My soldier ( Michael Jackson Fan Fic)

Love

LAYLA'S POV**************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We held on to each other for dear life. I feared that this moment, these past 2 days weren't real. It scared me to death, i know the same thing was running through Michael's head.

He looked different. Not in a bad way, Michael is the most beautiful thing i have laid my eyes on. His hair was longer, he wore eye liner, he's skin was different too. But i loved every single change.

I felt Michael getting weak in my arm's, he fell to his knee's breathing hard.

" Michael, are you okay?" i asked concerned.

he shook his head no," I-i cant b-breath."

Just then Paul and Annie came out. " Is he okay?" They asked concerned.

" Call a ambulance. He cant breath!" i said. Paul pulled out his phone and called.

Michael grasped my hand making me look at him. " No no. take me. dont call" he choked out.

We all hurried to the car driving to where i work at since it was the closest.

I did my best to help him breath better till we got there got there. He was sweating bad too, a blood vessel or something had to burst or something.

We finally made there, Michael had a tight grip on me. Michael could breath some what but not well. We rushed him into the hospital as i covered his head in a coat so no one recognized him. We made into the entrance. Bell was working the front.

" Bell! Where is a clear room?" I asked quickly.

" Room....ahhh.... 300 is clear why?"

" Michael is having a hard time breathing. We need the doctor now!" i said

I ran back to them. we rushed Michael up to room 300. I laid him on the bed right as the doctor came in.

" Hello Layla, i thought you weren't suppose to be back till next week." The doctor said.

" Im not but i was with Michael and he stopped breathing. Please help him!" i said.

" Alright, Layla go get me my tool's and clean up." he said. Paul and Annie staid in the room with Michael. I did as told, washed up and got his tools.

I walked in back in the room with my hair tide up and with is tools.

" Hand me my stethoscope please." The doctor said. I did as told.

" Layla help me remove his shirt so i can get a good as possible listen to his lungs and heart."

Just as i was about to help remove his shirt,Michael moved my hand shaking his head no.

" Uh Layla Paul can help. can you come with me really quick." Annie said. I gave her a confused look.

" Annie im not leav-"

" Layla, just come with me okay. They'll get a different nurse. " she said grabbing my arm pulling me out of the room.

" Annie! Stop! I can't leave him!" i said mad.

" Layla, A lot of things since what happened okay. You need to understand." Annie said in a serious tone.

" What could be so bad that i cant stay in there with him?!" i asked frustrated.

" That's his business to tell not mine, Layla."

i gave up on it," okay" i sighed

Annie and i sat in the break room till Bell came and got us.

" Layla?" Bell said.

" Yes?" i said jumping up.

" You can go back into the room now." She said

I walked up to her and hugged her.

" thank you."

" no problem, go to your man " she said giggling.

" Come with me! i want to introduce you to Michael!" i said excited

" Just met him!" she giggled

" but i wanna tell him who you are." i said dragging her to the room with me.

I walked into the room to see Michael sitting up in the hospital staring off into space in his day clothes. His head turned towards me and he smiled weakly. That weak smile scared me. It brought me back to when he was shot in Africa, and thats when our troubles began. my smile faded fast.

I walked up to his bed side, neither of us would look at each other.

" Um i think we should give them some time alone." Paul said.

" wait just a second. I need to clarify somethings." the doctor said.

" We need someone to look after Mr Jackson. With a burst blood vessel in his lung is not something to take lightly."

" I will.I'll look after him." I answered

" okay well here his prescription. You're okay to leave." the doctor said leaving with everyone else. It was only Michael and i in the room. Seeing him weak again and in a hospital bed was Deja vu. i held his hand. I started to shake as fear ran into my mind.

" Layla are you okay?" he asked concerned. I couldnt speak. I shook my head no as tear flowed down my face.

" Layla whats wrong?"he asked more concerned.

" Seeing you like this, just reminds me of the last time i saw you. it scares me." i cried.

he got up out of the bed and pulled me into his arms.

" Nothing like that is going to happen Layla. I wont let it! Its you and me baby. No one else. Im not going any where and neither are you. You hear me?" he said lifting my chin. I nodded my head lightly. He the leaned in and kissed me so passionately.I held his face as he held my waist.

" I love you." i whispered as i pulled my lips away.

" I love you more." he said smiling

" Are you trying to challenge me Mr.Jackson?" i smirked

" Why yes i am Mrs.Jackson." he replied

" I like the sound of that. Mrs.Jackson."i said kissing him lightly.

" Me too." he smiled.

" Come on lets go home." he said grabbing my hand leading me to the door.

" Uh, Michael can we stop by my apartment. I need to get some clothes." i asked

" Of course. Anything for you." he said sweetly.

" WAIT! Michael stop. Put this over your head so no one recognizes you."

" Oh good call. I forget im famous sometimes." he giggled

I draped the coat over his head we then headed to my apartment.

Michael,Paul, Annie, all came inside to my apartment.

" I'll only be a minute. "I said going to my bedroom packing my clothes.

I packed everything walking out to the living room," You ready?" Michael asked. I looked around my apartment to see if there was anything i was forgetting. Then the box full of stuff of Michaels caught my eye.

