I Love You More | MJJ ✔️

{Chapter 16}

It's been two days that I'm not in contact with anyone near Michael or Michael himself. And I'm still shook by Mr.Dileo's words. Ughhh. What if it's true? I don't know. UGH.

"Laura! Michael's on phone. He wants to talk to you."

What a nice timing. My mom whispers,

"He wants to take you on a trip."

"What?"

Okay, I gotta act like I don't know.

"To Italy. He's asked for my permission."

"What did you say?"

"Sure. Why not? You can go."

I smile.

"Thank you, mom."

Okay, enough whispering.

"Hello? Michael?"

"What's taking you so long?"

"No, ahh, I was in the backyard."

"Oh, are you busy?"

"No, it's fine."

"Okay then. Listen. I want you to come with me to Italy."

"Surprise concert?"

"No, just a vacation."

"O...kay? Anyone coming with you?"

"No, only you and me. Oh, and Bill."

"Only the three of us?"

"Maybe one more of my bodyguard. Yup, that's all."

"For what?"

"What what?"

"I mean...a vacation? With the three or four of us? Why?"

"Can't we go?"

"Of course, we can. I just want to know why you're doing this all of a sudden."

"I just want to spend some alone time with you."

Woh. He said it.

"Okay? So, when are we going?"

"Tomorrow? Are you fine with that?"

"Let me ask my mom."

GOD. I AM SHAKING. I had to stop talking with him because I. AM. SHAKING.

"Mom, we're going tomorrow."

"Sure."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I'll tell your dad."

"O...kay."

I put the phone on my ears. He's humming a song. I guess it's The way you make me feel.

"Umm, Michael?"

"What did she say?"

"Yeah. We're fine. Tomorrow is fine."

"God, I'm happy to hear that. So, be ready at 7 in the morning. My manager will pick you up at your house. Is that okay for you?"

"Sure, it's okay."

"See you tomorrow then. I have to pack."

"Wait, how many days are we staying?"

"Two nights. Three days."

"And how do I get my ticket?"

"I just sent Bill to you. He'll take your passport and get you a ticket by this evening."

"Alright. Wow, this sounds really crazy and fun."

"Isn't it? I can't wait at all!"

"Me too, Michael. Me too."

"Haha, see you tomorrow. I will...maybe? call you tonight."

"Okay. See you soon, Michael."

"Bye!"

"Bye bye."

We hang up and my jaw legit dropped.

"How many days are you going?"

"Three days, two nights."

"Alright."

"Mom...am I dreaming?"

"No, sweetie."

"Lord, this is CRAZY."

I run up the stairs, run into my bedroom, close the door and sit down on the floor. OH. MY. GOD. Do you see? I'm clearly his close friend but I still am very excited like a little fan of him. No, I can't be this excited right now. I need to pack up my things.

I put an open luggage on my bed. I pull out my shirts, of course all black and dark-coloured, and see what I can bring. Wait, he didn't mention the city. Rome? OH. I once told him that I want to go to Rome. Yeah, that's possible.