Michael was in the studio for a long time today. He wanted to finish that album and get those songs out and into the world. I was bored and I wanted to see him so I packed some fruits up ( Michael is a vegetarian) and drove to the studio.
Michael's POV
" I'm feeling that African influence there. I really like that chant. But you know what if while they are doing the ' mama say mama sa mama cu sa' I come in and free style some ya know...hoo hoos and hee hees."
" Hoo hoos and hee hee's?" Quincy said laughing.
" Come on Q you know what I'm talking bout." I say laughing. Then I notice someone came in the studio. It was Jane. I smiled at her. She gave me a look asking for permission to enter the room and I nodded.
" Hi! " She said smiling at me.
" Hi." Quincy said.
" Q, this is Jane. I don't know if you two actually met but yea. " I said .
She shook his hand, there was a silence.
" Look, Michael I know you're busy I just came to bring you some lunch because I know you might be a little hungry , even though you swear you're fine." She said smiling as she handed me the bag.
" Well I appreciate that. Thank you." I said looking at the bowls of fruit in the bag.
" There's two so you and Quincy have something." She said.
" Oh, well thank you very much." Quincy said leaning over grabbing the fruit from the bag.
" I'll see you later." She said winking at me as she left the studio.
" She's a keeper Mike." Quincy said chewing the fruit.
" She is ." I say with a light sigh as I got back to work.
Jane's POV
I have been so bored lately. I don't have a job so I'm like this little house wife. It gets pretty boring.
Eventually Michael came home and my heart got so excited as I leapt down the staircase.
" Thank you for bringing that today." He said with soft voice.
" You didn't eat it did you." I said with a smirk .
He was silent.
" Michael..." I said wrapping my arms around him as his cheeks turned pink." You need some food in your system. A little food won't kill ya." I said dragging my index finger along his jawline.
" What did you do today?"
" I Uhm...I sketched."
" You sketched?"
" Yeah just some doodles."
" Of what?" He said curiously." Of Neverland?" He asked.
I didn't respond and I loosened from his grip.
" You saw my sketches?" I asked surprised.
" Well I mean they were in the open on your desk." He said giggling.
" Oh they are embarrassing. " I said chuckling anxiously." They are just little fantasies."
" Well. I think fantasies can come true." He said coming closer to me. I was silent.
" Michael , I -I think I'm going to go to bed now." I said nervously. Talking about that with him got me nervous. It got me thinking about the future. My possible future with him.
I lied there in my bed unable to sleep. Michael seemed so uncomfortable about sleeping with me. I didn't want to make him that way. But all I wanted was someone next to me. Not to do things, but just a warm presence. I got up and slowly opened my door walking down the dark hallway to the staircase and there Michael appeared.
" AHHH!" I jumped falling onto the ground.
Michael jumped too, but not as much. He just laughed hysterically.
I smacked him playfully. " Ouch...ouch."he said still laughing.
" God, Michael I nearly jumped through the roof." I said squeezing my shirt.
He helped me up and caressed my shoulder. " Oh I'm sorry sweetie." He said sill giggling.
" Michael why were you even coming up here?"
His laughing face went straight to serious. " Oh..right Uhm." He scratched the back of his head. I think we were both going to ask each other the same question.
" I was gonna ask you if you wanted to uh...sleep with me?" He said biting his lip with anxiety.
" Yes , Michael. I'd enjoy that very much." I said with a smile. We walked to my room with our arms around each other and we walked to the bed. I looked at his worried eyes as we split to the opposite sides of the bed and I slid in.
" You gonna come?" I asked peeling the blankets.
He hesitatingly slid in and slowly gained his comfort. He turned towards me and I snuggled up close and he wrapped his arm around me with my head on his chest. I closed my eyes lying there listening to the silence. Then Michael spoke.
" Jane.... What would you do if I asked you to marry me?"
My heart flew up. I almost was going to cry. This was crazy. He was nervous about sleeping in the same bed as me and now he's talking about marriage?
" I'm sorry." He said turning on his side.
" I...I'd say yes." Those words. They just came out of me. I didn't control it. It is like my heart took control.
He turned toward me." Really?" He asked with a smile.
His dark brown eyes lit up in the darkness and his big white smile glowed as well. I couldn't help but smile too. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.
"'Yes. Because I love you with all my heart."
" I will always love you more." He said kissing my nose. We embraced and I fell asleep with my fingers intertwined with his and smiles on our faces.

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Girlfriend
Teen FictionJane Markuss is just a 20 year old living the life in NYC and has the perfect boyfriend and works as a designer. All seems perfect, but could it get better, or worse?