"So, how was everything going with you and Grace?", I ask.
"What do you mean?", he asks.
"You know what I mean.", I say and smirk.
"We didn't. I didn't even kiss her."
"Mmm.", I hum.
"You don't wanna be with anybody?", he asks.
I shake my head. "They're all liars.", I say.
"Not all of them.", he says and smirks.
"Look, nobody will understand me. They'll think I'm a psycho.", I say.
"Some people understand you though.", he says.
I shake my head. "They haven't been in my shoes.", I say.
"Talk to me, Precious.", he says.
I let out a deep sigh.
"Can we talk about that later?", I ask.
"Okay. You feel sleepy?", he asks.
I nod. He kisses my forehead.
"Good night, babygirl.", he says.
"Good night, my Applehead.", I say.
I fall asleep in his arms.
2 hours later...
"Joyce. Wake up! You need to take an injection.", he says and caresses my head.
I moan. "Michael, I'm trypanophobic.", I say.
"Oh!", he says. "Look, hold my hand and squeeze it if it hurts."
"What is this injection for?", I ask.
"Calcium.", he answers. "Are you ready?"
I nod. He holds my arm and rubs my vein with his thumb gently. He gets the injection and holds my hand. He inserts the thin needle with a hand and holds my hand with the other one. I squeeze his hand and squeeze my eyes shut.
"Uhhh.", I groan in pain.
He takes the needle out and I leave his hand. He puts a plaster and rubs it with his thumb gently. I suck my teeth. He kisses my hand.
"Thanks. It didn't really hurt.", I say.
He kisses my forehead.
"Good night, sweetheart.", he says.
I rest my head on his chest and fall asleep.
In the morning...
I wake up. I can't see Michael next to me.
"Michael!", I call.
He runs upstairs to me.
"Good morning, honey.", he says. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah.", I say.
I try to stand up but I can't. Michael holds my hips helping me to stand up. I stand up.
"Can I use the bathroom, please?", I ask.
"Yes, of course.", he says.
"Can you help me go there?", I ask.
He nods. He holds my waist and helps me walk there.
"Thanks.", I say and peck his lips.
I go there and close the door. I try to stand on one leg and do morning hygiene but I fall. Michael heard that and rushes to the bathroom. He invites himself inside.
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My Bully
FanfictionMy first wattpad story. It might be a little- ANYWAYS, enjoy it lol. 18+ A Michael Jackson fan fiction.. Hi I'm Joyce. I'm a 14 year old teenager and I just started high school. All information of the students in my class will be written in the ne...