Michael’s p.o.v.
I noticed Saria had fallen asleep on my lap. I smiled foolishly as I stroked her hair and hummed to her. I was so excited that she had decided to keep the baby, but in reality I was hoping that baby was mine. I know I haven’t been completely forward with how I feel about Saria but I have really strong feelings for her. I’m actually taking her to see my new home that might possibly hers as well. I’m plan on asking Saria tonight to be my girl and stay with me in my home; I really am falling more and more for her every second I spend with her. I can easily see myself and Saria somewhere in the future happily married and starting ourselves a beautiful family starting with the child she’s carrying right now. I know that she will love it no matter what and so will I; I’ll always be there for Saria and this baby no matter what happens between me and her. We finally pulled up to the magnificent gates that had ‘NEVERLAND’ scrolled majestically across the top. I felt Saria shift on my lap as she sat up and wiped her eyes. “Well hey there beautiful,” “Hey Mikey. Are we here?” “Yes we are.” Saria and I both stared in amazement of the beautiful landscape the led up to the main house. We finally pulled into the main drive and I helped Saria out. “Welcome to Neverland.” “Oh my god Michael, it’s absolutely stunning.” “Its beauty simply cannot compete with yours though,” I said smoothly as I took her hand and led her inside. My body guard brought the luggage in as we took a quick tour of the main house. Saria and I both were surprised with every piece of the house as we looked through the entire main living area. I led her to one of the guest rooms next to my new master bedroom, “this is gonna be you room, there’s something in there for you to wear for tonight. We’re going to have a small celebration; I figured you wouldn’t have a dress packed since I didn’t tell you to pack one. I’ll give you some time to get ready, dinner is at 6 so when you’re ready just head down the main stairs and to the doorway to the right, that will lead you to the dinning room.” “Okay, see you at dinner Mikey.” She smiled at me and then walked into the room. I headed down the hall with butterflies in my stomach for what I had in store to ask her tonight.
Saria’s p.o.v.
I opened the door and just about died of complete shock; the room was a beautiful cool blue with a massive window looking out over the huge ranch. The bed had to be at least a queen and it had crème colored bedding with the fluffiest of pillows. I walked over to the other wall which had a dresser with some clothes in it; next to it was door that led to a good size walk in closet that also contained some clothes and shoes to my surprise. It was almost like someone knew I’d be here because the clothes were all my size and taste. I walked back out to the last door on the other side of the dresser; it led to a huge bathroom that had two sinks, a full mirror hanging over it, a spa bath accompanied by a walk in shower. This room was absolutely beautiful; I couldn’t believe I had it all to myself. I walked back into the room and noticed a huge bad sprawled across the chair in the corner, next to it on the floor sat a box. I carefully unzipped the massive black bag to reveal the most delicate piece of clothing I’ve ever seen. In it hung neatly was an elegant, flowing dress. It was black and strapless with sequins all over the top; it had a dark slip to about my knees and over that a see through shimmering material that flowed freely from my bust to the floor. In the box on the floor sat a pair or gorgeous heels that had intricate flowers up the middle strap, and to go along with the shoes and dress I remembered I had a pair of my favorite red earrings to wear with it. I went and took a quick shower, after I got out I tied the towel around my chest and begin to blow dry my hair. I dried off and threw on some sweats and a tank top as I headed to the bathroom to finish my hair and makeup. I decided I would loosely curl my hair into lazy waves and for my makeup I would do a more cat-eye technique with a smokey eye and red lips. I finished up my hair and makeup and walked back out to the room. I looked over to the clock to see that it was already 5:30; I had at least 20 minutes before I needed to meet Mike down stairs. I quickly rubbed lotion over my arms, chest, and legs then slipped into the light draped dress. I slid into the heels and than put in my finishing piece, earrings. I looked into the mirror and was pretty happy with my outcome so I started making my way back down stairs.
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You Are My Life
FanficWhen Saria Hart gets the chance of a lifetime to meet her idol, Michael Jackson, she finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. After going through so much, she finds herself in a position she never thought she'd be in. will she meet Michae...