Best Mouse Quotes This Month

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October 16, 2013 2:26pm UTC

u don’t realize how loud ur mouse clicking is until it’s the middle of the night and ur trying to hide from ur parents

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April 11, 2013 7:27am UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Intro :Ella expected every thing from her trip to Disney Land. But, it never even once crossed her mind that she could fall in love with Mickey mouse (literally).
Chapter 1
At the Feet of Mickey Mouse
"Hey Ella! look over there its Mickey!" Spencer said.
I turned my head to find Mickey mouse hugging little children and suddenly I felt like one of those kids. I took a step forward to go hug him. I remembered that I was eigtheen years old and stepped back. I looked at Spencer.
"What is the matter with you" Spencer asked.
"Go and give him a hug!" She insisted.
I looked at Mickey mouse who was now taking pictures with different kids. What will he think of me? an eighteen year old hugging Mickey Mouse.
"Are you kidding look at those kids. They're like ten and what am I? eighteen I am freaking eighteen Spencer." I said
"Well guess what? So am I" Spencer said.
Before I could protest, Spencer snatched my hand and dashed to Mickey mouse. Being the clumsy girl I am, I tripped and fell at Mickey mouse's feet. All of the people began to laugh at me. Even Spencer was laughing. God, I felt so embaresd. I bowed my head and hoped no one saw my tears. Then something happened that I never expected. Mickey mouse knelt down in front of me and lifted my head. He wipped my tears and carried me like I was his bride. Oh God I thought I was going to die. I looked at Spencer who was flirting with a handsome stranger. She hadn't even noticed what happened. Some friend I had. Mickey mouse took me to a near by cafe gently put me on a chair.
"Thanks Mickey." I said. He gestured for me to wait a minute. I nodded and he left. I searched into the crowds of people looking for Spencer. Before I knew it, Mickey came back and handed me a desert menu.
"Wow, Mickey this is so sweet but, I don't know if I can take it." I said.
I put down the menu. Mickey shook his head and pointed at the menu. I shook my head. He bowed his head like a little kid. I felt rude to say no now. I opened the menu looking for the cheapest food.
"I'll have an ice cream cone" I said. Mickey jumped for joy and headed to the counter. My friend Spencer came to the table.
"Oh my god, you will never guess what just happened to me" She said as she sat down infront of me.
"Let me guess, you fell down and everyone laughed at you?" I sourly asked.
"Oh god! I am so sorry I completely forgot about that, are you ok?" She asked.
Before giving me the chance to answer, she began giving me her story.
"So I got distracted by this hottie!" She said.
"Let me guess, 6'3 muscular, medium skin, brown hair and to-die-for blue eyes." I guessed. Those were the types of guys she always got.
"Yes! and he asked me for my number" She said. I couldn't act shocked or happy because Spencer, she was beautiful; any guy would fall for her. She had tan skin brown eyes and long brown wavy hair with a sharp white smile. Her thighs were small and boobs were big probably double d's. I looked somewhat like her except I was not as tan as I hoped and my boobs barely fit inside a b cup and my thighs were big and hips were wide. Basically if you compared us to celebrities. She was Vanessa Hudgens and I waas Michelle Trachtenberg. Spencer noticed that I wasn't enthusiastic about her potiental boy friend so she changed the topic.
"How come you came here?" She asked.
"Mickey mouse brought me here." I laughed.
"Pshht yeah right, now tell me the truth." She said. Just as I was about to tell her that I was serious. Mickey came with my ice cream and handed a menu to Spencer as well.
"Thank you so much Mickey." I smiled. Mickey tipped his invisable hat. Spencer smilied.
"Um, Mickey I would like ice cream too." She said. Once again Mickey walked to the counter.
"Do you know what this means Ella?" She asked
"What?" I asked
"Mickey is inlove with you!" She said.
"Oh come on, he probably just felt sorry for me." I said. She eyed him.
"You know I've seen this in a movie once." She whispered.
"Shut up Spencer." I said. Mickey came back with Spencer's ice cream.
"You know Mickey, this is very kind of you. Its really good that we'll see eachother for three weeks. You know since my friend Ella and I are staying at Jasmine's pallace." She said.
What was she doing? Telling this guy where we were staying, he could have been a creep for all we knew. Heck, he could even be a she. Mickey gave Spencer a thumbs up and left to greet the kids.
"Why did you tell him where we are staying?" I asked
"Incase he wants to give you a late night visit." She winked.

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Christina*
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April 17, 2013 9:32pm UTC

I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
(First of all, I would like to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart for reading my story. It really means a lot to me! As you can notice this isn't a chapter. This is just a quick message thanking you for taking your time to read my story. I really value your opinions. Therefore, I need your vote!)
#1. Who do you think Mickey mouse is?
#2. Who would you want Mickey mouse to be?
# 3. Team Micheal vs. Team Roger?
(P.S I will write a chapter today, and I will be adding new characters. Anyone who wants to be in the story. Just leave your name, once again thank you! :)

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Christina*
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April 16, 2013 7:43am UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 7
Eh, whatever.
"Ay Ella, can I get your number at least" He begged.
"Uh..." I began
"She's taken Dezmend" Micheal answered.
"She is?" Dezmend asked.
"I am?" I asked. Micheal smilied.
"You are" He said. Micheal and I gave eachother the "inside joke" look. While Dezmend looked at us like we belonged in a mental institution.
"What the heck were yall doing while I was gone." He questioned. Micheal looked at me for approval to answer. I slighty shook my head and looked at Dezmend.
"We were just making fun of Tony and Spencer." Micheal said
"Yeah, they're one chessy couple. Oh by the way Ella, keep an eye on your friend cause Tony's a heart breaker and I'm pretty sure he's not gonna stay with her." Dezmend said as he looked at Tony and Spencer goofing around on the beach. Micheal elbowed him, while I was snickering. The guys looked at me probably wondering why I was laughing.
"What's so funny?" Dezmend asked. I shook my head.
"Come on please." Micheal begged.
"I know Spencer guys, and trust me. She's not going to be the one with a broken heart." I explained. Speaking of the couple; Tony and Spencer came to us cuddled in each others arms. Wow, they looked like they were madly in love. However, all of us knew this was just a game. There is no way, two people could meet one time and magically fall in love. It was seven pm soon, the so called party had just begun. Everyone was suposed to be dancing. But, all I saw was people drinking beer, grinding, kissing; doing things that I don't even want to think about. I tried to go with the flow until somebody tried to untie my bra. Feeling furious I ran to the shore of the Pacific Ocean and crashed into the soft wet sand. I looked out into the sunset and felt the frigid ocean wave crash on my legs reaching to my hips. I didn't get startled because I was experiencing three of my favorite things. Water, wind and peace. Infact, I felt so peaceful that I had forgotten about the party and everyone there. That is until Micheal showed up. He sat on his knees and looked in the ocean.
"You don't like this party do you." It was a qestion, but it sure didn't sound like one. I shook my head.
"Micheal, why are you hear...why don't you go and have fun" I suggested secretly hoping he'd stay.
"That isn't my definition of fun." He answered looking back at the drunk animals.
"Then what is?" I asked.
"If you come with me, I'll show you." He said.
"You mean leave the party?" I asked
"Yeah." He nodded.
"But, what about Spencer...I can't leave her; and what about your friends?" I asked.
"My friends? please, Dezmend ate so many tacos that he can't come out of the bathroom. Tony is too caught up in Spencer to even notice that there are others around him." He said. I couldn't come up with an argument because he was right. Besides I really wanted to leave.
"Okay." I agreed. He reached out his hand and we both began walking towards his car. Or at least I thought it was a car till he stopped in front of a motorcyle.
"Hop on." He said handing me a helmet.
"But, where are we going?" I questioned while we got on the motorcycle.
"We're going to a real party." He said.
"Dressed like exotic dancers?" I asked reminding him that we were still in our swim suits.
"We'll just stop by Walmart or something and buy clothes." He said. Micheal started the bike. I patiently waited for him to drive. But, it seemed like he was waiting for something.
"Ella." He said
"What?" I asked
"You wanna hold on to something?" He teased
"Right." I said while I barely wrapped my arms around his body.
"Ella, you might want to hold on tighter...you know, if you don't want to fall off." He chuckled.

