{Chapter 11}

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The show is finally over with success. Everyone's busy packing up and going back. I don't go back with others because I'm actually waiting for Michael to say congratulations for the show and a good night.

"Laura?"

Charles is calling me. Ugh what again.

"Michael wants to see you. Follow me."

Oh, okay. I follow him and he leads me to Michael's dressing room.

"Charles, is it okay for me to go inside?"

"He wants you there. Don't worry."

Karen Faye, the make-up artist for Michael, walks out of the room. Damn, she doesn't even smile at me.

"Hey!"

I look inside.

"Come in!"

Michael's motioning at me to come inside. So, I walk in and close the door.

"How was the show?"

"First of all, congratulations for the show, Michael. It was very amazing and I'm still speechless."

"Haha, thank you so much. That means a lot to me."

"I mean it. It's perfect."

"Thank you. And how're YOU?"

"I'm happy. I'm fine."

"I want you to always be happy, okay?"

"Okay..."

I smile at him and so does he. Trust me, he's got the most beautiful smile in the world.

"Oh and Laura?"

"Yes?"

"Could you please not sleep for this night?"

"Umm...why?"

"I want you with me in my car. I'll be going around the city."

"At this time of night?"

"Night is the only time I can go out."

"Ahh, right."

"So, would you like to join me?"

"Of course! All your wish."

"Thank you! That makes me so glad."

"No worries, Michael. Ahh, so, I should wait for you outside?"

"No, I'm done."

He's searching for something.

"What're you looking for?"

"My hat."

I look around and find it under some clothes. I stand up and hand it to him.

"Here it is."

"Oh, thanks. Wait."

He puts it on me and makes me look at myself in the mirror.

"This looks so good on you!"

"So, am I Michael Jackson now?"

"Right!"

We both laugh so hard.

"Keep it. That's a gift for you."

I'm surprised.

"Really!?"

"Yeah!"

"Awwwn, thank you!"

"Now, let's get going."

"Alright!"

We both walk out of the dressing room, walk to the car, get in it and the driver starts driving off.

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