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Mikayla's POV
"I want to cuddle." Mitchie says as we lay out on her couch. I'm seated on one edge of it while she's laying on the other. "Come here." she smiles and rubs the space in front of her. I do as she asks and crawl over to the empty space. I lay down and she wraps her arm around my side.
"You afraid I'm going to go somewhere or.." I say jokingly as I feel get grip get tighter.
"No, I just want to hold my girlfriend, is that a crime?" She asks.
"No," I say. "You know what I want to do?"
"I can probably guess." she says into my ear. I hated when she did that because it just made me want to do bad things to her. Oh how I wish her parents weren't home.
"Can you really?" I say as I shift underneath her arm and face her.
"Mmhmm," she nods. "You wanna kisssssss me." she says puckering her lips.
"No I don't." I say jokingly. "I would never!"
"What I don't have cooties!" she says as she sticks her tongue out at me.
"I know... Cause if you did I wouldn't do this," I say as I capturing her lips on mine and kiss her gently. She kisses back instantly but with more intensity than I had imagined she would. She glides her tongue over my lips and I take this as an invitation to turn my body to completely face her.
"Gross!" Dallas exclaims. Mitchie and I quickly pull apart and I turn my body back around. Way to ruin the moment Dallas!
Mitchie's older sister walks over to the table and picks up the remote. She throws herself out on the opposite couch and turns on the TV. "How'd the interview go?" she asks as she flips through the channels. "I didn't get to watch it, I had to pick up Madison from school."
"It was really awesome." Mitchie says as she brings her hand over mine and gives it a tight squeeze. "I won't spoil it for you, you're just going to have to watch it."
"Luckily I recorded it." Dallas laughs. "Oh hey, E! news is on!"
"Yay," Mitchie says with fake enthusiasm.
"What did she do now?" I ask as I notice that they are running a story on Lindsay Lohan.
"Who cares." Dallas says. "No one likes her."
"I kind of like her." I say. I think beyond the bad girl personality she's pretty nice. Remind you of anyone?
"You would like her." Dallas says lowly but not low enough that Mitchie and I don't hear. I heard her clearly.
"Dallas, what's that supposed to mean!" Mitchie says as she slightly sits up. I can't see her face but I can imagine her glaring at her older sister.
"Nothing, nothing." Dallas said. If she wasn't my girlfriend's sister I probably would have set her in her place already.
"Stop being a bitch, Dal." Mitchie says as she lays back beside me. "Sorry baby." she whispers in my ear.
"Shut up Mitchie, I'm not even being a bitch!" Dallas defends.
"Guys look!" I say pointing to the screen so hopefully they could stop fighting. On the screen was a picture of Mitchie and I seated on Ellen's couch, eh oh.
"Breaking news! E! News can confirm that teen pop sensation Mitchie Torres is dating fellow Disney star, Mikayla Gomez. The two were spotted out early this week attending a showing of the Hunger Games and being a little more than friendly." A picture of the two of us kissing at the movies appears on the screen."Ongoers say the couple was inseparable and even cuddled throughout the entire movie. The two lovebirds confirmed their relationship on live television on the Ellen show, earlier today." They show a clip from the interview, the part where Mitchie confesses we're dating. "And if you didn't think that was cute, wait til you see what the typically rebellious Mikayla did while performing." Next is the video of my performance with Mitchie on stage. "Can you say hollywod's next it couple?"
"You did that?" she asks as she looks at me in utter surprise.
"Yes..." I said.
"Who knew you were romantic." she said crossing her arms.
"There's a lot you don't know about her, sis." Mitchie says. "Maybe if you took the time to get to know her like I do, you'd see that."
"Don't tell me what to do, Mitch." Dallas says rolling her eyes.
"Oh come on, Dallas" Mitchie says. "You're acting worse than Madison!"
"I'm trying okay... With Mikayla, I'm trying." she says as she sits up. "I do nothing but worry for you, Mitchie, why can't you understand that. You know how many times I've seen you hurt? How many times I had to help fix you? You do, I don't want that again." Dallas cries.
I felt like I was put in an awkward situation here. "Mitchie, it's okay." I say to her hoping she wouldn't continue to fight with Dallas.
