MIKAYLA'S POV

I checked the doors were locked. Don't want to get my car fucked up by fans again. Weirdos. I think its cute to ask for autographs, take pictures but stealing my car? Who is dumb enough to do that? Well…Craig obviously. I just hope he never comes near me again or my cute little Ferrari. I pressed the button for the elevator when I noticed my nail was chipped.

"Great, what I needed."-I looked at my beautiful nails. My beautiful hand! I must have ruined it when I was fighting with Miley. I wonder if her nose is fine. The elevator opened its door and a tall man was about to come out but got right back in as he saw me. Dear, Jesus. Please, no more stalkers.

"Forgot my keys."-he said looking at me. I pressed the 7th floor, sensing him looking at me. Im done with freaks. The elevator opened at the 4th floor and no one was there. I hate when kids do this. I never did this when I was a kid. I was to busy getting my nails done. I sure do miss those days.

"You could stop staring at me any moment now"-I said without even looking back.

"Im…sorry. Its just that you're so pretty."- I knew he was smiling." I just tried to ignore him as we were on the 6th floor "Do you have a boyfriend? I'd like to take-"

I looked at him flirtatious. "Sorry but, I like girls."-He looked at me appalled.

"Oh. .. I was just kidding. I have a girlfriend too."-He forged a smiled. Liar. The elevator opened this time. I walked out to Mitchie's apartment and opened the door. She gave me keys since I basically lived here. I looked around the apartment for her and found her on the kitchen singing to one of Hannah's songs.

"Sometimes just misunderstood…"- So cute. I chuckled loudly. Placed the keys on the counter. She turned around and was a little shocked to see me. I hadn't been here in a couple of days.

"I didn't know you cooked in your underwear."-I stated dryly. At this she put on her apron shyly.

"I just wasn't expecting you." - She turned back to the stove. I walked towards her and planted my lips on her neck. She grunted slowly, trying to ignored me. I wrapped my arms around her feminine body. I needed to relieved this stress. "we'll get burnt, like last time."-I smiled against her neck. " At least I did."-I suck on her neck slowly. I swear me and my obsession with necks. I should just marry a giraffe. Even when im depressed, im corny. I guess im not meant to be a comedian.

"I just cant get enough of you"-She turns around and kisses me. Her lips were so warm. I don't know weather it was the time I'd spent away from her but my hormones just kicked in and I moaned her name slowly. My hands slid all the way to her lower back and my lips caressed her neck. She grunted as I left warm kisses on her neck; she tried pushing me away from but I cornered her. Sex would be the only way to get rid of these disgusting thoughts of shagging my own sister. "Mitch, please." I moaned sweetly. This always worked with her, she loves it when im all cuddly with her even though she knows the reason behind it would always be the same.

"Mickie, you promised we'd stop."- We locked eyes. Her eyes reflected the hurt in her eyes. And then she had that familiar look.

"This isn't something you can control I need you."