. Lars just looked at Kenny like he was the anti-christ. I know for a fact that Lars hates anime, and with all the movies he has had to see with me and Kenny, he is beginning to hate my boyfriend. I look at Lars with this pleading look, and when Kenny mentions catching a bite to eat, Lars tells him that I must get home. In the limo, Kenny starts to kiss me again.
I decide to just let him, again. I have to be nice, after all, I am a princess.
"Mia, you are so beautiful," Kenny told me between kisses, "absolutely gorgeous."
"Um, thanks?" I say and continue to allow my mouth to be violated. I know I didn't encourage him to do anything, but suddenly he has one hand on my nonexistent chest and the other on my ass. I quickly jump back. "What the hell are you doing Kenny?!?!" I say loudly.
"Well, Mia, you're my girlfriend, and you like me, and I like you, and it's like in this manga I was reading and the boy and girl liked each other and so-" he stammered.
"-And so what Kenny? I am not some big chested Anime slut who wishes to submit to your every whim? Who do you think about when you kiss me? It isn't me is it?" Ok, that wasn't exactly fair, but hey, he tried to grab my boobs! We've been together for TWO WEEKS. I don't THINK so! "Wait, I know what must be going through your mind." I paused for effect, "I'm Sailor Moon and your that guy in the suit-"
"Tuxedo Mask." he interrupted.
"I don't care! The point is...ugh! I can't do this Kenny. You're a nice guy...maybe a little warped, but I know you can find some girl who will be able to appreciate your..um...quirks." It's a shame my anger didn't last very long, my natural niceness had to kick in. Kenny did look devastated, and that is why my anger melted away.
"But Mia, why? I thought you were happy!" he whined.
"Nope, I'm sorry Kenny...Um...We're at your house. Goodbye Kenny, It's over." I said.
"Bye Mia." he said, choking back tears. He jumped out of the limo and ran to his house.
Lars looked behind his shoulder at me after lowering the window, "Does this mean no more anime?" he said hopefully.
I smiled, "Yes Lars. Um, I forgot to tell you I'm staying over at Lilly's tonight." I gesture to my duffel bag, "Mom and Mr. G. suggested it." I say and cringe.
Lars cringed sympathetically and began to drive to the casa Moscovitz. Lilly invited me over because the Drs. Moscovitz were going to be away at a Psychiatry convention and they would be at a hotel. We can have a good time without wondering whether or not we were being analyzed.
God I hope Michael is there.
Michael's POV
I just heard the doorbell. I am so happy right now. Happy until the name "Kenny" pops up. Yep, nothing's happening tonight Moscovitz. I get up to get the door. I'm wearing a t-shirt with flannel Old Navy pajama pants. I pause at the door and ditch the shirt and smile. Hey, my abs can't hurt anyone, right? I walk quickly through the front door and look through the peephole.
God, she is just so beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous in flared jeans and a purple sweater. I open the door and she gulps. Hard.
"Hey Michael." she says softly as I let her in.
"What's up Thermopolis?" I reply and I walk with her towards the kitchen. "Um, Lilly had this thing with Boris at the last minute, so she just left. I doubt she'll be coming back, not for a while." I notice the look of panic on her face, is a night with me THAT bad? "Well, the night is young, it's only seven, we can order a cheese pizza and watch movies."
She smiles, one of those smiles that makes me want to put her into my arms and kiss her with every fiber of my being and says, "That sounds great Michael."
Mia's POV
I finally assert myself and look what happens! I should do this more often. I am ALL alone in a house with Michael Moscovitz! It's kinda scary, but I feel so free right now. I feel free to feel the intense love I have for Michael, I don't have this nagging guilt for liking him. Kenny is gone. Out of the picture. I am going to assert myself tonight. Shyness and spazzing out has accomplished nothing for me. Lilly is not here to make me feel weird. It's just me and Michael, me and my one true love. I just hope he likes me back.
Michael's POV
The pizza just got here and me and Mia are sitting on the couch watching "Ferris Bueller's Day Off." Well, she is. I'm busy watching her laugh, and recite the entire screenplay. It's cute how her nose crinkles up when she laughs, and how her whole body gets into the laugh, and she shakes the entire couch.
Mia's POV
Michael keeps staring at me.
There goes my resolve. I must have cheese or sauce on my face. He is probably imagining what he could be doing, anything but hanging out with his little sisters algebraically challenged best friend. This must be complete and utter torture for him. I thought we were close, but apparently he doesn't think so.
The movie just ended. Now what am I supposed to do?
Michael's POV
The movie just ended and Mia looks like she is about to be executed. She's probably thinking about Kenny. I wonder how there date went?
"So where were you at Thermopolis? I didn't see you online." I say, hoping she'll say she was shopping with her mother, princess lessons with her Grandma, anything but-
"With Kenny." she said, and my heart shattered for a second until she finished. "I finally broke up with him."
"What?" I say, astounded at my good fortune.
Mia's POV
I just told Michael that me and Kenny broke up and he looks shocked. I guess he thought we were a good couple. I guess the Computer Club is closer than I thought.