" Um yeah, just got to get the box." I picked it up. " Okay im ready."

As we drove to Michael's house Michael kept asking me whats in the box.

" Come on, Layla just tell me. Pleeassee?" he whined

" Ill show you when we get to your house." i replied. He pouted like a little kid, he look so darn cute.

We got home, Annie and Paul went home. So now it was just Michael and I. As we walked into the house Michael took everything out of my hands but the box. He picked me up bridal style and sat on the couch.

" Michael your so silly!" i giggled.

" Now show me whats in the box."

" I will but you gotta put me down " I laughed. He put me down, i then leaned up against his chest sitting in between his legs.

" You wanna open it?" I asked. He nodded. He then reached his arms around me placing his fingers under the folds , opening the box. The white shirt was sitting on top so you couldn't see anything else. He had a confused expression on his face. I then move my hands into my box picking up the plain white T. I held it up as it unfolded.

" It that mine?" He asked in disbelief.

" Yep, i just found it a month ago."

He then looked into the bottom. " Oh my gosh! are those all of our pictures?" he asked shocked

" Yeah, and all our love letters." I giggled. He took my hands out the box intertwining them with his. I turned my head to the side, as he brought his lips to mine. he kissed them lightly at first, then moving his lips more passionately on mine. I then put the box on the ground turning my whole body towards him making the kiss more passionate. He pulled me onto his lap, as i grabbed his face kissing him. He licked my bottom lips asking for entrance which i gladly excepted. As our tongues danced moans were escaping from our mouths. I dug my fingers into his curl black hair , as his hands rubbed on my butt. his hands started to feel up my shirt. i grabbed his arms breaking the kiss.

" Michael we can't, you have to take it easy with that burst blood vessel in your lungs. " i said

" I know, i just wanna touch you." he said kissing my neck.

" Okay." i said lightly. He hands went back up my shirt, going under my bra. carressing both breast, giving them equal attention. Moans were escaping from me as he kissed and rubbed me every where. Then my stomach growled....great....

" Is someone hungry?" He giggled.

" Just a little." i giggled.

" well lets eat then." he said getting up , then helping me up.

Michael Made us both sandwiches. We laughed and giggled like little children as we ate. Michael walks behind wiping something on my face. I run my finger a crossed it seeing what it was mustard!

"Oh your dead!" I said running after mMichael he was on one side of the island and I was on the other. I grabbed a handful of turkey throwing it in his face.

" Oh your getting it!" he exclaimed

" If you can catch me!" I said running off as Michael grabbed a handful of something. ran up the stairs into I guess his library? I stopped in amazement of this beautiful room. I then hear Michael coming closer. I ran to the back of the room hiding behind a chair. I hear the door open.

"I know you in her, baby girl! you can't hide forever!" I let out a slight giggle at his reaction.

" Is that a giggle I hear?" crap he heard me. I jump out from my hiding stop making a run but failed. Michaels arm wrapped around my waist pulling me into his chest. " got cha!" he exclaimed. then shoving whipped cream into my face. I gasped.

" Michael!" I giggled

" Get this off my face!" I laughed

" Okay" he said coming closer to me.

He grabbed my face kissing me. his lips traveled over my face. Licking it off.

"Is that better?" he said seductively .

" Much" I replied.

My hands traveled up to his hair to play with it but instead turkey fell out!

" We probably should get this turkey out of your hair." I laughed

"Yeah, we both need to shower. you can shower in my room and ill shower in the guest bedroom." he said.

" Okay." I replied.

We both went and showered. I walked out of the bathroom finding michael laying on his bed.

" Michael where can put my dirty laundry?"

" Put it in that basket with mine. the maids will get it." he replied.

I put my dirty laundry away, then crawling into bed with Michael . we laid there just staring at each other. taking in each others presents.

" I'm scared if I fall asleep ill wake up and this all will just be a dream." He said in a sad tone.

" Me too. i don't think I could go another day without you." I said

" Same here. I'm not going to lie, I've tried to move on. but every time I tried something kept pulling me back. I guess this is why, you've been here this whole time." he said playing with my hair.

" I went on one date and it was terrible. I cried on the floor the whole night hugging your T shirt." I said as a tear fell from my eye.

"How could someone be so cruel?" He said

" What do you mean?"

" How could a mother do this to her own daughter?" he said with discuss

" I asked her the same thing."

" So she knows you know."

"Yep."

" What happened ?" he asked

" She called me after I found out. I asked there was something she needed to tell me and she said no. she told me she was trying to help me and everything. I screamed and screamed at her told she ruined my life and told her we could have been married and starting a family by now then she..." I traveled off.

" Then what?" he asked

Tears start to form in my eyes.
" Then she-she told me, no daughter of hers will be marrying a black man. so I told her good cause I'm not her daughter." I said

I could see the hurt in Michaels eyes" all of this because of my color?" he asked.

" None this is your fault Michael so don't even get that idea!" I exclaimed.

" How are they going to feel when.... " Michael travels of his sentence.

" When what?" I questioned.

"Nothing let just go to sleep" he said pulling the covers over him pulling me into his chest. I wrapped my arms around him then kissed his chest, " I love you Michael Jackson." I said