Everlasting

Chapter 8 : Pictures and Lemonade

Mia's pov

"Hayvenhurst please" I told my driver as I got into the car, we started up the road that led to Michael house.I stared out the window at all the big houses with Big gates to protect them and the palm trees that laminated the sidewalks I loved it I truly did.

I daydreamed the whole ride to Michael's and finally it came to a abrupt stop when my driver told me we were here.

"I'll call my mother to tell her what time you should pick me up, thank you again!" He tilted his hat towards me rolled up the window and drove away.

I met the gate keeper and he opened the gates for me I walk up the cobblestone path and knocked on the door I heard some motion behind the door and then it opened.

Michael's pov

She's so pretty.

I know it's rude to stare but when I opened that door I couldn't help but stare at her, I could tell she just came from a photo shoot because she had her makeup done up lightly she was wearing a velvety red dress with and red cardigan over it her hair was permed from the naturally curly hair to be straight yet somewhat wavy, she was stunning.

"Michael!" She shouted slightly

"Hm?" I hummed lightly still gazing at her

"Quit staring and let me in" she stated while giggling and little

"Oh alright" I moved my body so she could enter.

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Michael's pov

Hayvenhurst was very quite when no one was home usually there was music playing or a tv going but there was nothing. I liked it quiet I opened the windows more and the shades so the house got natural lighting and I could hear the birds that stuff was magic to me

When Mia entered she went straight to the record player that sat in the living room, already ready to disturb the silence

"What groove are you thinking about today?" I asked shutting the door behind me making my way to her

"I'm in a James Brown kinda mood" she said turning  towards me with the James brown record in hand
The single was 'Get up off of that thing" a personal favorite of mine. She gently removed the record from the casing and placed it in the player, James browns grunts and groove filled the room

"Come on Michael dance with me" she said while getting offa her thing and shaking it causing my eyes to wander " Michael!" She yelled slightly while giggling "quit staring again and come dance"

"Don't worry I'm comin" I headed over and started dancing with her, we hustled, we twisted and we shouted I didn't want our little party to end.

Eventually the record did come to a end and so did our dancing .We we're both outta breath and a little flushed

"You want anything to drink" I said turning my head to her while I walked toward the hallway that lead to the kitchen

"Do you have lemonade" she said in one breath while (I could tell) she flopped on the couch

"Yes I do" I grabbed the pitcher from the fridge and poured into two cups and brought it out

She (as I thought) was sprawled on the couch with her eyes shut looking at peaceful as ever, the early noon day soon started to come to a late afternoon with the lighting in the room shifting to a golden color her hair looked lighter in the sun and her skin seemed to shimmer

I decided to put the glasses down on the coasters and take the camera that was resting on the on top the fireplace and took a candid of her

The camera click woke her up.

Mia's pov

I heard the click that dreadful click and woke up.

"Michael are they out-" I stopped mid sentence and looked at him his face became a slight pink and he put the camera behind is back, he took a picture of me.

"I thought-I thought the press was outside taking pictures" I said slightly ashamed for my sudden jump to conclusions

"No j-just me" he said shyer than usual

"Can I see it?" I said Motioning towards his hand

He handed me the picture and I looked decent in it just a little dramatic

"I don't mean to be creepy, you just looked fine, and I wanted to capture it" he had his head down while saying this I slightly lifted his head up by his chin with my finger, brought his lips to mine and kissed him.

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The kissing started off as light but soon became harder, his hands started to wander slightly around my chest, I was slightly shocked by his bold action and stopped pulling back a little

"I'll stop if you want me to" his shyness came back.

I got up from the couch adjusted my skirt and walked up the staircase to Michael's room

I heard Michael quickly stumble to his feet and follow me. The lemonade was soon forgotten about .

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Just so people know Michael and Mia
Are about 17, I hope you all liked it like and comment!