Lisa Marie and her friends were at a club dancing and having fun. She had been drinking and celebrating another year of surviving a very hectic and complicated life. Her oldest daughter, Riley, was turning into a pretty good actress, Ben, was hoping to one band to another, and her twin girls were enjoying the fruits of being the younger siblings. As she danced and laughed she relished the feeling of not feeling anything until...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, get ready to dance for the next twenty minutes to the King of Pop! Let's get this mix off right! Who wants to be startin' something?" The DJ shouted in the microphone. The crowd started cheering when they heard the familiar tune. And there he was, his voice. Lisa Marie stopped dancing and closed her eyes. Her friends saw her and immediately escorted her off the dancefloor. They sat her down in a booth and comforted her. Lisa Marie rubbed her eyes and tried to smile.
" I have to hear twenty minutes of his music. When we'd argue he would always say this. That I was starting something. He would even sing it. Of course it would end the argument, but he would do things to either really piss me off or make me really, really happy. There was no gray line with him. Fucking asshole. " Lisa sat back in the booth and listened to twenty minutes of Michael Jackson songs. She sung along to a few and listened to the others. When 'Butterflies' came on Lisa's eyes got watery.
"I know this sounds really corny, but shit, I'll do corny for you."
"'Do corny for me?'" You're always corny. Go ahead. Let me hear it."
"Okay. Remember last week when you came to the studio and you said I looked sick?"
"Vaguely."
"I wasn't sick. I swear you to you girl, you give me butterflies every time I see you."
Lisa Marie looked at Michael and smirked.
"Stop it!"
"No. I swear. It's you. Like you don't know how you make me feel."
"Stop! You're doing it again. You're playing off your songs." Lisa said while trying to keep a straight face. Her face turned red from keeping her laughter inside.
"Coincidence. I don't know, maybe it's the falling in love that's making me high."
Lisa Marie couldn't hold in her laughter. She blurted out a deep and cheerful laugh. Michael pretended to be hurt by giving her a sad look.
"Can we please go? We're gonna be late for the movie."
"Yeah. Can I just look at you for another second. You're such a diamond." Michael said caressing Lisa's cheek with the back of his hand. Lisa kissed his hand and smiled.
Lisa Marie opened her eyes and wiped away the tears from her face. The DJ was playing another artist and her friends all were looking at her with concerned looks.
"I'm sorry. Come on, I wanna dance." Lisa Marie stood up and signaled to her friends to follow her.
Michael watched her and went back to the memory she just had. He watched it several times.
Michael had been in a jovial mood all day. Lisa Marie had been spending nights with him for a week. They spent their time laughing and joking around. He noticed she would blush whenever he complimented her on the smallest of things. He did love watching her. He was drawn to her. Michael was taking a break from working and promised Lisa Marie he would take her out on a date. She wanted to spend the day at the movies. Michael tried to convince her to watch movies at Neverland. She refused. She wanted to go to the theater and eat stale popcorn and sit in worn out seats. She said he needed to experience normalcy. How could he not love her? They had conflicting taste in movies. Lisa Marie wanted to see 'Dracula' while Michael wanted to see his friend, Eddie Murphy's film, 'Boomerang'. Michael wanted to go the movies early before the crowds came. Lisa didn't want any bodyguards to go with them. The plan was, she buy the tickets and they would go in separately. Michael put on darker makeup and wore a baseball cap and jeans and hoodie. He was relieved when the ticket taker didn't recognize him or look back at him. They sat in the back of the theater and enjoyed the day at the movies.