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February 14, 2013 12:47pm UTC

Wow! I actully got something for Valentines Day!
And that was a dead mouse in my bed. From my cat.

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Christina*
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May 3, 2013 2:59am UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 25
Spencer's dress
"There are a lot of girls that like him and I'm afraid. I'm afraid of losing him. You guys don't get it do you? He means a lot to me. I've never felt this way. It's like he's the missing part of me." She said. Spencer was crying now. Roger scooted up to give her a hug.
"Spenc the way you dress isn't going to make or break his feelings for you." Roger comforted.
"Yeah, I mean the guy must really love you if he suggested to marry you." I joined. Roger's eyes widened.
"Marry?" He asked disgusted.
"Well yeah he loves me." Spencer explained.
"He loves you? I swear to god you girls are out of your mind. How could you possibly dare to think that those guys love you when they don't even know you. Just because they look like angels doesn't mean they are. Love, you guys have no idea what love is." Roger yelled. He sounded more like a father than a friend. I wondered why he was yelling like that. You girls, the heck did he mean with you girls? Why did he bring me into this? I wasn't the one getting married
"Roger you don't understand." Spencer defended.
"What? I don't understand the concept of love? I know more about the value of love then you will ever know. If you want to get married with some random stranger then fine! Go ahead and do it. But don't come crying to me when he breaks your heart." Roger roared. Spencer's scared expression melted my heart and I am sure it melted Roger's too.
"Wear the black one, it makes you look desirable." He gave in. Spencer smiled and gave Roger a brotherly hug.
"Thanks bro." She said.
"Yeah yeah, just be careful ok? Both of you be careful." Roger warned. He let go of Spencer and walked out the door.
"What's his deal?" Spencer muttered. I shrugged as I looked at him leave.
"I don't know Spenc." I answered. I sat on the window ledge while I waited for Spencer to get dressed. The weather wasn't so good. It was rainy and depressing. I watched the rain drops race eachother to the bottom. My eye lids became heavier and heavier. My breathing slowed down and all of a sudden the cold window was really comfortable. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I could nearly hear my self snore when the sudden knock on the door woke me up. I fell of the ledge and wiped my eyes. Who could this be? I thought as I walked to the door. I expected or better yet hopped it was Micheal. But, I was suprised when I found Tony.
"Evening Ella." He said.
"Its only 3pm." I said.
"No love its 7 pm." He said as he walked in. Dang, I must have slept for a long time.
"Oh. I was asleep." I said as I wiped my eyes.
"Is Spencer ready?" He eagerly asked while he searched the room.
"Almost." I stretched my arms. He smiled and sat down on the couch. I just noticed how nice he looked. He was wearing a black suit with a white dress shirt and black tie. He also smelled really nice. But, the boquet of red roses caught my eyes.
"Tony, if you want I can put those in a vase." I suggested.
"Nah, I want to see the look on Spencer's face when I hand her these." He answered looking really impressed with it. They weren't that bright. Or at least not as pretty as the ones Micheal gave me. Oh Micheal, I wondered where he was at this very moment. Tony got up to fix his suit and a small black square fell out of his pocket. I quickly knelt down and picked up the box. My heart came to a stop when I realized it was a ring.
"You're going to propose?" I asked to make sure.
"Yes." He said as he opened the box. It was a bright blue topaz silver ring.
"You like it? Micheal helped me pick it out. He's good with that stuff." He asked. It was no suprise that Micheal was involved this ring was to die for.
"Yes I love it, but isn't it too soon?" I asked.
"Are you kidding? I am twenty years old. I've been living with out her for twenty years. I think that is enough."He smiled. I was shocked. Spencer never liked older guys. She always went for guys our age. Or guys that were younger.
"Is something wrong Ella?" He asked.
"You're old." I blurted. He giggled.
"Say's the girl who is going out with the twenty three year old." He joked.
"Who's twenty three?" I asked not getting his reference.
"Micheal." He answered. Wow, Micheal was twenty three? He sure didn't look like it. I mean he definetly looked like a man. But, he acted like a kid. So It never came to mind that he'd be older than eighteen. I looked at Tony's excited face and wondered how Spencer would respond to his proposal.
"Tony, please don't hurt my best friend." I begged. Tony looked at me with a disapointed face.
"When I first met her, I wanted to play and to be honest; I didn't give a sht about her feelings. But now, I walk on my toes so she can sleep" He said.
"I sure hope you're telling the truth." I muttered as Spencer came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a black lace dress that reached to her mid thighs. The sleves reached her elbows. Her hair was striaght and stuck on her face. She looked magnificant. I grinned watching the childish expression on her face when she spotted Tony. He ran up to her and swept her off her feet. Both of them looked really happy. No, not happy, happy was a weak word for them. They looked captivated. Like Rose and Jack when they reunited at the ship. My heart stirred as Spencer took a hold of the boquet. I was watching a romantic movie. This scene was so blissful. I felt nothing but happiness for my friend. She sheeplishy set the flower on the table and held Tony's ready hand.
"I will bring her back eventually." Tony said. I giggled and looked at Spencer's eager face. I couldn't beileve it. She looked like a complete different person. I have never seen her this happy.
"We're going to the ball." She explained.

