°ﾟ･【𝐌𝐫.𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧】･ﾟ°

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐈𝐈

[Mariah's point of view]

"...Michael?" I gasped admiring the man in front of me, my eyes stayed glued to him as he began to rub the back of his neck nervously. "H-hey Mariah, do you mind if I come in?" Michael gulped making me scoff and raise an eyebrow. "Actually, yes I do mind, but since I know how stubborn you are, I'll let you come in" I replied making Michael chuckle a bit. As I stepped to the side, Michael walked in, closing the door once he got in, I was surprised when I heard a voice groan. "Mane, come on man. That was fucked up man" a playful voice pouted as I chuckled softly and looked up to see a dark skin skinny man. 

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry about that. I didn't know Michael had company" I quickly apologized as the man smiled and held out his hand. "Oh gosh, no need to apologize. I'm Chris and you must be Mariah, holy hell you're the girl that quit! Michael what the hell made you fire this p.y.t" Chris groaned playfully as Michael growled and clenched his fist. "That's it, Chris beat it! Beat it Chris, beat it man you always wanna be startin something" Michael replied as Chris and I chuckled softly. "Alright alright, but Michael know this, you ain't bad, you ain't nothing. Nah just playing man, but hey if you need me remember, just call my name, and I'll be there" Chris sung as I burst out into little amounts of laughter. 

"I'm so sorry about that Mariah, Chris can be a hassle" Michael stated rubbing his neck as I giggled, "No, it's fine". With a response I stated as Michael nodded and looked down at the ground. "Michael" I called out his name, but he continued to look down, walking towards him I took both of my hands, placed them each on the side of his face, and lifted his head up. "What's wrong Michael?" I asked as Michael backed away. "How come you're not mad at me, you're just standing here, I'd expected you to yell at me, slam the door in my face, hell slap me, but yet you're just standing here" Michael sighed as he feel to the floor covering his face. 

"I, I fucked up Mariah, I fucked up, I lost you out of all people! YOU! You we're one of my best not best, perfect employee's and I let you slip through my fingers, that day keeps repeating in my head Mariah and it won't stop" Michaele sniffled as I frowned and sat next to him, bringing him and holding him into my arms. "Listen Michael, what you said to me was real rude and hurtful, but I forgave you. I forgave you because I had to keep living my life, I forgave you well, because I love you" I blurted out gasping as I covered my mouth with my hands and blushed deeply.

"You love me?" Michael asked lifting his head up and looking at me with a smirk as I fiddled with a strand of my hair. "I well as a friend yes, wait are we friends, I mean um no. Wait yes" I stumbled over my words but stopped once I was pulled into a kiss by Michael himself. "Since we're confronting things, I love you too" Michael chuckled as I looked into his eyes.  "I love you more" I replied back as Michael stood up and held out his hand for me to take in which I did. Chuckling out loud, a blush erupted once again on my face as Michael pulled me into a hug and rocked our bodies back and forth. 

"That's my line, but I'll let you have it, that is if you say yes to this question?" Michael gulped as I hummed and looked up into his eyes. "What's the question Mr. Jackson?" I replied making Michael growl softly, "Be my girl" he stated while biting his bottom lip as I chuckled and nodded softly, "I'll be your girl, and I promise I'll rock with you day n night" I smirked as Michael rolled his eyes playfully, "Damn so now your adding my song titles" Michael laughed as he pecked my lips again, only for the door to burst open. "Did she say yes!" a voice called out as Michael and I turned to a beaming Chris and Diana. With a chuckle and a nod, Diana screamed and pulled me into a hug as for Chris doing the same. 

"Finally hell, now what?" Diana questioned as we all looked at each other and shrugged. "I mean, I know we just got here and all so um, let's go to the beach baby!" I squealed as Michael looked at Chris, Diana, and I and smirked, "BEAT YALL THERE".