"Get out of this, Mikayla." Dallas snaps. Doesn't she realize I'm trying to help?
"Go away, Dallas!" Mitchie finally speaks. "Don't talk to her like that. She's done nothing to you but be kind and you push her away because you're unwilling to let her in. Can't you see that I love her, Dallas? Can't you see that she's actually good for me? I haven't cut, I haven't purged, I haven't even skipped a meal since her. Just get out. I don't want you to keep protecting me if you're going to ignore the one thing that's giving me strength." Mitchie says as she begins to cry and I can feel her bury her head in my back.
Dallas storms out in tears and I hear her stomp up the stairs, slamming her room door behind her. I turn around and hug Mitchie, letting her cry on my shoulder. "I'm here, it's okay." I say trying to calm her down.
"It's not okay, Mik." she shakes her head. "I want her to accept you and be nice to you."
"She's only trying to protect you, baby." I say. "And I can't blame her for putting up a guard against me... I told you that no one sees me like you do, to everyone else i'm not good for you."
"But you are good for me, Mikayla. That's what I want her to see!" she says. "After rehab I'll admit I relapsed a few times... I couldn't help it, but now with you I don't have to. I know you're going to protect me."
"And I always am." I say. "But so is she. I mean put yourself in her shoes, Mitch, she almost lost you and then she finds out your dating me, me and my stupid reputation for being a "womanizer" or "the worst person to work with"... I can understand why she might hate me." I admit. "But I won't hold it against her, I'll give her time."
"I just wish she could see you like I see you." she cries.
"Hey now," I say. " Don't cry, crying will give you wrinkles." I say as I wipe a tear that slowly tickles down her cheek and gently place a kiss at the tip of her nose.
"I hate wrinkles," she says with a small laugh.
"Um, I don't know if you realized this... but you said you loved me." I say carefully as I remembered what she said. "Do you mean that?"
Mitchie begins to blush as I call her out. " I did." she smiles. "I know it may seem too quick but I have fallen in love with you. I love you, a lot."
"Aw, I love you too." I finally get the guts to tell her. I had never told someone this before.
"Mikayla Gomez!" Mitchie exclaims. "You're in love? This can't be possible!"
"Oh but it's possible." I smile. "You found a way to crack me Mitch. I'm madly and insanely in love with you. Don't you remember? You have the key to my heart." I say as I show her my necklace.
She pulls out hers from under her shirt and kisses it. "I love you Mikayla."
"And I love you!" I say as I tap her nose. "Now can we get back to what your sister interrupted?" I said teasingly as I brought my lips back against hers.
...
"Goodnight Mr. and Mrs. Torres." I say as I watch them climb up the stairs.
"Goodnight girls." Mitchie's dad says. "Enjoy your last night in real beds." he says with a laugh. Of course the beds in this house were far better than the ones on the bus.
"Goodnight!" her mom says. "Remember Mitch, separate rooms."
"Yes mom," Mitchie says, annoyed.
I didn't want to reply because I didn't want to lie to them, but once we went to bed I planned on sneaking into Mitchie's room. "One more round?" I ask Mitchie as we continue to play a few card games.
"You're on babe!" she says. Something about the way she says that turns me on. "Then after let's head to bed cause I'm tired."
Mitchie and I ended up playing two more rounds because I won the first one and she wasn't content. We gathered the cards and cleaned up our mess before walking upstairs. Her parents were in their room probably fast asleep. I noticed a soft light under the door to Dallas' room and I felt an urge to want to talk to her. "I'm going to get changed and I'll come by for a goodnight kiss." I told her.
"Sounds good." she smiled and entered her room. I went over to the guest room and quickly changed out of my outfit and into some pajamas. When I finished I made a quick stop by Dallas' door. I knocked once before opening and peeking my head in. "Hey, can I talk to you?" I asked as she looked up from the book she was reading.
"I guess." she said as she closed her book. I closed the door behind me and walked over to her. "You can sit if you want." she said.
I sat down at the edge of the bed and began to fidget with my fingers... Why did I come here again? Oh yeah, to make things right.