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May 3, 2013 1:18am UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 24
If you wake me up again...I swear
"He's not here. I just needed to wake you up." She said. I rolled my eyes and attempted to crawl back into bed again. Spencer grabbed my shoulders and yanked me back. I looked at her with an angry expression.
"What do you want?" I muttered.
"I want you to help me." She begged. This was a first. Spencer never needed my help. I was the one who went on advice hunt. Not her.
"Whats the matter?" I asked with deep concern,
"I don't know what to wear!" She complained. Spencer went about tumbling her clothes in her purple suit case. I looked at her with a suprised expression. Spencer needed help. Spencer needed help on what to wear? Someone pinch me I must be dreaming. I thought as I studied Spencers clothes. It was as if the suit case vomited all over the floor.
"You need help on what to wear?" I sarcastically asked. She looked at me with an annoyed expression.
"Yes, I know it sounds hard to beileve but please." She begged again. I was a milimeter away from checking Spencer's temperature. I bent down on my knees and sorted out the messy clothes.
"You know you picked the worst person for fashion advice." I said.
"Well my other choice is Roger." She explained while she eyed a purple dress. Oh my god, my poor Spencer. She must've been head over heels for Tony. Fashion was something she was always confident about. If she doubted her sense now. Then her love affair must be really dangerous. I don't know why she thought that I would have been a better choice. Roger would have been the wiser choice. Since he was a guy and guys know what guys like. Mabye she didn't think of it that way.
"Spencer." I said. She threw away the purple dress.
"What?" She panicked.
"Why don't you ask Roger, he is a guy. So he could tell you what guys like." I suggested. The light bulb in Spencer's head went off.
"That's brilliant!" She screeched.
"What's brilliant?" Roger muttered as he came inside. He was wearing his gray sweats and no shirt. He never liked wearing shirts. Heck, he never liked wearing clothes. If he could, he'd walk around naked all the time.
"You're telling me what to wear!" Spencer excitidly said. Roger's eyes widened and he turned around to escape. His efforts were pointless. Spencer grabbed his neck and pulled him back. He came down and crashed next to me on the floor. He put his arm around me and wiped his eyes.
"Roger!" Spencer yelled.
"What?" Roger yawned.
"Tell me what to wear!" Spencer comanded. Roger handed her an hanger with no clothes.
"There is nothing on this!" Spencer complained.
"Exactly." Roger said. I giggled causing Roger to smile. Spencer became iritated.
"This isn't funny guys. I want to impress him." She was nearly in tears. I stopped giggling. Roger looked concerned.
"Spenc whats wrong?" I asked. She let out a tear or two.
"There are a lot of girls that like him and I'm afraid. I'm afraid of losing him. You guys don't get it do you? He means a lot to me. I've never felt this way. It's like he's the missing part of me." She said.
(guys I know this is short, but i was really tired so im sorry. i will write again later on. I ask that if you read this you would fav or coment. I don't write for the favs I'm just curious as to how many people actually read my story so yeah thank you and have a great weekened:)

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Christina*
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April 13, 2013 2:55am UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 3
Just when you lose hope in love, someone changes your mind
"Prove it then." Roger dared
"Fine!" I said
I stood in front of him and gently grabbed the top of my skirt. I quickly looked up to notice that he was staring at me. It made me feel tingly to see him look at me like that; like he was the fishermen and I was the fish. Little did he know that his bait was about to bite him in the as. I flashed a devilish smile and kneed him in his thing. He rolled back on the floor and crawled up in a fetus position. I burst into evil girlish laughter. He growled and stared at me with childish eyes.
"Thats not funny" He whined. Still looking like a paralyzed penguin. I stopped laughing.
"Roger are you okay?" I asked feeling a little guilty. He shook his head.
"Here let me help you get up" I offered my hand.
He slowly reached up and grabbed my hand and smiled. I knew what he was about to do. Being that Roger was a heavy weight wrestler there was no way I could escape his grasp now. He yanked me down rolled on top of me and pinned my wrists to the ground.
"Should I be afraid?" I asked raising my eyebrows. He leaned down being only a few inches away from my face.
"Very." He smirked. I tried to kick him again but his weight didn't let me. He snorted while a squirmed like a worm desperatly trying to break free from his hold. After several failed attempts I just layed there and closed my eyes. I figured he would get bored of me just laying there and let go. I laid there for nearly seven minutes. Roger rarely moved but when he did I got goosebumps. When he felt safeenough he let go of my hands. Since I felt too tired to get up I just laid there hoping that he would carry me to bed like my dad did when I was little. Instead Roger stroked my arms. Again I was too tired to protest and besides it felt good. He slowly knelt down and soon enough I felt his warm but peircing breath on my neck. I had more goosebumps and I was sure that my cheeks were red. I did not put up a fight. Not because I was tired, but simply because this felt too good. No guy has ever done that to me. Also I wanted to see how far he would go. He didn't touch me or kiss me. He just left a trail of warm breaths all over my neck and God it drove me crazy. Then he just stopped. I laid there for around a minute wondering what he was doing. I felt like a tree waiting for thunder to strike. With out a warning he bent down and bit my neck. I gasped and jerked up. Oh god I felt embarased. I avoided all eye contact and tried to catch my breath. God what would I tell him? Why did I react the way I did?
"I'm sorry...its just that you didn't say anything so I assumed you liked it, I didn't mean to hurt you." He said
"You didn't hurt me Roger, you just suprised me." I giggled
"So you did like it?" He asked
"Liked it? I loved it." I blurted without thinking. Oh gosh why did I say that? He grinned and scooted closer to me. I was torn in two parts. One wanted to sleep and the other wanted him. But I wasn't sure why I felt the way I did. I never thought of Roger more than a friend and the sick thing is I still couldn't think of him being more than a friend. Even though it felt good, Roger was no more than a friend and he would always stay that way. I usually did what I thought was the right thing. Even when it was the thing I wanted the least. I wasn't planning to change that. But how was I supposed to tell him? Especially after what I just said. Before either of us could say anything, the door swang open. It was Spencer! Oh thank God. I thought as I ran up to hug her avoiding any contact with Roger.
"Yay your home!" I hugged her really tight.
"I was only gone for an hour." She laughed hugging me back. Spencer put her bag down and stared at us.
"Did you have fun" I asked
"Lots, oh by the way you and I are going to a beach party tomorrow!" She said. I would pound her with thousands of questions asking how and why we are going . But now I just wanted to sleep.
"Ok." I said. Being shocked that I didn't ask anything Spencer shifted her eyes back and forth between Roger and I.
"What did you two do while I was gone?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow
"Nothing, we did nothing...right Rog?" I blurted He smiled and said:
"We'll I wouldn't really consider watching your friend puke nothing." Oh thank God Roger didn't mention the "thing"
After a moment of awkward silence Roger said:
"Well..I am going to my room to sleep." He said as he kissed both of us goodbye.
"What was up with him?" Spencer asked
"No clue" I shrugged and got into bed. As we both layed in bed together I listened to Spencer tell me all about her new boy friend. Spencer had a habit of giving every single detail so I got bored very easily. But, I knew how important it was for her to that I listen so I did my very best. Every now and then I'd fall asleep but her excited voice would wake me up. I acted interested in her story; but in the inside I wished she would sleep so that I could sleep too. I had insomnia so if i didn't sleep at the time I was tired than I wouldn't be able to sleep at all. Sadly, this is what happened to me tonight. Spencer fell asleep and I couldn't even shut my eyes. I felt so angry and confused at the same time. Angry that I couldn't sleep and confused about what happened with Roger. I figured that laying in bed would do me no good. So, I went to the balcony climbed down the stairs shaped like the carpet in Aladin's lamp. There wasn't as many people as there was in the morning. There were mostly couples and securities. I sat on a bench and felt the fresh California wind blowing on my face. I noticed a little girl holding her dad's hand and my heart sank to my stomach. Whenever I dreamed of this place, I always imagined that my father would be with me and not in Afganstan.
"Its not the same without you dad." I whispered as more tears slipped. God, I missed him so much! He had been deployed nearly ten months ago. I had to wait an entire year to see him again, that is if I got to see him again. I closed my eyes and leaned back on the bench. I felt a puffy fabric on my cheek wiping off my tear. I opened my eyes to find Mickey mouse sitting next to me.

