Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston

Leaving

Michael's POV

"Whitney?!" I called from the doorway.

"I'm coming, geez." She shot back hurrying down the stairs.

My limo driver put my suitcase in the trunk of the car and waited for us to get in.

"My flight leaves in a hour." I told her.

"I'm sorry." She frowned.

I smiled and ushered her out the door and to the limo. James shut the doors behind us and got into the drivers seat.

"Are you ready, Mr. Jackson?" He rolled down the window that separated us from the front.

"Yes." I nodded and we pulled off.

"I'm gonna miss you." Whitney said looking out the window.

"Baby, it's only gonna be for two days." I gave one soft chuckle.

"That's gonna feel like a century." She said.

I put my hand on her cheek, making her look at me. She was tearing a little. I chuckled and kissed her softly.

"I'm coming back in a few days. Not a week, or month. So just hang in there, sweetie. Can you do that for me?" I looked deep in her eyes.

"I don't know." She said, a smile creeping on her face. "If you come back and Neverland is destroyed then you will know I went crazy without you."

I giggled and kissed her again. "You're so silly."

"I try." She pulled away.

"Hey, when we come back we could do something fun. Like go shopping, or go on rides, or swim. Anything you want." I touched her warm hand.

"I'd like to go shopping." She nod and smile.

"So we'll go shopping."

"Thank you." She nuzzled my nose.

"Nippy, are you gonna tell your mom when you go visit?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"Okay:" I smiled.

"Please don't go."

"Sweetheart, I don't want to disappoint my fans." I told her softly.

"You are so sweet." She laughed.

"Thank you." I smiled again.

"You didn't tell me what song you're preforming."

"Wanna' Be Starting Something and Lady In My Life." I answered.

"Thriller album songs." She nodded. "Classic."

"You know if you need anything ask the workers or cooks." I said.

"I know. I've lived at Neverland for a while." She said.

"I'm just making sure you know." I played with her fingers. "And please don't ride any rides while I'm gone. Especially the Ferris Wheel."

"Why not?" She looked at me.

"Because I'm afraid something's gonna happen."

"You're so cute." She kissed me.

"I'm serious." I said sternly.

"Don't be."

"Why do you always do that?"

"Do what?"

"Every time I say I'm serious you say don't be?"

"Cause' you're always serious. Loosen up." She chuckled.

"I am fun. But there's a time and place." I tapped her four head.

"I know." She mumbled. "Michael, I need to express."

"Go ahead." I gestured.

"I really do love you. No I don't love you...I adore you. I'm being so sincere. You make my heart race every time you touch me or kiss me or smile. You're beautiful and a big success. Your my Monday and my Friday. Meaning I can't stand ya then I love ya. You're my sunshine. I'm so lucky to have someone like you in my life. I feel like a part of me is filled. I can't stand being away from you for a long period of time. When I was on tour I would cry before going going to bed. I love you, Michael. I am seriously, deeply, madly I love with you."

She looked deep in my eyes. A few tears escaped her beautiful eyes. I leaned in and gave her a long passionate kiss as we pulled into the airport.

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