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Me and her... her and me... no matter what I say its bad grammer, but anyways we are sitting on the bed in the hotel. She just got done filming and we went back and as soon as we got through the door I sat n the bed and turned the tv on. I want her to know that I'm mad. She walks over, sits down, takes off her shoes and the leans over to kiss my cheek. I'm not gonna let her. I move forward and grab the remote and cough, as if by accident and I didn't notice her.
She sighed and put her hand on my knee. Don't let her get your attention. "Miley..." She said hesitantly. I didn't move. "What's the matter?" She asked in a shy voice. "why didn't you let me tell him?" I asked with my eyes still glued to the screen. I felt like crying for some reason, I don't know why this means so much to me all of a sudden, I never even thought about it before. "He'd tell everyone... don't you know that. He's an egomaniac and he wants both of us. If he finds out he can't have either he'll flip." She explained,and I could feel her staring at me. I can't look at her, if I do I'll take one glance at her eyes and forgive her.
"Miley, will you look at me?" She asked, I could feel her breath on my neck. I didn't respond. She just sighed, waiting. I gave in. "It shouldn't matter." I said scooting back on the bed so I was propped up against a pillow, still my eyes were stuck to the screen. "What shouldn't matter?" She snapped. "If everyone knows." I practically yelled at her and pierced her right in the eyes with mine. She backed up like she had just been slapped or somthing.
"What about my carreer, does that mean nothing? " She asked sarcastically. I just crossed my arms and turned back to the tv and turned the volume up.She got up and stepped in front of it, turning it off. Then walked back over to the bed and in one swift move, she was ontop of me, stradling my hips and holding my face. "Hey... don't be mad at me... I love you,and I'll think about it." She whispered and then kissed me on the lips.
I'm still mad. She kissed me again. Still mad. She slid her hands onto my neck and opened her mouth to deepen the kiss. Okay... kinda mad. Her tongue somehow made its way past my lips and teased mine. Crap... who am I kidding? I moaned and grabbed her hips and responded for the first time. I could feel her smirking in the kiss, but I tried to ignore it, this felt too good.
About an hour later... We are laying here under the covers, and I guess I forgave her. I'm not sure how that happened but she's just that good I guess. My head is on her chest and I feel her playing with my hair. I feel so safe with her right here under me, I have no clue why, but it's like nothing can happen as long as I don't let go of her. My arm is wrapped securely around her waist and I don't want to get up ever again. I could fall asleep just concentrating on her breathing, her chest going up and down.
Her hand is moving. Where is it going? I felt it starting to rub my ear. I closed my eyes and let her do that for a while. "Mmm, Mickey?" I asked and she let some form of what. "Has anyone ever told you that you have magic hands?" I mumbled and she laughed. "Miley... that sounds dirty." She said. I put my chin on her chest so that I could see her eyes. "Maybe I meant it dirty." I said smirking, then started drawing invisible shapes in he chest. She stopped and put her hand under my chin the make me look at her again.
"I love you." She said in a dead serious tone. "I love you too. " I said and then sighed. "Do you wanna go tak a shower before egoboy busts in here asking us to join him for somthing stupid?" She asked and I nodded but didn't move. "I can't get up inless you get up first." She shispered. I sighed and faked sympathy. "Oh, really that's too bad I guess we'll just have to stay like this then won't we?" She chuckled and sat up slightly to kiss my forhead and then grabbed under my arms to pick me up.
I sat on her legs and crossed my arms and pouted. " I coulda gotten up myself." I muttered and she laughed and pecked me on the lips. "You are too cute, come on let's go, or I'll carry you." she said and I gave in. "Fine." I said as I uncrossed my arms and got out of the bed, and ran into the bathroom, deciding to be playful. "But I'm using all the hot water." I yelled and shut the bathroom door.
"Awww come on." I heard her through the door and she opened it and ran in after me, trying to catch up ofcourse she did. I got in and turned the water on and got in the wat so she couldn't get in the front. She scared me when she picked me up by the waist and put me behind her so that she was now in the front of the shower. I scoffed and glared at her and she just laughed and reached for the shampoo, bending over slightly, as I spotted my revenge. I picked her butt and she screeched.
Somehow we ended up having a tickle fight, wich I didn't even know was possible in the shower, but she had me agaist the wall, laughing and suddenly her face got serious again. "I love you miles." She said and I chuckled and said, "I don't think that's gonna win every single time baby." She ignored what I said and kissed me deeply.When she broke the kiss she put her forehead against mine and I whispered. "Okay, maybe it worked a little."