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Christina*
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May 22, 2013 8:40pm UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 31
It doesn't make any sense. But I guess that's how trust works.
"You just have to trust me." He said. I took a deep breath and crashed into his arms. He caught me and held me up. It disapointed me that he was the one keeping me up because even my own knees were rejecting me. My arms held tightly on to his body. I felt so weary but yet comfortable. There was an argument going on inside of me. One part of me thought that it knew Micheal. That Micheal trully did love me and would never hurt me. Another part of me thought I was insane. It thought that Micheal was a stranger and shouldn't be trusted. Now, I had to make a choice. If I was to trust him, or forget him. I looked for a sign to make my decision. But, his silent embrace made things clear.
"What if I don't want to trust you?" I muttered.
"Then you don't have to. I can just take you home and go back to work." He calmy said.
"Just like that?" I asked. Gosh, it was as if he didn't want me here. As if I was the only one who wanted him. As if he felt sorry for me. I desprately tried not to cry. Why was I so sensative around him? It took a lot of hard work to get me crying. But, him? He didn't have to put in much effort to make me sad. Just like he didn't have to put in effort to make me happy. It was like this was his gift and my curse. He had total control over me and I just hoped he hadn't realized that. I didn't let go of him in fear of having to face him. I didn't want to see the look on his face and I definetly didn't want him to look at mine. I didn't want to look into his eyes. If I did look into those cursed eyes, I would be done for. My fate would be decided and every little sanity left in me would perish. I silently hugged him wating for him to make a move. He took a deep breath and began whispering.
"Remember everything is easier said then done. I'd much rather have you trust me and stay. But, at the same time I don't want you to do something you don't want to do. So if you're not quite sure if you want to stay with me then...as hard as it is for me, I can take you back." His voice choked up at the end of the sentence. Heaven poured its courage on my body and I slowly stepped away from Micheal. I looked at his face and straight into his eyes. Without saying a thing I held his face with one hand and traced his his cheek bones. I pressed my other hand on his chest trying to measure his pulse. This was like that scene in Tarzan when Tarzan held his hand upto Jane's and realized that they were the same. Same hand, same heart beat. His heart rate was rising like an a bike going down the hill. This was something he couldn't lie about. He could fake his words. But, he couldn't fake his heart rate. Amused that I caused his pulse to rise, I smirked. Micheal took a deep breath and continued to stare down at me. He probably waited for me to say something. But, I didn't. Instead I kept staring at him and pressing his chest with both my hands now. I sheepishly looked down on his chest and back up to his face. I bit my lower lip still keeping my eyes fixed on his face.
"If you know what's good for you, then you should really stop staring at me like that." He said nearly out of breath. I chuckled and slapped him.
"Tag you're it!" I screamed as I ran away.
"What?" He laughed.
"You're it!" I childishly screamed looking back to see how far I ran. Oh god, I only ran around twenty feet. Micheal took of his jacket and began to run after me. Feeling a deep rage of panic, I picked up my heavy dress and attempted to run faster. When my lungs began to reject me, I knew that this was a pathetic idea. What was I thinking playing the hardest game in the world. I didn't even like this game nor was I good at it. I hated running. I guess I just wanted to be like that cute couple in the movies. After two minutes of hopeless running. I came to a stop and threw my hands in the air.
"I give up...I don't care, so go ahead and catch me." I gasped for air. I screamed as I felt Micheal's hands crush my spine. We both fell on the ground.
"I gotch'ya." He teased after he took a quicky breath.
"Eh...it probably wasn 't too hard to do." I breathed.
"It was for me, I'm not much of a runner." He said.
"Me either." I admited. He snorted.
"Then why did you start this game?" He asked.
"I don't know." I laughed. Now, we were both roaring with laughter and trying to breathe. Everytime we would try to calm down, one of us would began laughing again. Micheal stood up and as he was about to speak I began laughing causing him to laugh too.
"Ella stop...my stomach...gosh...I'll be...right back." He laughed as he ran back to his car. I layed on the damp grass trying to stop laughing. The wind gracefully blew in my ears and my pulse began to calm. I closed my eyes and stretched my arms out on the refreshing grass. There could be several insects crawling up my legs but I didn't care. I felt really peaceful. My peace was shattered as I felt a bright light flash before my eyes.

