Mitchie woke up to find Miley's head resting on her chest.
"Must've switched while we were sleeping. . ." she yawned. She smiled down at the girl cuddled into her side. She didn't want to wake the slightly younger girl, so she stayed where she was. She began to hum a song. . . .then another. . . and another. . . to Mitchie, it felt like ten years had gone by, but only ten minutes had passed.
"Man, I'm bored." she muttered. She sighed lightly. "And I gotta pee." She shook Miley gently, trying to wake her.
"Miley. . . Miley, wake up." Mitchie said, sitting up.
"Mitchie, five more minutes. . ." Miley murmured. Mitchie shook her head and pushed Miley away.
"Aww. . ." Miley yawned, turning over. "You're so warm and comfy. Why'd you move me?" A tired smiled slipped onto her face, but Mitchie didn't see it. "Now I don't have a snuggle buddy anymore. . ."
"I'll be back in a minute." Mitchie promised, brushing a few stray hairs from Miley's face. Mitchie leaned over and kissed the younger girl's temple, whispering onto her skin as she did so: "Then we can get back to what we started last night." Miley couldn't help but blush a bit at the older girl's words. It registered a lot dirtier than it should have in her mind, but she shook those thoughts aside. Mitchie slid off the bed and sprinted out of the room. Miley sat up and watched her go. Alex appeared in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
"You wanna tell me why I woke up on the floor?" she asked. She did not look happy. Miley grinned.
"You probably fell off the bed." she smirked. "You know you're a wild sleeper. Heavy one, too." Alex crossed her arms over her chest and frowned.
"I was sleeping in your bed yesterday!" she growled.
"Yeah, and I moved you so Mitchie and I could sleep in my bed." Miley smirked again. "You got a problem with that?" Alex gaped at her sister.
"Y-You mean you t-told her and-" she stammered. A proud smirk tugged at her lips. "Well, damn, you two are fast! Never knew you had it in ya, Sis. In bed before the first date. Wow-"
"Whoa, wait! No, no. . ." Miley blushed. "I-I didn't. . . well, we didn't, I mean-"
"You didn't tell her?" Alex interrupted. Miley shook her head no. Alex sighed and walked away.
"I'm going back to sleep." she yawned. "Good luck. You're such a scaredy cat."
"I am not!" Miley called after her. Mitchie poked her head through the doorway.
"You're not what?" she asked. Miley was caught off guard and started to stammer.
"I, er. . .I-I um. . .n-nothing, Mitchie." she managed. Mitchie stepped in the doorway with a questioning look on her face.
"Tell me." she said, crossing her arms. Miley shook her head and murmured "It's not important". She scooted up to the edge of the bed and put her feet on the ground. Mitchie walked in and sat on the opposite side of the bed; Miley's back was facing her now. The southerner placed her elbows on her knees and used her right hand to support her head. Mitchie smiled and crawled right behind Miley. She sat down and wrapped her arms around Miley's waist. Miley's eyes widened in surprise and she involuntarily sat a bit straighter; her head was up and her hands were now over Mitchie's. The younger girl's heart began to beat faster as she felt Mitchie's front pressed against her back.
". . ." Miley tried to make words, but they died in her throat when Mitchie's chin pressed down on a tender spot on between her neck and shoulder. She could feel the other girl's slow, steady, soft breaths on her skin. In. . . Out. . . In. . .Out. . .
Damn Miley's sensitive neck. Damn the tingle Mitchie's breath excited on her skin. . . and in her, *ahem* lower region. She tilted her head to the left slightly, trying to get the tingly feeling over as much skin as she could without making it obvious to Mitchie. She was seriously loving this, but it was torture.
"Miley?" Mitchie purred. Miley bit her lower lip, fighting back a moan.
