I'm Going For the Gold...but...My Heart is in Control (Michael Phelps) 13

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This is for my friend Sarah, who is obsessed with Rebecca Soni and Ryan Lochte. <3

Valencia Vicory

            “Rebecca! Rebecca! Rebecca! Becca! Becca! Becca! Becky! Becky! Becky!” Missy yelled, slamming on the door leading to the bathroom we were all sharing.

            “You look hot, now get your butt out here or you’re going to be late!” I yelled, trying to twist the nob, frustrated that she was still locked up in the bathroom. I had decided to play cupid and get Rebecca and Ryan together at last. They had been eyeing each other for years, but neither made a move, so I had invited Rebecca to go out with Michael, Ryan, and I. Rebecca had been in the bathroom for almost an hour getting ready.

            “Okay! Okay! Okay!” Rebecca snapped, nervously running a hand through her hair as she stepped out of the bathroom.

            “Ryan is going to be speechless.” Missy smirked, admiring Rebecca’s simple, yet elegant outfit.

            “Now we just have to find you a guy, Missy.” Rebecca teased.

            “What do you think? Do you want us to keep our eyes open for a nice British lad while we are here? Or perhaps there’s someone back home who you have an eye on?” I asked, smirking once I saw the blush cross her face.

            “We are so going to grill you for details when we get back!” Rebecca called as we made our way to the lobby where we would meet the boys. We dragged the boys out to eat, all of us making small talk, Michael and I mostly sat back and watched Ryan and Rebecca flirt. Finally it got to the part of my plan where I subtle dragged Michael away and left the two alone.

            “So, Ryan, do you mind if Michael and I take over the room for a little bit?” I asked, trying to keep an innocent smile plastered on my face.

            “And where am I suppose to go!” Ryan asked, frowning at us, as if he suspected something.

            “Why don’t you and Rebecca go out and do something. Missy won’t be back until later tonight anyway. I think she was hanging out with Sofia.” Michael said smoothly, wrapping his arm around my waist as we hurried out the door before they could change their minds.

            After we had stopped a safe distance from the restaurant, Michael leaned down to kiss me. “So, back to my room?” He asked smirking.

            “I was going to force you to follow them around and see how it goes, but going back to your room sounds good too.” I said, kissing him gently on the lips. “Movies and cuddling?” I asked hopefully, batting my eyelashes at him. Even though Michael and I had a strong physical relationship, we often just laid around with each other, talking and watching movies. We kept our emotional relationship just as strong that way. Michael just nodded, offering me a piggyback ride back to the hotel.

            Hopping off his back once we got to his room, I quickly pulled off my tight jeans and stole some of Michael’s clothes to change into. Jumping onto the bed to join Michael, I smiled when I saw that he had picked the Notebook, my favorite movie. We hadn’t gotten through half of the movie before my phone went off. Groaning I saw that it was Missy and figured I should actually answer.

            “Hey girlie. What’s up?” I answered.

            “I thought I should just warn you not to go back to our room tonight. I wasn’t even right next to the door and I could hear that your plan seems to be going somewhere.” Missy laughed. “I’m staying with Sofia tonight, she said you could come over too if you want, but I told her I figured you’d be with Mikey.”

            “Thanks for the thought, but yeah I’m with Michael, so I’ll just stay here tonight. Thanks for the warning, that is not something I would have wanted to walk in on.” I laughed, bidding Missy goodbye and hanging up.

            “What was that about? And does it mean I get to cuddle with you all night?” Michael asked.

            “Lets just say that our plan to get ‘Rebyan’ started has been a success. And I’m definitely taking this chance to cuddle all night.” I said, smiling up at him, pecking him on the lips.

            “My evil, diabolical, girlfriend ladies and gentlemen.” Michael joked, wrapping his arms around me, allowing me to snuggle against his chest.

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