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April 17, 2013 11:50pm UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 8
Just when you think you know a guy
"Right." I said while I barely wrapped my arms around his body.
"Ella, you might want to hold on tighter...you know, if you don't want to fall off." He chuckled. I squeezed my arms a little more. After he was sure that I had a nice grip, he drove off. We were going at an intense speed causing me to gasp and tighten my grip on him.The engine noise prevented me from hearing anything. But, I could tell from the spasms on this abbs that Micheal was laughin. Everything was so overwhelming at this moment. The touch of his body, the cold wind and the bueatiful California weather. I felt like I was dreaming, like I was about to wake up anytime. I had lost my sanity. What was I doing? Half naked on a stranger's motorcycle. This guy could have been a jerk for all I knew. But, I had no choice and I didn't even want to consider that. He was my weakness. I wondered what my father would think, if he saw me like this. He would probably beat the life out of Micheal and yell at me. The word awkward had a new meaning when we pulled into the parking lot of Walmart. It became worse when we stepped into the store. Everyone looked at us like we were Lady Gaga's back up dancers. At first we went to the mens section. Micheal automatically went to the clearence secction. He got a black tank top for a dollar and I found myrtle green jeans and he was set. He told me to go pick out an outfit while he changed. I also went to the clearence section. I found a pair of faded army shorts for three dollars and I found the perfect olive green short sleve. All I needed was a jacket. I went to the mens section for jackets because they were ten times softer than girl's jackets. I found a faded brown leather jacket with soft cotton on the inside. I made sure to get one that was a little big on me so that Micheal and I could share it. After we finished getting dressed. We walked to the shoe section and stopped by the jwelery on the way. I fell in love with this black rosemary necklace. Micheal liked it too. So we both got one. Except mine was black and his was silver. At the shoe secction, I bought simple black heels and he got combat boots. Micheal stood in front of the fitting room waiting for me to change, while he paid the lady managing the changing rooms. I put on the clothes and rushed out of the fiting room so I could see the mirror. I looked at Micheal for approval. He eyed me from head to toe.
"What do you think?" I asked.
"You look like you can kick my as." He smirked.
"He means you look great." The lady said. I grinned.
"I have a teenage boy, so I know their language." She explained as she handed Micheal the receipt. We smashed our bathing suits into the small trunk under the back seat in the bike. The ride was much more comfortable now that we had clothes on. We began to drive away from the crowded city and entered quiet and dark streets. Micheal pulled into a dark alley and we parked next to a dumpster. Suddenly my brain was filled with fear. Why the heck did he bring me here? I had seen this in movies and the next scene wasn't too bright. We got off the bike, he opened the dumpster and did the strangest thing. He lifted his bike and put in the dumpster. I looked at him in shock.
"Ghetto security" He explained. I nodded with my hands in my pocket wondering if it was too late to make a run for it.
"So, Micheal, where is this party?" I asked with my voice cutting up. He pointed to the top of the highest building around that area.
"Up there." He said
"You mean on the roof?!" I asked terrified. He was suprised by my sour tone.
"Yeah." He answered sounding a little scared him self. The look on his face made me feel guilty. He looked at me like a child when his mother says no.
"How the heck are we supposed to get up there?" I asked sounding a little more calm. He pointed to the doors a couple meters down the alley. I decided to take the chance and go with him. A part of me was terrified another part was screaming "I told you so." Micheal slipped in his key and opened the door. He held my hand and he lead me to an elevator. As soon as he pressed the button to go up all of the lights in the building came on. I felt a little more comfortable.
"Your scared aren't you?" Micheal asked.
"Wouldn't you be?" I asked
"Yeah, I would. But tonight I'll prove to you that I will never hurt you." He emphasised the word never. There were only two options, First, he really did like me. Second, he was just playing around. Right now, I felt confused. I wanted to go home, but at the same time I wanted to stay with him. We reached the highest floor, floor 32. I heard music and voices coming from the ceiling and felt a lot better.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 11 (continued)
"I meant cologne!" I teased.
"Champion by Davidoff." He said pulling me closer.
"Well it sure smells like a winner." I joked. The next song was Unchained Melody by the Righteous brothers. I absolutly adored this song. It gave my heart an earth quake everytime I heard it and I every single time I would cry. Not just a simple cry. But, like sobbing. I never understood why though. I was never in love so it shouldn't have a meaning for me. However, it did. so I began to weep once again.
"What's wrong?" Micheal asked with his voice cutting up. Oh god, was he crying too? I streched up to look at his face. He quickly blinked so I wouldn't see his tears. I felt my heart sink. I held his jaw and looked deep in his eyes with tears spilling from my eyes.
"I don't know how to explain it. This song it-" I tried to explain.
"Yeah it does that to me too." He answered spilling some tears himself. He craddled my head and pulled me in for a kiss. It was a holy kiss. Sort of like the ones you'd give someone before saying goodbye, passionate and meaningful. I let my tears spill over his cheeks. He bit my lower lip and I slowly pulled it out and gazed at his godly eyes still full of tears. We didn't have to say how we felt. The song did all the explaining. He slowly got up keeping eye contact. Micheal took a hold of my neck and pulled it to his head. Our foreheads were smushed against each other. It was as if there was one head. His godly eyes were only and inch away from mine. While keeping his eyes fixed on me he reached down and held my cold hands. I spilled more tears as I realized that his hands were shaking. Now, we couldn't help it. Both of us let it go crying and kissing. Then all of sudden I felt my phone vibrate.
"Sht...." I uttered while i looked at the caller ID.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 12
If this is love, than I must be dreaming
"Sht...." I uttered while i looked at the caller ID. Micheal's eyes widened. He looked like he wanted to throw my phone off the roof.
"Who is it?" He questioned.
"It's Roger." I said.
"Who the heck is Roger." He asked with a hint of anger.
"He's my best friend. He's probably wondering where I am....What should I say?" I panicked.
"Tell him you're with me." He calmly answered while crossing his arms.
"Right, I will also tell him that I am making out on the roof of a 34 floor building with a man I've known for six hours." I said with sarcasm. Micheal just smiled and nodded.
"Do you want me to talk to him?" He offered.
"No you crazy? ugh,,,you know what I won't even answer. I'll just explain everything to him once I get there." I said as I turned off my phone. Micheal stroked my face.
"Way to ruin the moment." He teased
"Yeah I guess." I shrugged as I looked at the stereo system. Our song was over but another on came on soon.
"Micheal-" I began
"Yeah I know, you like this one too." He finished. Micheal wrapped his arms around me and gave me a childish smile.
"Would you like to dance Ms. Rosingburg?" He whispered. At first I was flattered, then it hit me. Ms. Rosingburg? How the heck did this guy know my last name? The only ones who knew were Roger and Spencer and there is no way Spencer had the chance to tell him. I became un easy and tapped his shoulders trying to understand how he found out my last name.
"Is there something wrong Ms. Rosingburg?" He cheekishly asked. I shook my head trying to forget about it but I just couldn't. How did he know my name?
"Micheal" I said
"I did something wrong didn't I?" He guessed.
"No! its just....how do you know my last name?" I investigated.
"You told my your dad's last name and I assumed that you had the same last name." He explained.
"Oh, right....you caught that huh?" I asked amazed that he remembered.
"Well duh Ella you only said it a couple hours ago." He laughed.
"Yeah but we were climbing up that ladder." I reminded him as I eyed the ladder. the top of it was nailed on the roof like a pool ladder. It seemed safe but shook when there was weight on it. I frowned remembering that I would have to go back down through that scary ladder.
"Whats wrong?" He asked
"Nothing, can we still dance?" I asked remembering his question. It was kind of stupid to ask now because the song was nearly over.
"We sure can." He smirked bringing back the fun loving rebel. I couldn't help but grin.
"Just a sec though, I'm not feeling this song anymore." He said as he walked towards the stereo system and skipped a couple tracks. At first there was only a guitar than a girl began speaking with a british ackent. She sounded so seductive and I could tell by the beat that this was tango. Micheal revealed a devilish smile as we walked towards each other.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 16
When things don't feel right, find a cartoon character.
I stepped back and looked at Mickey's fixed smile and realized who I loved. I loved Mickey. Tears overflowed and I hugged Mickey again.
"I did something horrible." I confessed still hugging him. I knew that Mickey couldn't respond so I began to explain.
"I ditched Spencer. I hurt Roger's feelings and I ran off with this strange man. Now I am torn into many parts. I don't know what I want." I explained.
Mickey put his arm around me and we walked down the beautiful floral garden amongst the park.
"We were at a beach party. But, the people weren't very nice. So I left. With this guy, his name is Micheal and he is one of the most amazing people I've met." I said. Mickey bowed his head, did I say something wrong?
"You okay Mickey?" I sheeplishly asked. He nodded and I continued.
"When I'm around him. I feel like the whole world has disapeard. It's like time has no existance. But, when he's gone and Roger is with me I don't want him to come back. I know it doesn't make any sense. I my self, don't understand the way I feel." I said. Mickey scratched his head probably in confusion. I continued to speak.
"I've known Roger since I was four. We've been through everything together. I never thought of him more than a friend. But, I love him. I really love him. I cannot understand in which way though. If he kissed me, I wouldn't stop him, but I would never ask him to." I explained as we sat down under a pink blossom tree. I took a deep breath and kept talking.
"But, Micheal. Oh god Micheal. Kissing is all I want to do when I am with him. He keeps me on my toes. I never know what to expect from him. Though its been a day we've met. I feel like I know him from somewhere." I said as I laid back on the tree. I felt the soft wind brush against my face. I remembered falling asleep out here yesterday and suddenly it hit me.
"Hey Mickey." I said. Mickey nodded.
"I fell asleep on you yesterday and some how woke up inside my room. Could you please explain how?" I asked. Mickey shrugged. I became angry and confused. Mickey knew which building I stayed in. But, he didn't know which room. Even if he did, how would he open the door? The only people that had the key were Roger and Spencer.
"I'm serious, how did you know which room?" I investigated. Mickey shrugged and before I could ask again he got up and ran away.
"Come back." I mouthed. I didn't feel like chasing Mickey so I got up and began to walk towards my room. But then changed my direction once I figured I wouldn't be able to sleep. Instead, I walked to Roger's room hoping he would be awake. The door creaked as I stepped in. The room was lit up so he must have been awake. His room was exactly the same as mine. I slowly tip toed to his bed. It was ruined but no one was in it. He was probably in the bathroom or something. I slipped into his bed and faced the painting of Cinderalla infront of me. After a minute or two I became bored and looked through his stuff on the desk next to the bed. I found a leather journal about the size of an average chapter book. Curious, I opened the book and noticed that it was written in black pen. Roger wrote in this book, I could tell by his hand writing. The title Affairs of the Broken Flower caught my eye. It appeared to be a poem. I bit my lip as I looked around the room making sure he couldn't see me. I didn't know Roger wrote, especially poetry. I silenty read what my best friend had wrote.