Miley's POV
Oh God, when did it get so hot in here? This can't really be happening. It just can't; I must be daydreaming or something. I mean-
"Smiley Bear?" Mitchie purred in a very low voice. My underwear got a little wetter. She's never done that before. . .I mean, she's called me Smiley Bear before, but never like that. It was so . . . sexy. I could definitely get used to it. . .
"Miley?" she called again.
"Wha-um. . .h-hmm. . . I-I er, w-wha-ah. . ." I couldn't get a complete word out. She chuckled in the same low voice that caused my speechlessness. Speechlessness isn't a word, is it? I can't think when she's this close to me. . .
"Miley, come on." Mitchie said. "Tell me?" My mind was completely blank at that moment.
"T-Tell you what?" I asked. Mitchie let out a little sigh and her hands began to move. I took my hands off hers, but regretted it soon after. Her left hand had slipped under my shirt and her thumb was brushing lightly over the lower part of my abdomen. Her right hand strayed onto my right thigh and I inhaled sharply. Mitchie giggled and put a little weight on her right hand, while I found it a bit harder to breathe.
"You've got a secret." she whispered. How did she know? "And you're gonna tell me what it is, Miss Stewart."
"What if I don't wanna tell you?" I asked. My voice started out weak, but got stronger at the end.
"Oh, you're gonna tell me." she voiced, sliding her left hand down onto my other thigh. "I'm gonna get it out of you, one way or another."
"Oh, r-really?" I replied shakily, trying to sound confident. Fail. Epic fail.
"Really." Mitchie replied confidently. She surprised me by sitting back and putting her hands on my shoulders. I barely had time to look back at her before she pulled me down onto the bed and got ontop of me. She pinned me down at the shoulders and straddled my waist.
"Hmm." she huffed triumphantly, smirking down at me.
"Let me up." I commanded. She merely stuck her tongue out at me.
"Mitchie-"
"I'm not gonna let you go until you tell me what I want to hear, Miles." she announced. I sighed. Fine then, here goes.
"You're beautiful." I said. A look of pure confusion was plastered on Mitchie's face.
"Hmm?" came her uncertain murmur.
"I said you're beautiful." I repeated, staring into her eyes. "Beyond beautiful, honestly." Mitchie tilted her head to the right a bit; she was still trying to understand what I was doing. I don't know where this surge of confidence came from, but . . . I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna tell her how I feel. I opened my mouth to speak, but as the first sound came out, it went unheard, due to a louder sound. A an over-excited scream pierced through the house. Mitchie, being caught off guard, sat up and instinctively shied to her right. She almost fell off the bed. Alex giggled happily and ran into the room. What's gotten into her? She was angry a second ago. She jumped onto the bed and accidently knocked Mitchie over. My crush landed on the floor with a light thump while my sister pinned me down just as Mitchie had done a moment ago.
"Oh my God, the most amazing thing just happened!" she smiled. "Seriously, Miley, you will never ever guess what it is! Go on, guess! I bet you won't-" Mitchie groaned a little and Alex threw a brief glance to the floor.
"Why are you down there, Mitchie?" she asked. Idiot. Mitchie and I exchanged a look. She then sent my sister a strange look with a small smile on her face.
"You were kinda excited and, um. . ." She began. "You know what? I think I just fell over. Slipped or something." She lied and sat up, smoothing her hair and shirt out. "What are you so happy about?" Alex let out an excited laugh and sat up. I sat up as well and she seemingly pulled her cell phone out of thin air.
"Guess who I just got a text from?" she smiled. She didn't waste anytime replying. "Nate! Nate Black!"
"Nice." Mitchie commented.
"What's the big deal?" I asked. "You guys text all the time, right? You got his number like, two years ago." Alex nodded.
"Yeah, but he just. Asked. Me. Out!" she beamed. "On a date! Tonight! It's seriously a real, "more than friends", totally official date and I am so excited!"
"Aww." Mitchie cooed. "You guys would make a really cute couple." Alex grinned coyly and tilted her head down slightly.
"Yeah, but. . ." she murmured.
