*phone rings*
*phone rings*
*phone rings*
It's been ringing the whole day. I know that Michael wants to know if I received his song or not but I can't pick it up right now...
In the evening, I went to the dance studio although I don't have to teach any classes. I put on some dance beats and songs and let myself out. I dance all the choreographies that I made, I go for free-styling and many more. I just don't put on Michael's songs. They just make me emotional at this moment.
On my way back home, I buy myself some drinks and snacks.
'I took my baby on a Saturday bang-'
The store is playing Black or White.
"Boy, is that girl with you, yes, we're one and the same."
I can't help. Michael's songs...they can't be resisted. Then, I drive back home and spend my night listening to my favourite jazz songs and enjoying my "supper".
The next day, I go to teach at the studio as usual.
"We'll do one more time and move on. 1-2-!"
As I do a spin, I see someone standing right outside of the room and staring at me.
"Hol-"
I almost trip.
"Practise time, guys. I'll be back."
I run to the door and open it.
"Hey..."
There stands Bill.
"Ms.Reimers, I'm sorry to disturb you but Mr.Jackson wants to see you."
Not surprised.
"Well, I can't come."
"He's in the car right now."
What?
"Tell him to leave-"
"I can't. He's been trying to reach you and been devastated."
"Oh no..."
"Please."
I sigh loudly and go outside of the building. Then, Bill opens the door for me and I just go inside without looking at Michael's face.
"Hey..."
"I'm kind of busy now."
"I know. Did you...get my song?"
I look at him finally.
"Yeah. It was heartbreaking but beautiful."
"And you don't even call me to ask me about it?"
"Michael, look. I know all the lines come from your heart."
He looks really sad. REALLY.
"And yes, I walked away. But I didn't walk away from you as your friend."
"And a friend doesn't cut off contact."
..........
"Bab- I mean, Laura..."
He holds my hand.
"Would you please give me another chance?"
"Of course, I want to. But I feel better being a friend of yours."
"I'm sorry, Laura."
"No, don't be sorry. It's I who will have to say sorry to you. I didn't answer your calls. I didn't care about you."
"I know you care."
"Well, yes, I care."
"Then, why don't you show me that you care?"
"Just like you didn't..."
Oops. We go silent for a while.
"I have to go, Michael. I will answer your calls from now on. I promise."
"Laura-"
He grips my arm.
"Please..."
"Bye..!"
I go out of the car and shut the door. Then, I run into the building again and cry, covering my mouth with my palm. I do really want to give him a second chance but my unconscious mind had been made up. He's gonna be my friend from now on.
*phone rings*
It's 8 pm now so, of course he'll call me. Whew.
"Hello, Michael?"
"Finally..!"
I only smile.
"So... How have you been doing..?"
"Good. You?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Somebody broke my heart."
"That 'somebody' must be a bad person."
"She is. But I was wrong, too. I should've told her everything I've been feeling and what's happening with me."
"Yeah, you should have."
"Laura..."
"Hmm?"
"Please consider what I told you in the afternoon."
"About?"
"Can I get one more chance to be your man?"
I go silent for some seconds.
"Laura..?"
"No."
I hear him sighing loudly.
"Of course, you need time."
"And you need to sleep now."
"Okay..."
"Michael..."
"Yeah?"
"Good night... I love you."
"As a?"
"Best friend of yours."
"And I love you...as a man who still wants a second chance to be your boyfriend."
..........
"Bye..."
"I'll call you tomorrow."
"Imm hmm."
"Good night, Laura."
I just hang up. See? That's what I don't want. I don't know about him but I'm feeling so awkward. Ugh...
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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...