Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston: The king of pop and The voice

Reconnecting

Whitney pov

I was reading some lyrics for the next album. Plus I have been avoiding Michael. I decided to call him. "Hello Michael Jackson Home." Someone said. "Hello it's Whitney Houston." I said. "Umm one second." I heard. I was nervous.  It felt like hours. "Whitney." I heard his voice. "Hey Michael." I said. "Is everything okay?" He ask. "Umm fine just wanted to check on you." I said. "I fine just missing you." He said. "Miss you too." I said. "Your working on another song?" He said. "Umm yea so emotional." I said. "Cool." He said. "I just." He cut me off. "Can you come over and record the song?" He ask. "Sure." I said. The Grammys is a couple days away. I know my album is coming it and had will be a couple months behind. "Umm how soon can you come?" He ask. "Well I'm actually in the video now but around. 6:30?" I ask. "Okay that will be perfect. I'm going to fix something special so try to be prepared to eat." He said. "Okay." I said. "Well see you tonight." He said. "Okay bye." I said.

I pulled up to Neverland. I was super nervous. I ring the doorbell. He open the door. "Hey." He said. "Hey." I said. "The food is not quite ready yet." He said. "Oh." I said. I took off my jacket.  He took it in put in the closet. He went and got me a glass of champagne. "I probably don't need to drink this." I said. "Yea  but I thought we could celebrate." He said. "What?" I ask. "To reconnect and to the new song." He said. I nodded.

We ate and we were having a great time. We laughed. It felt like we never took a break. We walk around the house. "So is this the place where you guys." He cut off. "Did that video yes but back then it was sycamore ranch." He said. I nodded. After a while, we just sat and talk.

2 weeks later
I had to go promote the album in the UK. I jut got done performing. Robyn and I got into our room. "Girl, I just can't believe." She said. "Yes, um so tired." I said. We got to my room and saw a whole bunch of flowers,This costume jacket and chocolate. "I know it takes them around to." I said softly. Robyn ran and got the cards. Then I Remember Michael told me he got me something when I land on UK. "Robyn!" I yelled. "So you and Michael are serious?" She ask. "Yes." I said. "Wow. I can't believe you haven't told me." She said. "Well we trying to take it slow." I said. "Inviting to your bedroom isn't slow and neither anything He write in this not. Plus the jacket and necklace is expensive." She said. I read the letter. 'Dear Whitney, I miss you. I know you been gone for a couple of hour but for me it feel like day or months. I had to order this for you. I miss you. Can't wait for you to come home... can't want to give you a ring and make you my wife.-Michael' I look at wife. "Wife?" I said. "Umm I be right back." I said. I walk to the bar. I hear Robyn yell. I run into the room. I look to see a main in the bed naked. "Whitney!" He yelled. He ran up and hugged me. Robyn got security. I thought I was about to die. The guys care in and got him.

A day later
I was sitting down on the floor in a robe. "Whitney you okay?" Robyn ask. "Yea I just need a drink." I said. I called Michael after we change rooms. He didn't answer probably at the studio or  making song. I can't breath. I wish Michael was here. I drunk some wine and look at the sky. Robyn was opening the door. "I can't believe you came." She said. "Where is she?" I heard a voice. I ran into the room. It was Michael. I hugged him. "It's okay." He said. Robyn closed the room door. "When did you." I said. "When I heard the voicemail, I called someone got a private plane. I just had to be here." He said. "Thank you." I said softly. He had a suitcase. "Umm I'm kinda tired so maybe we could just go to bed." He said. I nodded. "Me too I did it sleep all last night." I said. He nodded. I turn back the cover. I couldn't get this image of him in the bed out of my head. The room is almost the exact same. Same sheet cover. I staying in the bathroom. I began to have a panic attack. "Whitney." He grabbed me. "I'm sorry." I said. "It's okay." He said. "Let's sleep one the floor." He said. I nodded. "Whitney did anything else happen." He ask. "I don't want to talk about it." I said. "You know what why don't we go stay at another place." He said. "Okay." I said. He talk to this guy. They let us stay at a house owned by someone closely related to royal family. We were moved that night. I was so happy. I need this. Michael and I cuddle up and went to sleep.