Butterflies- A Michael Jackson story

"Midnight adventures" - Chapter 18

Saga's POV

I wake up to the sound of a phone ringing. How long have I been asleep? I feel confused since it's still dark in the room, so it can't be morning. I cast a look over at my watch, it's 3 am?! Who's calling me at 3 am?

I quickly reach for the phone to answer and stop the awful sound of it ringing.

"Hello" I yell angrily, trying to mediate that it's not okay calling at 3 am?!

"Hello?" I hear a soft male voice say. He doesn't say anything else. Why call if your not even going to talk to me?

"Well, Who is it?" I ask sounding annoyed.

"It's me" The man answers

"And who the fuck are you?" I ask, like be more specific please.

"Michael" I can hear him giggle. Suddenly I'm wide awake and are now sitting up in my bed.

"Michael?" I carefully ask, not a ounce of anger or annoyance left in my voice. It's all blown away the anger replaced with excitement and confusion.

"Up for a night adventure? Do you remember? " He asks. I can hear his smile through the phone.

I smile when I remember our conversation from the day before. Him saying that he would call me at night for a night adventure if it was okay for me, too which I said it was. Can't believe he remembered. My smile goes from ear to ear and my body starts shaking in excitement. He hadn't forgotten about me yet.

"Always" I say

"Great, can I come up?" he asks

"What?" I ask suddenly confused

"I'm outside your apartment building" He says giggling

"Are you kidding?" I frown my eyebrows. I thought he was only kidding about the night adventure and only called to speak to me. 

"No, I'm really outside" I hear him say.

I drop the phone on my bed as I run to my window too see if he's speaking the truth. It's so many cars outside that it's hard too see a car that could be his, but I do spot a black more fancy car. My heart beats faster, is he really here?

I pick up the phone again "How did you know where I live?" I ask sounding doubtful. I don't want to get my hopes up if he isn't really here. But I can't stop thinking about being in his presence again. I'm sounding crazy, I was with him just hours ago.

"You gave me your number so it was't hard to figure out where you lived" he says casually.

"Can I come up or not?" Michael continues sounding a bit inpatient but I can tell he's smiling.

"Yes?" My answer sounding more like a question.

"Great, what floor?" He asks

"3rd, apartment 6" I answer, still not believing that he's really here.

"See you soon" he says as he hangs up.

I sit in bed for a few seconds, trying to take in what's happening. Then I realize that I've only got my underwear on. Shit. I jump out of my bed and start going through my drawers to fins something that I can wear. I need to be quick, Michael can knock on my door any minute. I take the first shirt and pants I see, a grey hoodie and black pants. Comfortable and decent for being 3 am in the morning.

I run over too my bathroom to look at my face in the morning. I feel like crying when I see myself in the mirror, my eyes puffy from crying for hours and my cheeks stained from my mascara. I quickly wash my face clean and brush my hair. The knock on my door comes too soon. I didn't have time too do my makeup! The excitement that he's really here makes the anxious feeling of not wearing makeup go away though.