Liz Gillies Requests

Third Of Many (First Of Many, Part 3) - Request ★

~NOTES~
Happy Birthday to our queen! I hope she's having the best day... Anyway, if you're not having the best day then I hope this little sprinkling of birthday themed Mizabeth brightens it up for you! Enjoy :)

Liz's POV
I'm finishing my outfit when I hear Michael yell up the stairs.

"Liz, we're gonna be late for our reservation if you don't hurry up, darling." Michael says.

"Okay okay sorry. I'm here." I say, walking downstairs.

"Oh my god." Michael whispers.

"What?" I ask.

"You always look so completely perfect." Michael says.

"That's a lie, but thank you." I giggle.

"I don't tell lies." Michael breathes out, kissing my cheek as I stand in front of him, putting the last few things in my purse.

"Stop flirting, Mike. We haven't even left the house yet." I say and Michael laughs.

"I'm allowed to flirt, it's your birthday." Michael grins, pulling me in for a kiss.

"That was one hell of a kiss, babe." I moan.

"Plenty more where that came from." Michael smirks, kissing me again.

"Okay now we really have to leave." I giggle as we pull apart.

"I'm sorry but this outfit." Michael sucks in a breath.

"I know, you've mentioned it. You look fantastic too but I'm starving." I say and he laughs.

"Shall we get going then?" Michael suggests.

"Yes please." I say, handing him the car keys.

"You're not going to drive?" Michael teases.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to assume you didn't want to end up being driven to your grave tonight." I roll my eyes playfully and Michael laughs.

"Never mind." Michael chuckles.

My stomach rumbles.

"Can we please go now?" I plead.

"One more thing." Michael says.

"What is it? I literally haven't eaten since 11 this morning." I groan.

"That's crazy babe." Michael says.

"What was it you wanted?" I ask.

"Another kiss." Michael grins and I crack a smile.

"That's actually kind of adorable." I say, standing on my tip toes in my high heels to kiss him.

"You're adorable." Michael says, putting his hand on my back.

"I'm also hungry." I say.

"Alright, you can stop complaining. I'll get you food." Michael laughs, opening the front door.

Timeskip

We're sat in the restaurant with our drinks waiting for our food.

"Shall we go see a movie after this?" Michael asks.

"We're a bit overdressed for a movie theatre." I laugh.

"Doesn't matter. Once you put on your sunglasses and obnoxiously huge hat no one will know it's you, Liz." Michael laughs.

"What movie do you wanna see?" I ask.

"Something classic." Michael says.

"Like Pretty Woman?" I ask.