The Affairs of the Broken Flower
Feelings are better said then written.
For when I saw her, I was smitten.
She is a flower, but indeed a broken one.
Do I have the strength to undo what has been done?
I don't know, I cannot think anymore.
They say that love captures your heart, but it seems that mine had captured my brain.
Oh lord, I think I am going insane.
Although sanity was something I never had, If i did then I would be glad.
For I wouldn't fall for someone as unworthy as her.
A broken flower with it's affairs.
I just couldn't survive feeling her flares.
This isn't normal love, it is poison.
Is my heart of stone filled with emotion?
I'm afraid so
But there is nothing I can do now
except stare at her in awe, and wonder how
Wow, this is good. I wonder who he wrote it for. I thought as I laid back. He had a strange style of writing. Ever poem was different. Some were gloomy, others were confusing. I found some poems that warmed up my heart and others that scared me to death. I felt my eye lids becoming heavier and heavier within each blink. Knowing that I would fall asleep, I put his book back on the desk and snuggled under the blanket which smelled like citrus and spice. I inhaled the scent and fell asleep.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 28
Medieval times, those were good times.
The fresh California wind kissed my cheeks and swayed my dress back. I couldn't do anything but smile. This was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. It was a wide circular balcony. There were five lit torches coming out of the buildings. Oh my gosh, the flames were purple. How was that even possible? It was breath taking. There railing was difficult to see because of the lovely weeping willows. This place was like paradise. I couldn't decide where to look first. There two pretty shallow ponds with big pink blossoms peacfully floating on top, The thing that really amazed me was the statue. It was a young girl coming out of a piano and water was roaring out of her fingertips gracefully dropping on the key board. I sat down on the chair of the statue and let the water drip on my fingers. My heart came to a sudden stop when I heard a door creak. I looked around to find someone coming in. Oh God, I was going to get into so much trouble. Wait, it was Mickey. Oh thank goodness it was Mickey. He carefully closed the door behind him. It appeared that Mickey wasn't allowed to be hear either.
"Mickey." I excitedly greeted. He jumped and spun around. Its funny. Even though I couldn't see his face. I could tell he was suprised. Not only that, But he was amazed. He was amazed because I looked pretty. Heck, I looked beautiful. For once in my life I was confident. Before I could say anything Mickey gave me one of his traditional bone crushing hugs.
"You didn't expect to see me here did you?" I teased. He shook his head.
"Well here I am." I said. Mickey flopped his hands probably wondering how I got here.
"I wanted to go to the ball, but ended up here instead." I explained.
"Roger is on a date with Colleen. Spencer is with Tony and Micheal? I don't know where Micheal is. I haven't heard from him all day. I don't know if I should feel worried or what. I mean I guess I can't expect him to be around me twenty four seven. But, I just wish he would realize how happy I am when he is with me. I feel so wild. Like I can do anything in the world." I said. Mickey tapped my on the shoulder. It appeared that he wanted to tell me something.
"What is it?" I asked. He made an M with his fingers. What did an M mean? Oh right, Micheal.
"Micheal?" I guessed. He nodded.
"What about him?" I asked. Mickey gestured for me to wait a second. I nodded and he left. After a minute he came back with a white envelope. I grabbed it and ripped it open. It was a letter.
Dear Ella,
Meet me at the Disney Balcony at midnight. One of the security guards is my friend. Tell him you're Ella and ask him to escort you to the balcony. It is one of the most amazing places. I would take you there my self. But I have to work honey. Any how, I would text you but I lost my phone. Also it is much more romantic to use a letter. I guess I'm just a dork huh? Spencer told me Mickey Mouse was your favorite character. So I gave this letter to him so that he would give it to you. See you tonight.
-Micheal
"It was from Micheal." I smiled. It made me happy to know he remembered me.
"What time is it Mickey?" I asked. He made flashed a ten and one with his hands.
"Eleven?" I asked. He nodded. I smiled and fan girled. There was only one hour. One hour left till Micheal was with me. I was so happy I squeezed Mickey. It made me even happier when he squeezed me back. He got up and walked to one of the torches. He flipped open a plastic green cover and pressed a big red button. A wonderful melody began to play. It was soft melodic violin with a suprano voice singing lalala. Mickey bowed down inviting me to dance. I smiled and grabbed his hand. We danced and twirled around to around ten different melodies. The last time I twirled around Mickey mouse disapeared. I wondered where he went. What was this guy? Was he a mythical creature or something? He was like that cat Alice kept seeing in the movie Alice in Wonderland. My head began to hurt so I untied my wavy hair letting it drop on my shoulders. I hurt foot stepts.
"Micheal." I screeched as I ran up to him. He didn't let me hug him. He was looking at me. I wondered what he was thinking.
"You look..." He said. It appeared that he was looking for words.
"Like a princess?" I helped.
"No. You look like a bride. Like my bride. The one I always imagined walking up to me in a church. The one that would turn everyones head. The one that is mine." He explained as he embraced me. He peacefully kissed me and hugged me. I layed my face on his chest and inhaled my favorite cologne. We walked around and Micheal showed me around the parts of the balcony.
"How did you know this place anyways?" I asked.
"We were here on a family vacation. I snuck up here once trying to hide from Addy." He explained.
"Ever since then I always come up here. It's like my little paradise. No one ever comes here after eight pm so its cool. I even have some of my stuff up here." He said.
"Like this guitar." He said as he lifted a guitar.
"You play?" I asked.
"No I keep it for fun." He sarcastically said. I laughed at my own stupidity.
"You should play for me" I said.
"What do you want me to play?" He said as he put the guitar around his shoulder.
"Dear life. By Anthony Hamiltion." I said.
"Oh I love that song." He said. I smiled and he began to play.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 21
Its him, its definetly him
"I'm gonna make you eat your words Ms. Rosingburg." He breathed in my ear and I gasped again. He bit my earlob and made a warm nasty trail from my ear to my chin. He sucked on my chin and moved down to my throat. I grasped his neck and sunk my nails into his flesh. He growled and moved up to my lips again. He bit my upper lip and sucked on my tongue. Oh my god I was going insane.
"Micheal." I muttered.
"What?" He seductivly said while he sucked on my neck.
"Micheal." I moaned.
"What." He breathed.
"Micheal." I moaned again.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"You." I breathed. He laughed an evil laugh and whispered in my ear.
"Say my name."
"Micheal." I giggled.
"Good girl." He kissed my ear. I heard Roger's voice and quickly jerked up. Micheal realized I was panicking and did the same. We sat down across from eachother and welcomed our group. Zoey rushed over and sat next to Micheal. I would've been jealous. But, I didn't care. Not after what just happened. Colleen was next to Roger and Dezmend sat down next to me.
"So what were you two up to?" Colleen asked.
"We were talking." Micheal answered. Zoey smiled and leaned on his shoulder.
"I'm gonna go check on Charolette." I said as I got up and left. I stepped in the girls bathroom to spot her crying infront of the mirror.
"Charolette, what's wrong" i asked fearing that it was my fault.
"I'm sorry Ella, I'm not really lezbian or bi. I just...I don't know. I wanted to try it, ya' know." She sobbed.
"Yeah, I understand." I hugged her.
"Truth be told, I am straight too. I was just curious." I said. She smiled reileved and we both went outside. After that all of us went on different rides and went home around 9 pm. Since Spencer wasn't home yet, Roger and I roamed around Disney land visiting the characters. I noticed that Mickey mouse wasn't around.
"Hey Roger, you know where Mickey is?" I asked. For some reason he seemed alarmed by my question.
"Er...I don't know Ella." He said looking around. I shrugged and spotted a young woman dressed up like Tinker Bell walking up to us. She flashed an invitation over my face. I grabbed it and looked at the label. Before I had the chance to ask, she ran away.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 23
Wonders in the bathroom
"You're towels falling off princess." He nodded. Before I got a chance to pull it up. He slapped my butt and left. Oh my god! I wanted to kill him and his little girl friend. I put on my under wear and a bra and Spencer's loose white dress shirt just incase Roger was still here. I walked to my room and thank god, Roger had left so I didn't have to wear clothes. I sat on the couch and ate a banana split sunday. I was kind of annoyed because there was a fly who wanted my ice cream. It would keep buzzing in my ear. I heard knocking on the door. It scared me and I spilled chokolate syrup on my neck. I grabbed my bowel with one hand and a napkin with the other. Spencer was knocking really fast so I couldn't wait. I flung the door open to find Micheal staring at me. Or my chest to be more specific.
"Micheal." I studdered. This felt so awkward. I couldn't even button my dress shirt because of the ice cream in my hand. He noticed I was panicking because he laughed. Before I could cover up he stepped inside and kissed my cheek. I quickly put down the ice cream on the table and attempted to button my shirt.
"Don't cover it up baby." He smirked as he hugged me.
"Micheal you'll get syrup on your shirt." I said sticking up my chest so the syrup wouldn't slip down my bra.
"Don't worry about that hun." He said. Before I could say anything he was licking the syrup off my neck.
"Ella, I had the best time!" I heard Spencer's enthusiastic voice. I pushed Micheal and we both stared at Spencer disapointed. Spencer's jaw dropped. I squeezed Micheal's shoulders trying not to laugh. Micheal whispered in my ear.
"I love you" He backed away and licked his chockolate lips and left. Spencer closed the door and rushed to me.
"I knew it!" She screeched. I laughed and pulled my hair.
"He's so amazing!" I cheered.
"He's hot too." She smiled.
"So how was your date with Tony?" I asked excited.
"It was fantastic. Tony asked me to marry him!" She cried.
"What? You guys have only known each other for three days!" I protested.
"Well not right now Ella, after we get to know each other." She explained.
"We're only going to stay here for three weeks." I reminded.
"I know, I told him about that. He said he will come with us!" She cheered.
"I don't know Spenc. He could just be saying that to get in your pants." I said. She frowned and looked at me.
"I trust him. He loves me, I can feel it." She said. I shrugged.
"Trust me Ella, when the right one comes a long. You'll just know it." She assured. Wow, she really thought Tony was the right one. How could she be so sure? She barely knows him. I smiled and said:
"For your sake, I hope you're right." She smiled and hugged me. I spent a couple hours tellilng her about Micheal. After I realized she fell asleep I got up to search for Mickey mouse. He was sitting by a water foutain. When he noticed me, he ran up and gave me a bone crushing hug. I spent rest of the night with Mickey, telling him about Micheal, Charolette and Colleen. I loved how much relief I felt everytime I talked to Mickey. It was completely blind trust. I hadn't seen him and I hadn't known who he was. For once, I walked back to my room and fell asleep. I felt Spencer's hands on my shoulders tugging me.
"What!" I yelled.
"Wake up Micheal wants to see you!" She yelled back. I quickly got up.
"Where is he?" Spencer laughed.
"He's not here. I just needed to wake you up." She said.

