When we got back to our gate, Wendy was already standing in line to board. "There you are." She said when we walked up to her. I grabbed my backpack and put it on, grabbing my suitcase. Miguel and I talked while waiting in line to board, but I kept wondering why he didn't tell that barista that we weren't actually a couple...
When we got on board, there were two seats on each side of the plane, since it was fairly small. Miguel let me have the window seat, him sitting right next to me. Wendy was sitting on the other side of the aisle, already asleep the second she sat down. Miguel and I talked a bit more until the plane started to get ready to take off. I noticed Mikey getting kind of nervous and anxious. He had always been scared of heights and flying, ever since we were kids. I reached over and grabbed Miguel's hand, our fingers intertwined together. He looked over and smiled at me, giving me a telepathic thank you. After a minute, I felt Mikey's finger tracing circles over my hand. I instantly felt my face heat up. I looked over at our hands, then at Miguel. He had his head resting on his headrest, his eyes closed. As the plane started to take off, I felt his grip tighten on my hand, and his breath got heavier. "It's okay, just breathe. You're okay." I whispered to him, trying to help him calm down. Thankfully, it worked. He appeared more calm and after a minute, his eyes opened, smiling at me. Oh my god. His smile. I instantly got butterflies, and looked out the window to try and take my mind off it.
After a few minutes, I noticed Miguel and I were still holding hands. I looked over at him, noticing that he had already been looking at me. He quickly looked out the window to avoid the awkward eye contact, and I smiled to myself. All of a sudden I asked quietly, "Is it weird if we cuddle?" I have no idea why my dumbass said that. We sleep in the same bed all the time, but I mean, we've never full-on cuddled. He looked over at me, then smiled, saying, "Nah. Come here." He adjusted the armrest so I could lay on his chest, one of his hands on my head, playing with my hair, the other hand on my waist. I felt happy and comfortable in his arms, but I couldn't help but feel the intense butterflies in my stomach. I closed my eyes a bit, relaxing into his touch. He smelled like- wait. Did he put on cologne? He never wears cologne, only on special occasions. Damn. I wonder if he wore it for me... No. No, we were just friends. There's no way that he likes me.
After a few minutes, I heard Miguel say, "Y/n. The sun's rising. Look." I lifted my head off his chest and looked out the window. Oh my god, it was beautiful. I whipped out my phone so fast, taking a million pictures of the sky. I felt Miguel rest his head on my shoulder, making me freeze instantly. "That's really beautiful." He said. I turned around after he picked his head up off my shoulder. I saw his face, his eyes shining and his face golden from the sun. I smiled, saying, "You look good. Let's take a picture." I opened the front camera. As we took the last one, he turned over and looked at me. When we were looking back at the pictures, we looked at the last one, where Miguel was looking at me. I couldn't help but smile seeing the way that Miguel looks at me. "Can I post these on Insta?" I asked. He nodded, so I went and posted them.
When we finally landed in Orlando, we got an Uber and got to the hotel. As we opened the door to our hotel room, we kicked off our shoes and flopped down on our beds. As I checked Instagram, my post from earlier got 837 likes and 74 comments already. I scrolled through the comments, liking the ones that said: 'GORGEOUSS' 'literally lovee' 'most fine ahh mfs on earth' All of a sudden I came across one comment, that said, 'ok i respect them as bsfs, but hear me out.. THE WAY THAT MIKEY LOOKS AT Y/N 🤭💗' I didn't know whether to delete the comment, like it, or respond to it. All of a sudden Miguel threw himself onto my bed, trying to look at my phone, saying, "Whatcha dooooin" "Um, nothing!" I said, throwing my phone across the bed. He gave me a confused look, laughing, while saying, "Uh, okay? Well, our Uber is getting here in a few minutes. Come on, we're going downstairs." I managed to pull myself out of bed, and got my shoes on.
*TIME SKIP*
As we got out of the car, my heart started racing. Miguel must have known that I was anxious, because he told me, "Hey, don't worry. They're going to love you." I nodded a bit, smiling. When we finally got to the entrance, we saw Mason, Tristan, Maddy, and Brady. I smiled at them as they came over. Mason came up to me, saying "Y/n! Hi! So happy to finally meet you in person." Next Maddy came up to me, suffocating me in a hug, saying, "Oh my god! HII! IM SO EXCITED FOR TODAY!!" I smiled, hugging her back. Brady also introduced himself, saying, "Oh my gosh! Hey Y/n! Nice to meet you." Lastly Tristan came up to me, saying, "Yo, Y/n, what's up? I've heard a lot of things about you from Mikey." He smirked at Miguel. Mikey shot him a look, making me confused. What did Tristan mean, exactly? I shrugged off the thought and we went into the park.
(sorry for not being active as much on this story! i'll try to upload more often ♡ bye mis amores)
