Miley's thoughts
When I woke up the next day seeing Joe lying beside me I couldn't help myself to get a real look at him. It made it easier when he wasn't staring at me with those yummy eyes. At first I thought he had straight hair, but seeing him lying there like an innocent little school boy and his hair completely messed up it was easy to see he had deep brown curls in his hair. Did I get to say he looked so cute when he was sleeping. I could have watched him for hours if I knew he wasn't at some point going to wake up catching me red-handed.
He was very fit, and it was easy to feel his muscles in his arms as he had pulled it around me like he was keeping me safe from any danger. I actually felt like nothing was going to happen to me when he was holding me. It was weird having such a feeling with a person I didn't know. What if he turned out to be a murderer? Well looking at him sleeping definitely made it impossible for me even to imagine him hurting anyone. He started to stir in his sleep, so I lay completely still until I knew he was long gone in his sleep again. Though I couldn't see his stomach because of the covers I was positive that he was having an amazing six-pack. What was I thinking? I sounded like a complete idiotic high school girl who used her whole day thinking and talking about boys. Okay that kind of sounded like a description of my own sister. But I loved my sister and though she preferred talking about boys she was an amazing friend when you weren't pissed at her like sisters normally can be.
"Now who's the one staring?" – I actually jumped in the bed by surprise. I had been watching him and hadn't even noticed he had opened his eyes, though I had a feeling he hadn't. I didn't say anything and that made him smile. He had a really stunning smile. I mean that boy could be a model if he wanted to. I bet he would get booked by any of the famous labels, Armani, Versace and whatever. He opened his eyes and again I got mesmerized by her chocolate eyes. And I could swear that sparkle in his eye was bigger than the first time I saw him.
"What is it?" – his smile became bigger as he watched me and I started to blush and by his chuckle I would guess I looked like a tomato right now so I just turned my face away from him avoiding his gaze. Then he put a hand on my face and softly turned it back to look at me, stroking my cheek with his thumb. It felt nice, actually more than nice. I was getting chills down my spine, making me shiver a little, fortunately not enough for him to notice and I got lost in his eyes. Didn't care about time or place the only thing I could think of was him.
"Joe you lazy dog wake up there's food on the table! Miley breakfast is up!" – Zac's voice sounded out in the hallway as he knocked on our doors when he passed them on his way down to the kitchen. Joe and I looked at each other probably both afraid to get caught together in the same bed. What wouldn't they think?
"You better get some clothes on, or else Selena would be drooling all over you, that's for sure." – I said to light the mood 'cause I was sure he was thinking the same as me. I jumped out of the bed to get some clothes from the closet before turning to the bathroom. On my way over there I caught a glimpse of Joe getting out of the bed and as I thought he had a sixpack. Not over the edge and not too little. It was absolutely perfect and oh my god he was hot! It should be illegal to look like he did.
"Well see you down at the breakfast." – Joe said as he walked over to the door. I couldn't stop myself from blurting out. – "Don't do anything to your hair. It suits you like that, curly I mean." – I smiled and before I chickened out I locked myself into the bathroom gliding down the door taking at deep breath, trying to get the image of Joe only in his boxers out of my head, 'cause really it was hard to concentrate with him around, staring at me with those really yummy eyes.