"So for starters I'm not really the apologizing type but I want to go ahead and say I'm sorry for falling in love with your sister, actually... Scratch thet, I'm not sorry about that because I really care about her. What I'm sorry is for you, because you can't give me at least the benefit of the doubt to see how much I care about her." I start. "I don't know what you're going through because I have never walked in on my loved ones passed out and thinking they were goners... But I know that I can be there to protect Mitchie when you can't. I care about her, and I care about her mental health too. I know she has a bad past but I want to give her a good future. Every time she wakes up I like to tell her she's beautiful, because she is and I know she doesn't see it. I know i'm some kind of bad ass hot shot to the media but that's because I've had my flaws and I've had my share of problems too." I can't believe I'm being so open right now. "But your sister has changed me, she's made me into a better person and I love her for that. I just wish you could see that."
"Wow..." Dallas says as she leans back. "I'm sorry" she says. "I'm so sorry I've been so rude... You are perfect for Mitchie."
"Really?" I ask. "You mean that?"
"Yes, I mean that." she says nodding her head. "You're right when you say I'm just trying to protect her because I am. You can't imagine the pain of having to find your sister almost dead, or having to carry her near lifeless body..I-I.." she chocked on her sobs. "I just never want her to go through that ever again. She not only hurt herself but she hurt me and family. She needs someone who is going to keep her going, who's going to help her everyday because what she has is an everyday battle. She will never be perfect, but she needs someone to steer her in the right direction. That's always been me... But I can see how happy you're making her. I can see a change in my sister's personality... One that even rehab couldn't fix" Dallas says wiping away her tears. "I guess part of me is just jealous that I can't be there for her anymore, that she has you know."
"She'll always still count on you even if she has me." I say. "I promise I'm not going anywhere, but in the end you are her blood, she needs you regardless of anything."
"Can I ask you something?" she asks.
"You just did." I say jokingly. I usually tease Mitchie like this, I hope she plays along.
"Seriously, Mikayla..." She says with a sigh.
"Yes, anything."
"Why Mitchie? Of all the girls, why my sister?" she asks. Good question, Dallas.
"Because she is beautiful and she's strong, damn that girl is strong. When I met her I tried so hard not to fall for her... I knew I wasn't good for her, I was never good for anyone. And then suddenly we started getting closer and I pushed her away but she would keep bringing me in, because she wanted me to be her friend. I couldn't help but fall for her, she's perfect." I start to say. "The way she laughs, her little smile, the way she cared enough to save me, and the way she's helped me handle my own problems... Those are the things that just add to why I love her. She's nothing like the other girls, they don't even compare."
"You're perfect for her, you know that?" Dallas says with her huge eyes. She's probably still trying to let this all sink in. I mean can you imagine how she must feel right now. "She was right when she said I should get to know you before judging..." she says.
"I don't care if you call me names or if you think badly of me, but it does hurt when you say things like 'she's not good enough' because I already feel that way sometimes. Mitchie could have anyone, literally anyone and she chose me, she chose the girl who everybody hates yet let's no one see the real her.. Except for Mitchie and I guess now you."
"I'm deeply sorry for the way I have acted the past two days. If I had only listened to her and had this conversation with you in the first place... Then maybe I would have saved that scene from earlier." she says. "She's still mad, isn't she?"
"She's more disappointed than mad. She really wants us to be friends." I admit. "Do you think we can do that?"
"I'm okay with that." she smiles. I reach out my hand for her to shake but instead she sits up and pulls me in for a hug. "Take care of my baby sister and we can be best friends." she laughs.
"Deal!" I say as we pull back.
"If I don't see you good luck on the rest of the tour." she says. "remember, watch over her please."
"You have my word, Dallas." I say to her before I exit. I close the door behind me and walk quietly over to Mitchie's room. The lights are out and she's tucked in bed. "Baby..." I whisper hoping not to scare her. I tip toe slowly over to her bed.
"Mhm." she mumbles. I love when she's half asleep, she does the cutest things.
I slip under her covers and bring her under my arm. She nuzzles her back into me and I rest my head on her shoulder. "Are you warm?" I ask.
"Mhm," she answers. "Where we're you?" she mumbles.
"I had a talk with Dallas." I admit.
She turns her face to to look up at me but I just smile. "Everything okay?" she asks.
"Yes, baby, everything is okay." I say. "We had a heart to heart and she realized that what you said was right."
"Which part?" she asks.
