The Lady In His Life (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Chapter 4 - Big day

The taxi driver has still noting said to me, even though we have been on the road for about an hour. Fortunately, we'll arrive in about 10 minutes. I stretch my legs a bit and relax my body. I'm looking forward to this day since 3 days. I have dreamed about it several times. They were all different: one time we went for a walk in his garden, the other time we went shopping and the last time we sat in his room watching a movie. The crazy thing is that they all end the same: I'm sitting in front of him and we're looking at each other. I cansee his beautiful shiny eyes and his pretty little curls that hang over his face just a little bit. I blush and look away but he grabs my head with his two big hands so I'm forced to look at him. He comes even closer to and he whispers 3 words in my ear where I still get butterflies from in my stomach: I love you. 3 small words. 3 small words but together one big meaning. And just when he wants to plant his lips on mine, I wake up. Every time the exact same ending.

"Hello?"

The taxi driver gives me a gentle nudge leaving me startled from my thought.

"Eh sorry, what?"

I blink a few times and look around.

"We already have arrived."

I immediately sit up.

"Oh UM Yes."

I want to grab my wallet out of my bag when I see a note at the bottom. I fold it open and it says with decorative letters: good luck XX Emily. I smile. The taxi driver really starts to loose his patient so I quickly give him the money and get out of the car. I breathe the fresh air in and stand in front of a large fence. The taxi driver drives away, leaving me standing here in front of a big, large gate. I walk towards it and try to look for a bell. Such a large gate and then no bell? It scares me to death when suddenly hear a bleep. I realize that it's the sound of the gate that opens. I take a deep breath and smile because I almost got a heart attack because of a stupid gate. When the gate slowly opens I see a beautiful hous. The garden is full of flowers and beautiful and exotic plants. The drive way must be about 30 meters long. I walk towards the house and my mouth is litteraly open because it's so amazing. There are 3 cars in the driveway and on both sides of the road are beautiful flowers and plants. The gate slowly closes behind me. I had seen pictures of the Hayvenhurst home in a magazine but in real life it's stunning.

"You must be Sarah."

I see Katherine, Michael's mother, coming towards me with open arms.

"Hello. Yes I am Sarah. And you are Michael's mother?"

"Welcome Sarah."

She gives me a hug and I smell her sweet perfume. I feel comfortable immediately.

"Yes, but just call me Kate."

She winks.

"Come with me, Michael talks about you a lot. You must be very special to him."

We walk in the living room. It has a warm atmosphere with the giant fireplace and 3 big sofas around it. It gives a homely feeling.

"Make you feel comfortable."

"Thank you, what a beautiful house."

She smiles. I search for Michael but the living room is empty. As if she can read my thought she says:

"Michael is upstairs. 3rd door left. If you're looking for me, I'm in the kitchen making lunch."

"Okay"

I walk up the grand staircase that stays in the back of the room. The stairs creak a little when I step on them. I bowl over and see  the door. I don't want to scare Michael so I sneak in so careful as possible. I push the door a little more open and I see a large room with a King-size bed on the left. The wall behind it completely filled up with all kinds of pictures of celebrities as Brooke Shields and Elizabeth Taylor. The right side of the room is filled with bookcases. It looks cozy. I could be in a room like this for houres. At the end of the room is a large window where you can sit. Between all the pillows and blankets I see Michael reading a book. My heart skips a beat over when I see him . He is in his own little world. He wears a pair of jeans with a yellow sweater. I grin when I see that he's wearing two different color socks. Then he turns his head and  sees me.