Midnight Lover [MJ Fan Fiction]

Chapter 5

*3:47am*.

I wake up briefly and look over to see a sleeping Michael. He's sleeping so peacefully...like he hadn't gotten a good night's rest in a couple of days. His skin was so smooth, face so perfect... like God himself sculpted it with his own hands. I grab his hand to pull it over my waist and Michael moves closer to me in his sleep, adjusting himself. We had taken a long shower together after our session that I still can't believe happened....

*We were supposed to be on business duty! What was I thinking?? My father is going to KILL ME if he finds out that I tarnished Michael's innocence! He's going to be very upset and drop this whole ordeal! I can't let him know about us-

-But....Michael came on to me...he was the one that made all the moves..he SHOWED me he's not that innocent...and he was damn good at it too. Makes me wonder how he learned all of that stuff...I always thought he was so shy......

....still I can't let my father find any of this out! I can't believe I let things get out of hand.*

I get up slowly from his bed, and walk out of the room, leaving a sleeping Michael. I walk over to my own room with my own bed. Once I get cozy in under my covers, I begin to think of ways to fix things back to a business matter with Michael, and before I know it, I doze off.

*8:15am*

*RING RING*

"Hello?!" I answer as I jump up in a startle.

"Hey baby, it's Dad. You're just now waking up?"

"Dad...you just woke me up with this phone call!" I groan back as I plop myself back onto the pillow.

"Well I'm happy to have been your alarm clock for the morning sleepy head, but it's time to get up now. Remember, your itinerary. You have meetings to attend today as well as continuing to show Michael around the city."

"Oh, yeah I haven't forgotten Dad. Don't worry about it okay?" I say as I twirl my fingers around the phone chord.

"Good. Now how was last night?"

"HUH!?" I abruptly say, as my eyes widen and my heart falls in my chest. "What..what do u mean about last night?? Why would you ask that?"

*Is there something he knows??? Why is he asking me about last night specifically???*

"Vanessa, I'm saying how was lastnight? How did things go with Michael? Like did he get acquainted? Is he comfortable? Is he liking the hotel? So on and so forth???", he responds condescendingly.

*oh...he got acquainted alright...*

"Oh..uh yeah dad, he's good, he likes the place and stuff.." I reply with a quick breath. I absolutely cannot let him find out anything between us.

"Okayyy...." he replied with a lingering tone. "You sure everything is okay honey? You're not shy are you?"

"No dad, everything is fine. Trust me. I got this!" I project, forcing myself to be confident in my response.

"Alright babygirl. I trust you. Okay talk to you later, I got to go. Love you."

"Love you too dad."

-*click*

I sit up from my bed wiping my eyes wondering how I'm going to get through the day knowing what happened last night. Michael saw me.

He saw ALL OF ME.

We had sex. He was not shy! He's so fucking hot.....

I am so embarrassed....

I look in my suitcase and I put on some high waisted black leggings and a white crop top shirt that still shows my belly ring. I throw on a bomber jacket over that and I walk out of my room to find Michael already dressed. He was wearing a red button up shirt, black pants and his signature hat with a couple cute curls gracing his beautiful smile.

"Goodmorning stranger", he says as I walk into the living area. "You left me to sleep all alone lastnight..."

"Goodmorning Michael", I say back, not holding eye contact, but just enough to acknowledge him. "Today we are going to go down to Rundon Beach, I'll show you around and you'll get to see how our people have festival on these warm Summer nights. It's the best!"

"I bet it'll be lovely" he smiles, as he looks at me so deep with his big doe-like eyes.

Michael walks over to me and he grabs my hand as I turn to walk away.

"Look, you don't have to be shy about last night", he says as he pulls me in closer to him, within breathing distance.

"Michael..." I let out softly. "I'm upset with myself because I tarnished you. I ruined our business relationship. I've gone too far...and if my father finds out that I've done any more with you other than WORK, I'd be in so much trouble.."

"You don't have to worry about any of that, babe." He says. "I'm really feeling you. And what we did lastnight, you didn't 'Tarnish' me or anything. I WANTED you. I've told you already...I've been watching you for a while now...You're very beautiful to me. Everything in you is so pure. I've been looking for a lady like you to match me for a long while. It's hard for someone of my stature to find someone as equal as myself. So let's do everything your father wants us to "do", but im really here for you, Vanessa."

My eyes widen, my heart fills and my stomach flutters.....he wants me....for real...Michael Jackson wants ME.

"Michael......." I slowly say as he leans in to my ear to whisper something that almost makes my knees buckle.

"I want you to be my girl. We can keep things secret for now, but im letting you know. You're the one for me."

I hold on to his firm arms with my mouth agape, breathing out in astonishment. He pulls back his face from my ear and faces me, waiting on my response as he raises an eyebrow and looks at my lips.

"Michael, of course I want to be your girl! I mean I can't believe this is all happening so fast!" Although we have been in meetings, being around Michael has given me such a comfortable feeling. I can tell he wants companionship from a woman, but one he trusts with all his heart. He was known to be cold to some, mysterious and hard of opening up to others...but to me, he literally showed me a side of him I never thought was capable.

"Believe me, Vanessa...I'm not playing any games. I want to be with you." He says as he moves a curl from out of my face and brushes it behind my ear. Staring deeper into my eyes, he moves in slowly as he gently kisses my lips with the same love and tenderness he speaks with. I feel it too. Damn...he's so good.

We take off for the beach, keeping our relationship a secret from any eyes, cameras, fans or bodyguards. Nobody must know about our secret. Nobody! That's how Michael wants it, so that's how he will have it.

....Or so we thought....

-END OF CHAPTER 5