"What?" Mitchie and I chorused. Alex looked back up and then to Mitchie. Her gaze lingered there for a moment before shifting to me.
"He was supposed to hang out with his buddies Shane and Jason today." she began. "Stuff came up and he kept blowing them off. . . now they're kinda mad at him 'cause he wants to go on a date with me tonight instead of hanging out with them. He doesn't wanna break the date, but he doesn't want to ignore his friends, so. . ." She put on a very rehearsed puppy-dog look. Oh, no. What does she want?
"Will you guys triple date with me?" she asked. My jaw dropped and I'm pretty sure I shot a million mental daggers at her. Hell no!
"I-It's only for tonight!" she added quickly, nervously. She sighed. "Come on, I'm begging here! I really, really, really, really, really like Nate and this is the only day both of us are free, since he's going on that solo tour pretty soon. I would owe you both big time if-"
"We'll do it." Mitchie cut her off. WHAT DID SHE SAY?
"Mitchiegirlsaywhat?" I frowned. She rose from the floor and I moved to make room for her.
"Come on. It's only one night." she said. She batted her eyes and directed a small grin at me, but I hate it when she uses that trick. She knows I can't say no to her when she does that. Curse her adorable Mitchieness!
"It's one date, Miley." she pouted slightly batting her eyes again. "Alex is your sister and I'm your best friend. Can't you do this for her? And if not for her, can't you do it for me? Please?" Damn. I sighed, which was basically a "Fine, I give" in Mitchie's case. Alex let out another excited squeal and hugged both of us.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" she smiled. "I love you guys so much and I owe you for this and I'm gonna call Nate right now!" With an excited giggle, she bolted out of my room and into hers. I turned to Mitchie and frowned.
"What did you get me into, Mitch?" I groaned. Mitchie offered a nervous chuckle.
"Sorry." she apologized. "But Alex really likes Nate. And I know that kid's crazy about her, too. He's just shy. This could be really good for them!" I crossed my arms and released a 'hmmph'.
"Oh come on, Smiley Bear!" Mitchie whined in the adorable way that she does. "H-Haven't you ever. . ." Her voice grew softer as she continued. "Haven't you ever liked someone and you were too scared to tell them?" You, Mitchie. "Didn't you ever wish that something would just . . . magically bring you and your crush together one day? Something romantic, something special, something-"
"Amazing." I breathed. "Yeah."
"So throw your sister a bone, Girl!" Mitchie said.
"But I don't wanna-" Mitchie grabbed my hands and kissed my knuckles.
"Do it for me, Babe." Mitchie smiled. "Tonight will be fun, I know it."
"I'm gonna do it, I just won't like it." I grumbled.
"I'll tell you what," Mitchie proposed. "Since you hate this so much, I'll make it worth your while." She stood up and started out. "I'll give you a special present at the end of the night. But-" She stopped in the doorway and wagged a playful finger at me. "Only if you're a good little Bear. I'm gonna make breakfast, okay?" I saw Alex walk behind her. She stopped in the doorway and stood behind Mitchie.
"Better make it lunch. It's 1 o'clock." she said. "You two cuddlebugs overslept big time." She smiled knowingly at me. "Hope ya'll had fun." I growled softly at my sister and she walked down the stairs with a smug grin. I hate her.
"I'll come back up and get you in a minute, My Cuddlebug." Mitchie giggled, following my sister down. I sighed and laid back on my bed. Why would Alex do this to me? I mean, she probably didn't mean to, but . . .
"Man." I groaned. "Well, I'm doing it; Mitchie made sure of that." I suddenly remembered what Mitchie said: "I'll give you a special present at the end of the night."
"Can't wait for tonight." I said to myself. One part of me wanted to get it over with, but another part of me wanted to see what Mitchie's surprise was.
"Tonight . . ." I repeated.
You've seen what happens "Tomorow", but what will happen "Tonight"? Review, please. I like your feedback. It makes me smile. :)
