Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston

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Michael POV

"Whitney, wake up." I shook her holding a magazine.

"Huh?" She sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"Your album. Number one in fifty states." I told her handing her the magazine.

She read the paragraph and frowned.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"The picture. I look tired." She said.

"Whitney, you're worried about a picture when your album is going platinum." I pushed her hair back.

"I'm glad." She smiled.

"Can I get a kiss?"

She puckered up her lips and when our lips where about to touch I turned the other way and laughed.

"You're so mean." She smiled again.

"I'm sorry." I kissed her cheek and got up. "Today I have to try on different outfits for the concert."

"What concert?" She frowned.

"In Moscow."

"How come I was never informed?"

"Because I found out like two days ago. It's in a month so ima be rehearsing a lot." I said putting my hands on my hips.

"Oh, lord." She said, laying back down.

"It's only gonna be a few days. First I have to get there, get some sleep, do the show, relax, come back and bam I'm all yours again. You can come if you want."

"No. I'm okay. I want to stay home. Go visit my mother. Give them the news." She said laying on her stomach.

"Okay, you're going back to sleep?"

"Yeah. See you later." She said.

I bent down and kissed her cheek and went to take a shower.

-

"Michael, you look perfect in that outfit." Tiffany said. "Turn around."

I did as I was told and held my arms out and slowly spun around. She squealed and clapped.

"You like it, Mike?" Frank asked taking a drag on his cigar.

"Yeah. It's neat. I like the buckles on the pants and the buckles on the arms of my shirt." I nodded looking in the mirror.

"So do you want this one? We been here for about three hours because you're too picky." Frank laughed.

"I love it." I said.

"Okay, so I'll see you in Moscow with Jasmine." Tiffany said.

Tiffany is my designer and Jasmine is my makeup artist. I smiled as I walked back into the changing room.

"So, Mike, is Nippy coming with you?" Frank asked after Tiffany left.

"No. She doesn't want to come." I said putting on my pants.

"How come?" He asked.

"I'm guessing it's because she doesn't want to travel. She just got home a few months ago." I said coming out of the room adjust my fedora and glasses.

"My opinion is that she wants alone time." He shrugged.

"Probably. I don't blame her." I said.

"Huh?" He asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. "Is there anymore fans?"

"Yeah. But nothing serious." He patted my shoulder.

"Okay."

"Joel, Chris." Frank motioned for my bodyguards to come.

"Mr. Jackson, are you ready?" Chris asked as they positioned themselves in front of me.

"Yes." I nodded.

They counted to three and burst through the entrance and we started running through the path that was clear of fans. Cameras flashed and people screamed my name.

"Michael, we love you!"

"Can I have a hug?!"

"Michael, you're mine!"

Fans shouted all types of different things at me and I waved and smiled. They cheered and cried and I made it to the limo. We pulled off as soon I closed the door. I sighed and touched my forehead.

"I'm growing a headache." I say closing my eyes.

"And it's going to grow bigger when you get home with Whitney." Frank chuckled.

"Yeah. Hopefully she's sleep or in a relaxed mood." I stated.

"Mr. Jackson, do you want some medication for your headache?" Chris asked me.

"No thank you. It's not that serious." I said with a small smile.

"Rehearsals four times a day." Frank told me.

"Okay." I said.

"So how has Nip been?" He asked. "I haven't seen her in a while."

"She's fine...happy....pregnant. What time are the rehearsals?" I sped past the answer.

"Four o'clock mostly-" he stopped in mid sentence. "Wait what?"

"I said she's fine." I really wasn't ready to tell anyone.

"After that?"

"Happy."

"Michael?"

"Pregnant!" I blurt out in frustration.

"Really?" He clapped. "I'm happy for you. I know you been wanting kids for a long time. Congratulations."

"Thank you, Frank." I said and drifted to sleep.

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