The Closer I Get To You

MILE HIGH CLUB

Ever since that day she's laid eyes on her, Michelle would never lose sight of Ann; it was as if an invisible string that never seemed to allow them to be separated attached to them. El Salvador was truly a place she'll cherish.

The pair would do everything together, eat, drink, take breaks, even if they're just sitting in silence where they couldn't even utter a word because of how tired they were during rehearsal, even just the two lying down resting, they were inseparable.

They were alone inside the elevator, and Michelle couldn't seem to stop herself from touching her. A hand holding her firmly by the waist, head resting on Ann's shoulder.

"You know there's a camera inside this elevator, right?"

The short-haired girl hummed in acknowledgment. Suddenly feeling tired from all of today's events. She could feel her head throbbing.

"And you know that somewhere in this hotel room is watching us in this position, right?"

"Mhm. Let them watch. They know we're close, so it's probably fine. Or.." Michelle tilted her head to look at Anntonia. "We could give them a show-"

Ann clicked her tongue. "Seriously? Here? Not happening."

Michelle chuckled lightly.

"I was kidding. As if I'll let anyone see what I've just seen earlier in your room. Those are for my eyes only."

Jesus, she wasn't even thinking about that.The long-haired brunette couldn't stop the coiling in her stomach just by remembering what they just did a few moments ago.

"God, you really do have a one track mind. I wasn't even thinking about that."

"Sure, you didn't." Michelle teased. "Because I've been thinking about it since we left your room, I just want this party to be over so we can spend more time alone."

"Ms Dee, you still need to pack your stuff for Mexico."

The other girl was about to object, but Ann shook her head no.

Michelle sighed, closing her eyes. "Fine. I'll do it later, mommy."

"Good girl."

The elevator dings as they reach their destination. They can still hear the music playing inside the room.

"Are you ready to party?"

"Let's have some booze."

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Michelle watched on fondly as all the girls showered all their congratulations upon her. Ann was all smiles, chatting with them. All the while, she never looked back at her, nor did she reach back for her because her lover was evidently swamped with attention.

So Michelle made do by peering over her shoulder, hoping to catch glimpses of her smiles this evening. Ann was radiant, and she basked under the glow of her happiness, even if none of them were directed to her. Maybe it was also added by the fact that they've come into an understanding of what they feel for each other.

Ann was giggling loudly as she danced with their newly found friends, doing what Michelle had asked of her before coming down to join the ladies.

She helped herself to the cocktail station that was ‌a make-shift bar. Getting her drink, she retreated to a vacant table, from which she had the perfect view of her. They were taking pictures. Ann even had a glass of champagne in her hand now.

The short-haired girl watched, uneasy, as Ann giggled at something the girl said as they leaned in closer so Ann could hear her clearly.

She pursed her lips when the said girl's arm completely encircled her small waist, palming her stomach just like how Michelle herself did earlier when they were inside the lift. Her stomach flipped unpleasantly, getting jealous over such an innocent gesture.