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I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 46
Please,
I took a deep breath. There was a choice to be made, I could run after Roger or I could call Michael. Either way, I would end up hurting one of them, which, would hurt me. I guess I had to figure out who was worth suffering for. I had to figure out how to make the right choice, and lately I hadn't been doing that.
"Roger! come back." I got up and ran after him.
The cool California air swept my hair back, my eyes scanned the park and they couldn't find him. He must've gone to his suite. I walked next door and banged my fist on his door.
"Roger, please...open the door." I begged
He flung the door open and sniffed. I didn't know what to do, I just got on my tip toes and clung on to his neck. He hugged me back and inhaled my damp hair.
"Please, don't do this to me." I cried
"I'm not doing anything, your Michael is doing it. I haven't hurt you once, and I've known you since we were like five. He's only known you for about a week and look what he's done to you. He'll end up destroying you." Roger said
I wished I could argue with him. But, he was right.
"What am I supposed to do about it?" I cried
"Forget him, he's just going to hurt you." He said
"I want to, but I don't think I can..." I breathed
He pulled me back and looked straight into my eyes.
"I can help you." He said.
His forehead was against mine. I gazed into his dark twinkling eyes, my nails were slowly digging into his flesh. I felt his warm breath on my cold lips.
"I really, really want to touch you." He whispered.
I closed my eyes.
"I want to....God, I want to kiss you." He breathed.
I slid my hand down his chest and it was almost like I could feel his heart beat.
"Please...." He blew.
I tried pulling back, but, he pushed forward.
"If you had a single clue about what's going on inside of me. You wouldn't torture me like this." He said.
If you knew what was going on inside of me, you wouldn't try to kiss me. I thought. I felt bewildered, like I was high. I couldn't think straight, and Rogers words had me on top of the world.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 13
Please don't do this, not now.
Micheal revealed a devilish smile as we walked towards each other. I could tell from the cocky expression on his face that he was confident. I didn't stay far behind. Poor guy. He probably thought that he was the leader and I was the follower. Little did he know that he happened to be dancing with the dancing queen. I put on an inocent
expression to really fool him. He took my right hand and settled it on his shoulder while he slipped his right arm under mine hugging my back. I held his left hand and we both looked into each others eyes. Once the tempo rised we began to move. Two steps back, two steps forward. Then I slid back, rolled my hips and twirled around. Micheal slipped his hands into his pockets and paid close atention to what I would do next. I kicked up my right leg up attempting to do a quick move I learned in gymnastic camp. My plan didn't go so well; Micheal caught my ankle and yanked me towards him. I couldn't keep my balance so I fell on him. So now I was stuck on his body with my right leg wrapped around his waist. My hands were on his chest. Breathless I looked up at his face. He was giggling. It angered me deeply when I realized that he won the game I created. I tried to step back but I he didn't let me. Instead he just held my thighs preventing me from getting up. After a couple attempts I grunted and crossed my arms.
"Is there a problem?" He teased. I lowered my eye brows and glared at him. His face dropped. But, he didn't let me go.
"Whats the matter?" He wondered as if he didn't know.
"Micheal." I angerly said.
"What?" He asked all inocent.
"Let me go!" I yelled.
"Is that what you really want?" He taunted. I put my hands on his throat.
"Let, me, go!" I bitterly said.
For some reason Micheal was amused by my anger. He chuckled. No matter how mad I was his laughter made me happy. But I wouldn't give up. I desperatly tried not to laugh. Remember Ella, you're mad. I told my self while I squeezed his throat. Gosh, wasn't I hurting him? Just a bit?
"Only if you say please." He insisted. I squeezed harder.
"Could you stop doing that Ella, your giving me a erction." He whispered.
I gasped and imediately took off my hands. How did he dare to talk to me this way. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes in disgust. He burst into laugher still holding on to me. Oh my gosh his laugh was so contagious. I bit hard on my cheeks so I wouldn't laugh.
"Micheal." I said with a faint laugh. He took a deep breath.
"What?" He asked. Now I was laughing and I was laughing hard.
"Please let go of my legs." I begged.
"I don't know....I kinda like em here." He laughed.
"Micheal!" I yelled trying to hold back my laughter.
"Please." I begged again.
"Do I have to?" He asked.
"Yes!" I yelled. He finally let go and sat down on the wooden table behind him. My legs were sweaty now.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Midnight." Micheal said as he looked at his phone.
"I should probably get back to Disney Land." I said with a frown.
"Disney Land?" Micheal shockingly asked.
"Yeah, didn't you know we were on vacation here?" I asked.
"Spencer said you guys live here." Micheal said.
"Err...I don't know what she said. But, we don't." I answered. Oh God Spencer, why did she lie to them?
"Man, I don't know how Tony's going to handle this." He scratched his head.
"Please don't tell him....I don't want to get Spencer in trouble." I begged.
"Yeah...I probably won't." Micheal agreed. After that we climbed back down through the scary ladder and drove back to Disney Land. Micheal refused to let me walk back to my room alone so he esscorted me through the park and to my suite.
"So this is where you're staying?" He asked as he measured the height of the building.
"Yeah." I answered while I climbed up the stairs. He followed me probably wanting to take a peek inside my room. I opened the door and we both walked in. To my suprise, the light was already on. Fear clouded my mind as I noticed Rogers angry face across the room. As soon as we were inside he marched towards me.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 14
There goes my ribs
As soon as we were inside he marched towards me. Omg, now I was in trouble. God! I should have made Micheal leave. I wanted to see Micheal's reaction but, Rogers angry face didn't let me. He looked like a roaring lion and i was terrified. I have never seen Roger so angry.
"This is why you didn't answer your god dam phone?" He yelled gesturing towards Micheal. I flinched back in fear.
"I didn't get your phone calls." I lied
"Yeah right." Roger yelled. I couldn't understand why he was so angry. Why did my actions concern him? It was none of his god dam business where I was and who I was with. I just wish I had the guts to say that to his face.
"Spencer called...you know what she said? She said she has no idea where you went!" He yelled marching back and forth. I was shaking now, a tear or two escaped my eyes. I wanted to calm him but I had no idea how. Micheal must have noticed because he pushed me back and stood infront of Roger.
"Will you chill, you're scaring her." Micheal demanded. Roger took a deep breath and glared at Micheal. Oh god I don't like where this is going. I thought as I leaned back on the balcony door.
"The hel are you?" Roger asked clenching his teeth. I could only see Micheals back so I couldn't tell what he was doing.
"Do you want me to show you who I am?" Micheal shoved Roger. Oh sht, he had done it now. Roger nodded and shoved Micheal back. My heart was pounding and I could barely breath. I needed to calm them. I needed to do something to stop them. But, I couldn't. I froze I didn't know what to do. It was as if my brain passed out. Think Ella think. No don't think, do something. I thought as I watched what unwrapped next. Roger attempted to punch Micheal. But, Micheal kneeled down missing the shot. Instead he quickly got up and punched Roger in the stomach. Roger grunted and flinched back. For some reason it felt like my stomach got punced. I collapsed on the ground trying to say something, anything. I didn't want any of them to get hurt. Roger hooked Micheal's neck and punched him a couple times. I gasped and ran towards them. They were only a foot away from me now.
"Roger! Micheal! Stop." I cried. Man, It was like they were on a different planet. None of them could hear me or respond. I tried to barge into the middle of them hopping that would stop them. Micheal was on my left and Roger was on my right. With out noticing Roger elbowed my already damaged ribs. I squealed and collapsed and the ground. I was bawling in pain. Both of the guys instanly bent down to investiagte what had happened. I couldn't speak because of the pain I was in.
"Ella you ok?" Micheal asked not realizng I'd been hit.
"Does she look like she's okay?!" Roger yelled. I squealed again to prevent them from fighting. Roger quickly turned his attention from Micheal to me.
"Where did I hit?" Roger asked in shame.
"You hit her?!" Micheal asked in dissgust. I squealed again and pointed to my ribs. He lifted my shirt and discovered a blue-purple bruise. His eyes widened.
"I didn't hit this hard." He shockly said. Micheal calmed a bit remembering my fall earlier.
"Get ice." Micheal comanded.
"You get ice!" Roger yelled.
"I don't know where it is!" Micheal yelled. I bit my lip so I wouldn't laugh. Roger finally gave up and went after ice.
"You should leave Micheal." I insisted.
"And leave you alone with that thing?" He asked.
"Trust me, he's okay now. I will be safe with him." I answered. Micheal looked at the time. It appeared that he had to be somewhere.
"You sure?" He asked. I nodded and he took off as Roger came back with a towel loaded with ice cubes.

