Zoë's POV
"Zoë." I hear Michael whisper into my ear. I groan and cover his mouth with my hand. Happy I succeeded in shutting him up, I keep my hand over his mouth as I try to fall back asleep.
"Ew! Whyyyy?" I shriek as I feel Michael's tongue come into contact with my hand.
"We're here." He says wiping the bit if spit that found its way onto his lip off. (A/N: Rhymes for dayz! Yeah I know I'm cool)
I sit up to see that we were parked in a large, dirt driveway. By 'we' I mean Michael and I.
"Where are Kyla and Tony?" I ask, giving Michael a puzzled look.
"Oh, they left about an hour ago to put their stuff away. I think they just left for the beach as well." Michael says.
"Why the hell didn't you wake me up! Have you just been sitting here in a parked car for an hour?" I ask infuriated he wouldn't just shake me awake and tell me to get my ass up.
"To answer your second question first, because I'm tricky like that, pretty much yeah. And to answer your first question second, I didn't wake you up for two reasons. One, you were practically in a drug induced coma for the past four hours, and two, you looked so peaceful I didn't see any reason to wake you." Michael answers, confusing me to the point all I can do is look at his face.
He looks tired, like he didn't sleep at all during the car ride......ohhhhhh.
"C'mon Michael, let's go to bed." I say, sliding off of him and out my door.
We grab our things from the trunk and eventually drag them all the way into the house.
This place was gorgeous. It had tons of huge windows and lots of green plants decorating the inside and outside of the house. I could even see the blue glow of a pool out back.
"This place is amazing!" I say in absolute awe.
"It really is." Michael agrees.
I walk to the kitchen island and see a white piece of paper.
Michael and Zoë,
Tony and I went for a midnight stroll on the beach and don't know when we will be back. I am ever so sorry to inform you that this place only has two bedrooms, so you two will have to share a room. I know, and as if it couldn't get any worse.....there's only one bed per room. *gasp!* I'm sure you will figure out some way to survive this horrible situation we have here, and I wish you good luck.
Lol jk, I know you two will have absolutely no objections to sleeping together ;)
P.s. - your room is the first one on the right.
Kyla
"Bitch." I mumble under my breath, but I hear Michael stifle a laugh.
"I guess we're sharing a room. C'mon roomie!" I say grabbing his hand and leading him up the unlit stairs.
On the last step from the top, I trip and stumble back into Michael.
"Well that was clo-" at that moment, Michael's foot slips off the step and he falls backward, taking me with him.
We land at the bottom with a thump and burst into laughter.
"Well I was going to say 'that was close' but that was a little more than close." Michael laughs.
"Yeah you clumsy fuck." I laugh, getting off of him and walking up the stairs.
I make it up two steps before Michael's foot trips me and I fall back down to the bottom, landing on top of Michael again.
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