Michael's love

A Surprise

"Wanna go for a walk?"
Ashley got up.
"Sure"
I got up too, and we both went for a walk.
A few moments later, everyone was screaming and running towards this car. It was a black limousine. As the limo stopped, more and more people piled by the car. People were screaming and saying "PLEASE GIVE ME AN AUTOGRAPH!"
Me and my friend looked at each other. We could tell by the other people's expressions, it was probably someone famous.
Both of our minds were probably thinking the same thing "A famous person? In a place like this? This mustn't have been true." But it was. Paparazzi was piled with the crowd, taking lots of pictures, man, paparazzi and fans were everywhere. We decided to join in the group. We had a tiny little peek on who it was, and from what I saw, it was Michael Jackson.
"WHO IS IT?"
Ashley screamed from the crowd, making sure I could hear through all the fan girls screaming.
"MICHAEL JACKSON, I THINK"
That's when it hit me.
Michael Jackson. Michael goddamn Jackson. The king of pop. The guy who's song was playing on the taxi earlier. The lead singer of the Jackson 5. Probably the most famous singer ever, in a place like this.
I shoved my way through the crowd to get a good look at Michael.
He was wearing a black jacket with a black fedora, sunglasses, and a white mask. His hair was tied up into a ponytail.

"OH MY GODDD"
That's when Ashley started screaming with the other fan girls. I couldn't help but scream a little too. It was Michael Joesph Jackson.
Michael rolled down the window a little, just to wave and say "Hi". Fans started putting their hands in the car and touching him. And, to be honest, I wanted to do that too. But I was very calm, and I didn't do that.
As more and more fangirls piled up, it got more crowded and tight, I could barely move. I pushed people out my way and got out of the crowd.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?"
A soft voice called to me. It was a boy, but it was very soft and calm, I didn't know who it was, and they probably weren't talking to me. I turned around. Michael was looking straight at me. I looked behind me to see if he was talking to anyone else, but he wasn't. I realized, he was talking to me. My heart pounded out of my chest
"ME?"
I called out, just to make sure Michael was talking to me.
"YEAH, YOU! WHATS YOU'RE NAME?"
That same soft voice was calling to me. My heart pounded harder, and my face got warm. I was blushing.
"UH, L-LAVENDER!"
I was tumbling over my words. I couldn't believe it. Michael Jackson was talking straight to me!
"LAVENDER? THATS A BEAUTIFUL NAME!"
"THANKS!"
Oh god, my mind was spinning, my vision was getting blurry, I think I was gonna faint. I stopped myself. No way was I gonna faint. This was my first time, and probably my last, time I was gonna see a famous person. That's when I thought of Ashley.
Where did she go?
I looked around the crowd of people. Finally, I saw Ashley.
She was laying on the grass, she wasn't moving. She probably had fainted. I picked up her hands and checked her pulse just to make sure she hadn't died or anything. And yes, I was right, she did faint. I dragged her along the grass, she was really heavy. I picked her up, my arms wanted to drop her, they were getting tired.
I mumbled to myself.
"I'm gonna get you to a hospital quick.."
I fixed her position, her head was dangling along the edge of my arms, and I used my elbow to pick it up.
I walked away from the car.
"WAIT!"
Michael's voice called me again. I turned around.
"C-CAN I GET YOUR NUMBER?"
My head was going insane.
A famous person? Wanting my number? This HAS to be a dream.
I had to answer quick. My arms were getting tired for holding Ashley so long.
"UH SURE!"
I gave him my number and I ran to the hospital.