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I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 29
All for one and one for all.
"Oh I love that song." He said. I smiled and he began to play. The guitar sounded exactly like it did in the music video. My mind was filled with curiousity as to how he would sing. My curiousity shattered like a broken glass when He opened his mouth.The thunder striked when he opened his mouth. His glorious voice rang in this heavenly garden. My heart wasn't pounding. It was as if it had stopped. As if I never had a heart to begin with. As if I was immortal. Micheal stopped my heart and for some reason I didn't want it to start again. His voice was so loud. It sounded like a roaring lion. So gracefull but yet dangerous. I was suprised that no one heard him. It seemed like everyone in the galaxy could hear him. Till I heard Micheal sing I thought my weakness was his face. But, I was wrong. His singing was my weakness. He could do anything to me as long as he sang.
"Warm was the sun, that covered my body so. Reminded me of you, as I'd first known. Those were the days, the days, that changed my life, and made me new, I became somebody, through loving you." Tears began to glide down my face as I heard those lyrics. It was like he was singing them to me. I was overwhelmed with happyness. I have never, ever been this happy. Micheal stopped singing and touched my face.
"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.
"No don't stop, keep singing. I love it when you sing." I sobbed.
"Then why are you crying?" He asked with doubt.
"I've never been so happy." I honestly said. He smiled with suprise and his eyes filled up with tears. Without saying anything I hugged him really tight.
"Micheal I am scared." I said with out letting go. I didn't want to face his reaction when I said that.
"Why?" He whispered.
"Because everytime something good happens a bad thing follows it. The better the thing that happens the worse the thing that follows and I'm scared because I don't know what is going to happen." I cried.
"I see." He said. He understood what I was talking about and it appeared that he feared the same thing too. He broke the hug to look at my face.
"Well nothing bad is happening right now so we should have fun and if something bad happens we can sit down and cry." He giggled wiping off a tear. I giggled too.
"Even crying with you is like a celebration." I admited.
"This is the second time you're making me cry Ella." He laughed.
"I'm sorry." I giggled.
"You know the last time I have ever cried was when I was 14." He said.
"What did you cry about then?" I asked
"You're gonna laugh" He said.
"No I won't." I lied.
"I was watching a movie and this little kid's puppy died trying to rescue him." He explained.
"Awww. That is so sweet." I said. He blushed and got up.
"Come on lets go." He said.
"Where are we going?" I asked as I followed him.
"There is this park outside of town. It's really nice." He explained as we walked towards the railing.
"Why are we going to a park?" I asked.
"I want to take some pictures of you." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"For playboy. Gosh Ella you ask so many questions." He complained. He crossed the railing and stepped on a thick rope which was gradually lowering to the ground. Before I could yell at Micheal he yanked me to him. Now we were both standing on this dangerous rope nearly a hundred feet above the ground.
"Micheal what are you doing you're going to get us killed!" I urged.
"Sweet heart, there is no way I am letting you die a virgin." He said.

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