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♡Hospital Alliance|Part Five♡

After Michael had left the office, you were left on your own. You were seated in your leather chair, tears streaming down your face. You hated yourself for being so sensitive, and for disappointing Michael. You had to admit, you liked him a lot - but you weren't sure whether you had the guts to admit that to yourself. You always played by the rules, and you hardly ever took risks.

Fiddling with your fingers, you jumped slightly when your office door opened - revealing your best friend, Luisa.

"Right, you are-" she stopped mid sentence when she saw that you had been crying. "Oh shit," she whispered, walking in and shutting the door behind her. "(Y/N), what the hell happened?" she questioned you with wide eyes.

You opened your mouth to say something, but the tears ran down your face - rendering you speechless. Luisa took a seat on one of the chairs that was located on the other side of your desk, allowing her to face you.

"(Y/N)," she spoke again. "Girl, tell me what the hell is going on. First, you come home at an odd hour of the morning, and now - you're crying," she shook her head. "Please tell me what's wrong,"

You sniffled, and used the back of your hand to wipe away the tears from your face. A moment passed before you cleared your throat, letting out a sigh.

"It's Michael," you breathed.

"Michael...Jackson?" she frowned. "What happened? Did he say something to upset you?"

"N-No..." you tried to steady your breathing. "I...I...him and I we..." you shook your head.

"We what?"

"We...slept together, last night," you gulped. "I mean...this morning,"

Luisa stared at you before gasping. "Is that why you came home...so..late?" she blinked a few times, as if trying to process what you had just told her. "Oh my God...." she broke into a wide smile. "So why the hell are you crying?!"

"Because," you sighed. "I....I may have lead him to believe that what happened between us was...a mistake," groaned, running your fingers through your hair.

"(Y/N)...I swear to God, I need to punch you!" she exclaimed. "What did you say to him? Was he here, just now?"

"Yeah, he left about an hour ago," you bit your lip.

"(Y/N), what the hell?!" she stood up. "You need to go back out there, and get your man!"

"He's not my man!" you exclaimed, standing up.

"Not yet," she laughed. "Do you like him as much as he likes you?"

You let out a breath and nodded. "Yeah...I do,"

"Then you need to find him, and tell him how you really feel,"

~•♡•~

Luisa ran ahead of you as the two of you rushed along the corridors. Ruth was standing in the foyer, conversing with the receptionist.

"Ruth!" Luisa exclaimed, running up to her with you close behind. "Ruth, we need your help!"

"Gee, what's going on?" she winced upon hearing how loud Luisa was.

"Do you have Michael Jackson's address, or contact - anything?" Luisa breathed.

"Excuse me? That is confidential," Ruth widened her eyes.

"Please, this is a matter of my best friend's happiness. She needs to find Michael, and she needs to do it fast,"

Ruth shook her head, trying to make sense of the situation.

"Please, we'll explain later," you pleaded.

A moment passed before Ruth rolled her eyes, turning to the receptionist.

"Hand me the private file," she instructed. The receptionist stood up, doing as she was told. Once she handed the file to Ruth, it was subsequently handed to you. "I could get in trouble for this, but I trust you, (Y/LN),"

You smiled and moved forward, giving Ruth a hug.

"Thank you so much,"

~•♡•~

An hour had passed since Ruth had handed you the private file, and after discovering Michael's address - you had taken a cab to the destination. At present moment, you were with security. Of course, since they didn't know whom you were, they had refused to let you in.

"Please! I just need to talk to Michael," you pleaded with one of the buff men. He shook his head, clearing his throat.

"Ma'am, he's on his way down. I'm afraid that we can't let you in,"

You sighed and rested your palm against your forehead. You still had on your lab coat, and you felt like a mess.

However, you were on a high - and you were enjoying it. The rush of adrenaline was monumental. You stood there for a good five minutes before you spotted Michael, making his way toward you.

Your heart began to race as he frowned, telling the security guards to move aside.

"(Y/N)?" he raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?"

"Michael," you rushed up to him, wrapping your hands around his neck and kissing him, without thought. You let your heart decide this time, instead of your brain. When you pulled away, he couldn't help but smile.

"What was that for?" he chuckled a little.

"I like you," you stared into his eyes. "I like you a lot," you shook your head. "And the time that we spent together...those were the best moments of my life," you bit your lip. "And I...I'm tired of following the rules. I refuse to follow them anymore-"

Michael cut you off by kissing you, making you laugh a little as he pulled away.

"Does this mean I can ask you to be mine?" he smiled widely.

"It does,"

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I know this sucked, but am I sorry? Nope😂
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