AN: Well, Michael and Miley arrive in Ft. Lauderdale. Not even an hour afterwards, their emotions soon gets the better of them, well, Michael at least.
Chapter Four: Arriving in Fort Lauderdale
The day of his trip, Michael was feeling really nervous. Why? Well, for one it was Spring Break, and crazy things have happened, and in this case, most likely will happen. Two, he was going to be in situations in which, well, sexual tensions between the two are going to come to the surface and they won't go away, especially now that they are nearing their adult ages, Michael is already 18, and Miley is still 17. What is going to happen? What will happen? Michael could only wonder and worry, but he did not want to dwell on that too long, because he had a plane to catch.
Well, of course, a simple drive to the airport is too much to ask for. Robby Ray and Charles just HAD to take the two of them to the airport. It was uncomfortable to ride in the same car as your girlfriend's father, but it was hell on top of it to have your big brother ride in the car with you, and Charles was a little, okay, a total asshole on certain things, and ever since that Michael told Charles about "the question" that Miley asked him, Charles was looking for the opportunity to lay into him.
Well, now that time is here.
"So, Michael and Miley, what are you two planning to do in Fort Lauderdale?" Robby Ray asked the two of them.
"Well, before Miley's performance, we are just going to hang around, and take in the sights, see what the city has to offer." Michael said.
"Really now?" Charles asked in a suggestive tone.
"Yeah, jerk, really." Michael answered.
"Well, just be sure that is all you do." Robby Ray said, his eyes boring into Michael. The teens in the backseat shared a look, and looked back towards the adults in the front of the car.
Miley could tell that Michael was nervous, and instead of trying to make him feel better, she decided to mess with him. 'Perfect. Now I can really have some fun with him'. Miley thought. Miley politely began to rub his leg, and slowly went towards his delicate area.
Michael sensed what she was doing. "What in the hell are you doing?" He whispered.
"Having a little fun. Chill out." Miley whispered back. Almost on reflex from flinching, Michael kicked the back of Robby Ray's seat.
"Hey!" Robby Ray said, looking back at him.
"Sorry, just stretching." Michael lied, trying to hide his blushing face. He glared at Miley, who looked at him like an innocent puppy.
"Look, in all seriousness, be careful you two." Charles said as they pulled into the airport. "Spring Break is crazy, so watch out for each other."
"Don't worry we will." Miley said with a smile, and pinching his butt in the process. Michael jumped slightly, and looked at her with a slight glare in his eyes.
That's what I am afraid of. Michael thought.
Miley was sitting in her seat on the airplane as Michael was stuffing his carry on bag in the upper apartment over their seats. Once he was finished, Michael sat in his seat, and glared at her. Miley, with her earbuds blaring, looked at her boyfriend with an inquisitive look on her face.
"Alright, what?" Miley said, taking her headphones out of her ears.
"Why did you do that when we were riding with Charles and Robby Ray?" Michael whispered.
"No reason. I just wanted to have a little fun with you." Miley smiled.
"God, you are going to do this the whole time we are in Florida, aren't you?" Michael moaned.
"Yeah, it is going to be a real fun trip, that I promise you." Miley said, leaning over, and giving him a full kiss on the lips. She stood up, and walked towards the bathroom at the back of the plane. Michael couldn't help but to watch her hips sway back and forth in that tiny skirt that she was wearing.
Michael just sighed, and went back to working on his laptop, his impure thoughts of Miley flooding his mind.
Michael was working on his laptop as Miley was laying sound asleep right next to him. Michael looked at his girlfriend and smiled lightly. He knew that something was going to happen on this trip that was going to make or break their relationship, and Michael was going to be ready for it. He closed his laptop, and closed his eyes. Soon enough he was sound asleep right beside Miley, his mind thinking back to a time when they were just friends...
NEW YORK CITY, 1 YEAR AGO...
Michael and Miley found themselves stuck on the highway heading into New York City as the car that they rented froze up (literally) on them Michael was outside, trying to see what was wrong with the car, but freezing temperatures and the fact that he had no godly idea on how to fix a car was his main problems. Michael just slammed the hood closed, and got back in the car.
"Any luck?" Miley asked him.
"No. None at all." Michael said. Miley sighed, and bundled her clothes closer to her body.
"Bad time to wear a skirt, huh?" Michael teased.
"Shut up, it's not as if you don't enjoy looking at my legs and trying to look up my skirt." Miley shot back. Michael just laughed, and Miley playfully punched him in the arm.
The snow was letting up, and it was clearing up outside. That was the good news. Now how were the two of them going to survive until it was going to clear up was another question. Miley awoke to find that she had Michael's jacket draped around her. A quick glance in his direction soon gave her concern as she saw her friend looking like he was freezing. Miley crawled over the arm rest, and rested herself on his lap. She smiled, as she snuggled up against her friend, and fell asleep.
Michael woke up to find Miley on his lap, and her face literally a breath from his own. He figured that she crawled closer to him in an effort to get warm. Michael smiled, and gave her a light kiss.
Who knows? This might be the start of something big.
He was right.
AN: Aw. Cute. Stay tuned for more!