"Yeah, well, I never liked him and I was just being nice and then he kissed me and he invaded my space and I realized that it was over so I broke up with him." Michael still looks shocked. I need to get out of here. Now. "Hey I need to shower, I think I smell like butter from the theater. Can I have some towels?"
Michael obliges and I follow him to the linen closet. He hands me two sky blue towels and I walk into the bathroom. He puts his hand on my shoulder and says to me, "Hey, I just remembered my parents needed me to get some toilet paper from the corner store, there's only one roll left, I'll be right back."
At least I can have some extra privacy, "Ok, don't be too long, there is still "Happy Gilmore" to watch." I say, and am surprised at my own voice.
Michael smiled, "I'll be back before you know it," he says and walks off.
Michael's POV
She's not with Kenny Showalter. She broke up with him! I am shocked, and I think Mia just freaked out. She wants to shower? Shower? So I give her some towels, and suddenly remember the toilet paper. I explain it to her and she tells me to hurry back. Could she feel the same way?
Nah. That would be too perfect and wonderful. Those things don't happen to me.
Mia's POV
The Moscovitz's have excellent water pressure.
I have some Herbal Essences in my hair and I have the sudden urge to sing. At least it isn't the urge to have an "organic" experience.
I had been listening to Tori Amos this morning and the song, "A Sorta Fairytale" began to run through my head, and poured out of my mouth. I sang with all of my might, I could feel the music around me, and I forgot what house I was in.
"On my way, up north up on the Ventura, put back the hood, and I was talking to ya, and I knew that it would be a lifelong thing but I didn't know that we, we could break a silver lining. And I'm so sad, like a good book I can't put this day back, A sorta fairytale with you, ohhhh."
The lyrics just went through me. "Way up north I took my day, all in all was a pretty nice day and I put the hood right back where you could taste heaven perfectly."
I continued to sing while I rinsed my body, and I felt so good. Free. Free to sing as horribly as I wanted to.
Michael's POV
I ran to the corner store and ran back. I am a little too happy to be around Mia. She's like a drug to me. So perfect and-
Who's singing? It's absolutely beautiful. I follow the sound to our bathroom. It's Mia!
And Lana Weinburger has nothing on her because that voice is absolutely angelic. I recognize the song, it's Tori Amos' new single, and Mia is singing it so beautifully. I feel the muse and go into my room and begin to try and play "A Sorta Fairytale." I just want to surround myself with that beautiful song and maybe Mia will sing for me. I think I have the hang of this tune.
Mia is so perfect.
Mia's POV
I just put on my pajamas in the bathroom and I am plaiting my hair. I brush my teeth- I don't want my breath to reek around Michael. I walk out of the restroom and I hear Michael playing the guitar. I walk closer to his room, and I realize what he is playing.
"A Sorta Fairytale"
He must think I am an idiot. Trying to sing when I know I can't. God this is so embarrassing. How could he be so mean spirited? How could I be so stupid? I begin to walk off when the guitar stops.
"Mia!" he says and my heart melts.
I walk into his room. I can't believe he would do this to spite me. "Michael, it is not funny. I know I can't sing, I thought you were gone! Couldn't you have pretended to not have heard me? Why would you want to embarrass me, I am constantly embarrassed as it is!" I walk away before he can see the tears that are so quickly falling from my eyelids. He jumps off of his bed and touches my wrist.
Michael's POV
Oh god, she's crying. How could she misconstrue my actions so horribly? I turn her head towards me, and look at her beautiful face. Even upset as she is, her eyes are beautiful, her lashes long and gorgeous. She is my beautiful angel.
"I wasn't making fun of you, Mia." I say softly.
"You weren't?" she says, almost in a whisper.
"I heard you sing and it was beautiful and I just wanted to recreate its beauty." I say, amazed at my straight-forwardness. She blushes and begins to look down, but I hold her chin up. I look into her breathtaking eyes.
Mia's POV
He thinks my voice is beautiful and I think I am about to die. He is looking into my eyes, and I feel my breath catch. He is too perfect for me, and his face is leaning into mine.
Michael's POV
I am still holding her chin, and I lean in. I hope and pray she won't push me away, but her lips part and I lean in and do what I have wanted to for so long. Our lips touch and I move my arms around her waist, and she does the same. The kiss is long and gentle. I feel like my heart is exploding, Mia means so much to me.
Mia's POV
I am kissing Michael and it is so different-so perfect from what I have experienced before. I want to be like this for the rest of my life, because I feel so many things at once and I don't think I have ever felt this whole.
Michael and Mia's POV
Tori was right. You COULD taste heaven perfectly.
~*~*~*~*~The End~*~*~*~*~
A/N: This was my first fan fic and I hoped you liked it. Please Review, give me some type of feedback, ok? I am thinking of writing a sequel to it, but please tell me what you think. Thanks, I hope you enjoyed it! I enjoyed writing it, I did it in one shot! Well tell me what you think! Thanks for reading.
