I Love You More | MJJ ✔️

{Chapter 24}

*door knock*

It scares both of us. Michael seems annoyed.

"Ugh."

He gets up, walks to the door and opens it.

"Mr.Dileo on phone, sir"

Bill hands him the phone.

"Hello?"

"How's the trip going?"

"Pretty fine. Why?"

"And how's it going with her?"

"Frank...I can't believe she accepted me."

Even though Michael's trying to whisper, I hear it all, boy. Then, he walks out of the room and closes the door. That's the attitude. He closed the door. I love him.

So, I finish up my food and cleans the table. I don't know if he'll come back or not so I just leave his food. Wait, he will. He left his camera.

About fifteen minutes later,

*door slam*

Wait what? I run to my door but I see nothing. Hold on... MICHAEL?

I quickly go to his room and knock on the door.

"Michael? Michael!"

"Who's there!?"

"It's me!"

He opens the door and sneaks out. He seems really angry and frustrated.

"What happened?"

"Let's go to your room."

He pushes me into my room and immediately shut the door right after we got in.

"What? Did somebody see you?"

Then, I become shocked. He doesn't have any make-up on. That means... I can clearly see brown blotches on his both hands, a few on his face and his chest as he's wearing a V-neck T-shirt.

"I think the staff saw me. Nobody knows I'm here. I mean we're here."

"Should we move?"

"I'm sorry but yes, we should."

"Okay, I'll repack everything."

"I'm sorry, babe."

"It's fine."

I hug him once and begin packing up my things again. Michael peaks outside and he sees nobody so, he quickly runs to his room to pack up his things.

Once we both finish packing up and changing clothes, we hop in the car and move to another hotel that is far away from the previous one. The next hotel is a normal three-star hotel and it's quite cheap...for Michael, not for me. Bill helps us getting a room but it's unfortunate to know that we can't get two suite rooms. Michael says it's okay to book one room and yes, I'm already shaking. So, we end up staying in one room.

As soon as I get into the room, I close the curtains of all the windows that exist in that room.

"Come in now. It's safe."

Michael walks in, holding his bag and sits on the bed. He sighs VERY loudly.

"Hey, we're safe now."

"I'm sorry you have to go through this."

"I'm more than ready to face everything you've been facing so, do not ever apologize to me, okay?"

"Do you see that? I have to do this most of the time. I can't even travel alone. Not even for a vacation. It's fine when fans surround my hotel while I'm going on tours. But not this... I want privacy."

"I understand."

"I feel very trapped."

"Calm down, Michael. You're safe now, okay? I guarantee this."

"Now, you see how hard it is for me to be famous. I love fame but I hate it when it turns to invading my privacy."

I can't say a word but just sit down beside him.

"I'm sorry."

He looks away from me. I know he's burning inside and frustrated. I just hold his arm and rest my head on his back, closing my eyes.