A Blast From The Past

Truth Or Dare?

~Micheal's P.O.V~

I was sitting in front of the bathroom mirror debating on putting on makeup or not, maybe just some black eye shadow, that's normally what I go with. That and lip tint, it's soposed to plump your lips, my step mom Clara got it for me as a joke but I wear it cause it's a pretty color, I'M GETTING DISTRACTED. I sighed and applied the eye shadow and lip tint, I looked at myself in the mirror, my lower thighs barely showed....maybe I needed a shorter skirt. Being a cross dresser is hard, I sighed, so is being Intersex....you have to pick an outfit that compliments both of your genders. I switched my black skirt for a shorter white one, this one reached half way down my thighs before stopping, I smiled and dug for my black cut off band shirt. Found it, I cut it myself so it was uneven, higher in the back then in the front, it didn't bother me so I just left it not wanting to cut off too much in the front and then not be able to wear it.I slipped the shirt over my head and faced the mirror again, I smiled and moved onto my hair, as I grabbed the comb the door opened, "Micheal Elijah is waiting out- No" I turned to face my dad who had his arms crossed standing in the doorway. 

"Why not!!!!" I growled annoyed, he rolled his eyes, "Because if I let you go like that it would be a dick move to Elijah! Like dangling candy in front of a kid and then smacking his hand when he reaches for it"I finished brushing my hair and ran past my dad, "Micheal No" I ran down the stairs and sure enough Elijah was standing there on the porch, he turned, probably hearing me run down the stairs. He eyes widened and a dark blush spread across his face, I slipped on my lace up boots and bent over to tie them. I noticed Elijah look away respectfully, I stood up, opened the screen door, and stepped out onto the porch with him. "H-hey Mikey" he coughed clearing his throat, "Hey EJ" I said, he smiled, "New nick name?" I nodded.Dad stepped out on to the porch, "Oh Mike if you want you can get in the truck" Elijah said handing me the keys. I got the hint and left, "I wouldn't do that if I was you, last time I gave him keys he crashed the van" I rolled my eyes. "It's not like he's gonna be driving, he's gonna be my passenger princess for the day" he patted my head and pushed me towards his truck, so I went to go get in to it. 

~Elijah's P.O.V~

All I could think about was Micheal's outfit, "I'm sorry Elijah, I know his outfit is going to be a distraction for you, I tried to get him to change and you saw what happened" William explained. "Hey, how is Sam and Liam?" I shrugged and turned to leave, "Hey, keep him safe for me, he's still my baby" William said smiling, I nodded confused and walked to my truck. I hoped in the driver's seat, expecting Micheal to be waiting for me....he was not, I looked in the back, nope, then I noticed the door was open. Sure enough, Mike was struggling to get in, "YOU DON'T HAVE A FOOT BAR!" he yelled, started wheezing but got out to help him get in. "Come on ya short shit", I could hear William laughing from the window, I turned and glared at him playfully and he left. I grabbed the smaller's hips and tried to lift him up, I freaked out as I got a straight shot up his skirt and dropped him, I fell in the process. I turned towards the window and sighed in relief as I realized William wasn't there anymore. 

Mike, who was on my lap, turned to face me, "I'm not heavy am I?", my face turned red as I remembered what I saw when I lifted him up, so I decided I'd ask him, after I got him into the truck of course. "No your not, I tell you when you get in the truck" I said, he nodded and I got up, gently, I grabbed him and sat him in the seat before going to my seat on the other side. When I got in and shut the door, I started the truck and backed out of the driveway.  About five minutes into our drive I decided I would ask him, "So um...Mikey~" I smirked, he turned his head to look at me. My eyes were still on the road, I continued, I felt my face heat up as I asked, but still I held confidence, "What kind of underwear was that?". My smirk grew as he began to stutter, "I-I don't k-know what y-your talking a-about" he said facing the window. "Oh~ I think you do" I sad sliding my hand over to his thigh, he swatted my hand and I pulled back surprised, "I-I was joking" I stammered.