Her Name Was Rose *Mj Fanfic*

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*Rose*

I'm sitting on the bed, still covered in ice cream, replaying the scene that just unfolded almost an hour ago. Me and Michael were having a little food fight, then Michael had this look that I never seen before, a look of want. Then next thing I know, we're kissing. To be honest I was really shocked that he did it. I thought he hated me and was just trying to be nice. But on the other hand... I liked it.

I haven't been kissed in so long. Well, I mean kissed like that. Obviously I've kissed guys and whatnot when I'm on dates, but it was usually just pecks, or they try to shove their slimy tongue down my throat and almost make me puke but this one was different. It was something I haven't felt before, and it was nice.

I need to find Michael.

I get up and leave the bedroom, and look for
Michael. I search everywhere but I can't find him. I walk back upstairs and walk towards my room when I stop myself. I hear piano music playing from a room and as I lean towards the door I realize what song is being played.

My song.

After a moment of hesitation I slowly open the door and I see Michael, his back turned to me, playing my melody on the piano. I walk closer to him and he's singing, adding new lyrics to my song.

When I find myself watching the time
I never think about

All the funny things you said
I feel like it's dead

Where is it leading me now?
I turn around in the still of the room
Knowing this is when

I'm gonna make my move
Can't wait any longer

And I'm feeling stronger but, oh

Just as I walk through the door
I can feel your emotion
It's pulling me back
Back to love you

I know, caught up in the middle
I cry just a little
When I think of letting go
Oh no, gave up on the riddle
I cry just a little
When she plays piano in the dark.

"That's beautiful." I say, making him jump a little.

He turns around, a somber smile on his lips. "Thank you. I thought of the lyrics a while ago, I know you don't like having others write your songs but I'd thought I could take the risk."

I smile and walk towards him, sitting next to him at the piano. We sit in silence, both of us trying to think of the right things to say.

"Rose," Michael speaks first. "I just want to apologize for earlier. I don't know what came over me, I shouldn't have done that it was way out of line."

I pat his hand, reassuring that everything is okay. "You're fine I promise. I shouldn't have ran off like that. I didn't know what to do."

He smiles, and looks down at me. "I see you still have ice cream all over you."

I look down and realize that I am still messy. I chuckle to myself. "I guess I should go take a shower." I get up from my seat and give Michael a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for everything."

"You're welcome, Rosie."

I smile at the ugly nickname that he gave me and walk out the door, and back into my room. I hop in the shower for the second time that night and when I finally get in the bed I realize what time it is.