When I woke up, the nurses were packing up my things in what looked like to be a spider-man backpack.
"That was nice of you to let her borrow your backpack, Prince".
I turned my head and saw Michael talking to a little boy with blonde hair.
My injuries were healed enough for me to be able to walk again, but I still needed to take it easy every once in a while.
A nurse pulled the blankets out and disconnected the IV bag out of my arm.
It had been a while since the last time I was able to move around my arms and legs.
In the waiting room, Michael was signing some papers on a clipboard and then I saw two more children, a girl and another boy.
I was glad that I could walk around just fine.
The nurse gave me the Spider-Man backpack that had my stuff inside and then she smiled and led me down the hallway.
Michael and his three children were waiting for me and when I walked in, he gave me a warm smile while he tied a mask around my face.
They also had masks around their faces.
I started to pull at my mask as the material was bothering me, but Michael gently moved my hand away.
We left he hospital and as soon as we did, there was a huge crowd gathered around.
I was blinded by the flashes from the cameras.
Michael held my hand and we quickly got into the limo.
Once we were settled in, I looked out the window and saw that the media had already started chasing us.
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🧩🌈 Michael Jackson and the girl who has Autism 🧩🌈
FanfictionF/n has no idea how she ended up in a hospital with the king of pop standing by her bedside. After learning about what happened, Michael Jackson volunteers to help her recover from the unfortunate incident while at the same time learning about F/n's...
