Amoras POV...
We finally made it back to Neverland and I was blown away by the beauty of it all. It was like a fairy tale that had come to life,and it made you feel so much joy inside. I smiled looking at the fountains and the bundles of roses here and there. I'm pretty sure this wasn't all of it so I shut my mouth and prepared myself for the rest.
"We're here." Michael spoke tiredly while yawning and stretching out his long arms. I watched in amazement as he bent his arms behind his head cracking his back.
Is it even possible to look that sexy while doing something like that?
He looked over at and gave me a small smile. It wide end when he looked over at my pregnant sisters belly moving. Michael and I watched patiently as the baby moved around in her stomach causing her to readjust herself. Michael's eyes watered as he watched the babies foot kick out her mothers stomach leaving a little print. I smiled running my index finger over the baby's foot tickling her.
"I wish I had someone to experience that with... It must be a joy.." He spoke while letting out a sigh. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Well it's not really a joy when your the victim of rape..." I mumbled under my breathe,but unfortunately Michael heard it.
"Well I'm so sorry that happened to her. But at the end of the day every child that is born,is a blessing,and they're all put on this earth for a reason. Even the ones that come from a bad situation, still are meant to be here. Still just as special as the rest." He spoke while placing a kiss on her belly. I rubbed his hair.
"And were gonna make sure that her and her baby are safe and secure. And you don't have to worry,cause I'm not letting you out of my sight ever again.." Michael spoke sarcastically while opening the door and hopping out the truck.
"Why do you care so much? You could have any women you want,yet you want me...why?" I asked. I truly didn't understand how he could want someone like me. I put him through hell and back,yet he still stands tall right by my side. He looked at me not saying a word. He inched his face closer, till our lips were just about touching.
"Because I just do. I love. everything about you from your slick ass attitude, to your beautiful eyes and chubby cheeks. From your beautiful body,to your humble personality. If I sat here and gave you all the reasons, homie we'd be here all week." He whispered against my lips.
I laughed,hearing him say homie just sounded so funny to me.My eyes watered,and tried hella hard to keep the tears from spilling. I never had anyone to care for me that much and it felt so breathtakingly amazing.
"I-" I began, but was soon cut off by Michael's beautiful plump lips.
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Fanfiction{This is a Michael Jackson fanfic} I can't stand Michael Jackson.Plain,and simple. Don't talk to me about him. Don't show him to me because I don't wanna see his face. Everybody around me loves him, but I want nothing to do with him. He's just anoth...
