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♥Chance(Dangerous/HIStory Era)♥

  :｡✿*ﾟ A/N: So I hope this doesn't suck. This one is for sexymike58...I hope it isn't too bad.

I really did try.

Nevertheless, do enjoy!

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"You know, for a guy that's extremely famous...you seem way to nice to me," 

"And for a girl that's extremely smart, you seem a little too engaged in this conversation,"

"I'll take that as a complement,"

"It was intended to be one,"

"You're quite smart yourself,"

"Not as smart as you,"

"I like you. I think we'd be good friends,"

"So do I,"

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Three Months Later:

You groan slightly as you sit up in your bed, rubbing your eyes before picking up the telephone receiver - a part of the device that has apparently woken you up from a rather good sleep cycle.

"Hello?" you greet into the receiver groggily.

"(Y/N)!" Michael's voice rings through, making your eyes open completely.

"What do you want?" you raise an eyebrow, your voice laced with sarcasm.

You'd never been a very good morning person.

"Well good morning to you too," his voice responds playfully.

Michael Jackson.

Michael and yourself had become acquainted approximately three months ago. The two of you had bumped into each other at a large bookstore by chance and instantly hit it off. Your wit and his insight made the two of you the best of friends. He found a trustworthy companion in you and he never failed to mention to you how grateful he was for such an honest soul.

Of course, with a man like him - constantly making you feel special and treating you like a princess...you'd begun to fall for him.

Now, obviously, under normal circumstances, one would say: Why not?! If you're falling for the guy, there's nothing wrong with it! Love is love and nothing can change that!

Ah, but there was one problem.

Michael was already married. Married to Lisa Marie Presley.

In fact, he had already been married when you met him initially - and you'd continuously told yourself that you would not fall for an already committed man.

Normally, you would've been able to control yourself...but in this situation...you were just drawn to him in ways one could not even begin to explain.

It's as if his soul was pulling you toward him and you were powerless to stop it.

Of course, you said nothing to him because....well...he was married. And from what he'd described of his wife - she was the woman of his dreams.

Petite, beautiful and classy...you felt as if she had the upper hand.

But really...she didn't.

You were much smarter and much more insightful but....it didn't seem as if Michael was interested.