I cover my mouth with my palms and I DO NOT BLINK AT ALL.
"Did I scare you again?"
"No way..."
"Ugh, this's awkward... I'm so sorry."
I suddenly hold his hand and look at his face.
"Why....?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did you do.....all those disguise and...try to be...c...close with...me?"
"Now that I have to explain for real. Please, take a seat again."
He goes back and sits down at his place.
"I love that you didn't scream out very loud like others would do."
"Michael, I want to! I just don't want people from outside to hear me and run to this room and disturb you."
He looks at me in surprise.
"I love that..."
Finally, I sit down. My hands are so cold and my knees are shaking.
"I tried to be a friend for you because I hurt you, Laura."
"Michael, no, you didn't."
"Let me explain. I really wanted you to be my backup dancer but the production manager didn't agree with me. So, I had to say that I called you out accidentally and..."
"Michael..."
"Yes?"
"I know. I know all of that. I know that they cancelled me just because of my body and now that I'm very relieved to know that you wanted me. I can't... I can't express with words..."
My tears roll down my cheeks and I cover my face with my palms.
"Oh no, don't cry."
I feel a very warm hug in which I feel very safe. He pats on my back.
"No, please.....don't cry."
His voice starts to shake and I'm surprised so I look at him.
"Did your voice just shake?"
"Laura, I hurt you..."
The way he emphasises "hurt" got me good. I feel very sad now.
"Michael, now you're trying to comfort me. You came and told me the truth. You helped me. You just healed me, my depression. You just made me feel alive again. Please don't say that you hurt me again."
I wrapped my arms around his back and pat on it.
"Oh, by the way, Michael."
He looks at me.
"Yes?"
"Don't you have rehearsals or something?"
"I do. At night."
"Oh my God, you must take a rest before that. I think you should go back and store up your energy for tonight."
He looks so surprised and happy at the same time.
"Laura, I can't believe you just said that. Normally, people won't say that to me. They would want me to be with them and not go back. But you...are different."
"I think about you a lot. Like...a LOT. How tired you would be, how frustrated you might be and how busy you must be. Please take care of yourself, Michael. Your health is the most important for you to perform perfectly on stage. Please take rests very often. Please eat more. Please don't exhaust yourself. I don't think I can meet you this close again so I'm saying all of these now. I love you, Michael. I love you so much."
"Awww"
He hugs me again but tighter.
"I'm so grateful that I met you, Laura. I love you more."
Michael Jackson saying,"I love you more" in person, and to me? directly? I'm dead.
"And you're wrong. We're gonna meet very often."
"What!?"
"Here's my number. You can call me anytime and I WILL call you for sure. We can be best friends."
"Mi..ch..ael..."
"And now, I have to go. I'll see you very soon, Laura. I love you."
He kisses on my forehead and smiles at me. Then, he leaves the room.
I'm very shook. I mean...did Michael Jackson just kiss on my forehead? Did he just hug me? Did he just say,"I love you" to me? OHHH MY GOD. WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!??? And he gave me his number and he told me to call him anytime. COME ON, can anyone be as nice as he is? I'm on cloud nine right now. I can't describe how I'm feeling. Words can't help right now.
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FanfictionWhat happened to Laura Reimers when her ultimate idol, Michael Jackson entered her life...? Did miracles happen..? Did her dreams come true..? Hello, my dear readers !!! Here is my second fan-fiction story, with Michael Jackson. Actually, this goes...