"How she should have let me show her who I am before judging. We're friends now." I say as I slip my hand from her waist down to her hip. The slight motion catches Mitchie off guard and I hear her let out a soft moan. Oh baby...
"What was that?" I say teasingly.
"I don't know what you're talking about." she says quietly. Even in the darkness of the room I can see her blushing.
I moved my head a little lower to her ass and give a small squeeze, then another. Mitchie tries to hold in a moan but I hear it slip out. I loved teasing her. "That's what I'm talking about." I say in her ear.
"Stop teasing, Mik..."she whispers, her breathing starting to quicken.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I mock her. My hand leaves her ass and moves to the hem of her pajama pants. I let my fingers linger on it and before I can do anything Mitchie turns around, climbs over me and straddles me down. Her hands intertwine with mine and she pushes our hands above my head.
"I said stop teasing." she says as she leans down to whisper in my ear. She lets her mouth linger and then lightly bites my ear. Now it's my turn to let out a moan. Damn her for taking control. "I don't like to be teased." she said seductively in my other ear. She moves her lips down to my neck and stops when she reached my pulse point. She better not... Damn it! She places her lips on it and begins to gently kiss the spot. Her hips begin to slowly thrust into me and suddenly I can feel her sucking on my pulse point. Where was she going with this? We had never done anything like this before, I usually tease and we make out. I'm not ready for the full thing yet, at least not with her parents and sisters in the house.
"Mitchie, don't do this." I whisper as my breathing gets heavier. She continues to suck on my pulse point and her hips don't stop thrusting. I can feel the friction beneath the layers of clothing. Oh gosh I didn't want her to stop, but she had to.
"Hey Mitch, you awake?" I hear Dallas say from the doorway. I can make her shadow out and her hand is fumbling to turn on the light. Mitchie doesn't pull back, she was probably too lost in the moment to even hear her sister. "Oh!" she says quickly as she see's Mitchie straddled on top of me. She stands there in shock as Mitchie quickly removed herself from our position.
"Sorry you had to see that." Mitchie says embarrassedly as she looks at her sister.
"Um... I wanted to talk to you but I can come back or..." Dallas says.
"I should probably go." I say as I stand up from my girlfriend's bed. I lean in to kiss her forehead. "Night, beautiful." I say before walking towards the door.
"Night babe!" she says. I walk past Dallas and give her a friendly smile, she smiles back and then I'm out of there. I watch as the door is closed behind me and I'm strongly tempted to listen in on their conversation. I know you probably think I'm an eavesdropper and truth is, I sometimes am. Don't judge me!
I could hear the whispers coming from Dallas and Mitchie so I inched closer to the door.
"Mitchie, you're already having sex?" Dallas asks her. Her sister is so straightforward about things.
"No, Dallas." Mitchie replies.
"Well what I walked in on looked like it was getting pretty heavy." Dallas says.
"We aren't having sex, okay." Mitchie let's out a sigh. "I don't think she's ready."
"Are you?"
"I don't know... I want my first time with her to be special, I mean, I hated my first time with Shane."
"Don't rush it, then." Dallas suggested. "If you want your first time with Mikayla to be worth it, don't rush it."
"Did you come here to give me a sex talk or what?" Mitchie said. She was still pretty angry about what happened earlier.
"No, I came to apologize for earlier." she says. "I spoke to Mikayla a whole ago and I realized I was wrong. She's perfect for you. I thought Shane was good but her, she's a keeper." The fact that Dallas called me a keeper warmed my heart.
"I know she is and I told you. You know me so much better than that Dallas, you should have just trusted me."
"I know and I'm sorry. I want to make things right with the two of you. I already settle things with Mikayla. Now I just need my sister back... The one who is open with me about everything and the one I love dearly!"
"I never left." Mitchie says and I can imagine her with a huge grin.
"I love you so much baby!" Dallas squeals. "Now, tell me, how did the two of you get together. I want to know everything!"
Mitchie began to tell Dallas the story of us and that was the point where I decided to check out. I was glad that the two of them were on good terms again. I was even more happy that Dallas didn't hate me. I laid out on the guest room bed and let the thoughts run through my mind. I hope Dallas doesn't tell her parents that Mitchie and I were in the same bed... Whoops!
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