What About | Michael Jackson Fanfic

Chapter Four

Los Angeles, California

October 16, 1987

Lauren

"I can't do this. I just can't. what about him?" I said crying. 

His soft hand wiped my salty tears.

 "What about him?" He said staring at me.

 His stare was very intense. Big brown orbs filled with passion, lust and love. He rested his hand on my cheek slowly caressing it. We both leaned in.

"LAUREN TURN THE FUCKING ALARM OFF!" said a slight sleep Kevin.

 I opened my eyes just to realize it was a dream. I quickly turned it off and hopped out of bed. It was 4:00 AM and I had to be on a flight to Brooklyn in an hour. I'll be there for two weeks shooting. I quickly did a morning routine and put on a simple long sleeve shirt and sweatpants and threw my hair into a ponytail.

The dream I had seemed so.. real. Wonder who was the guy. But there's no way in hell I could cheat on Kevin. No way. Yeah, I know deep down inside he has hurt me but he made me. He made my career. I can't find myself doing it.

 "Damn." I said getting back to my train of thought. Justin came in and picked up my luggage to take it to the truck.

"Kevin I'm leaving babe." I said quietly touching his back.

 "Alright, be safe love you." He said annoyingly. 

Wow, can't even get a proper goodbye.

 "Love you too." with that, I walked downstairs to the truck. I got in and looked out the window.

Hello versatile career

Michael

"Do you have everything set for Lauren Frank?" I asked.

 I wanted make sure that she was treated like royalty for these two weeks. It's the least I can do since she's doing this huge favor for me. The thought of her put a smile on my face. Her soft brown skin with those tiny freckles to her light pink lips and her petite yet curvy body. The woman was a brown goddess who should be treated like one. Man how lucky Kevin was. But out of all people, why him?

"Joker calm down man. Everything is fine geez. You're panicking for nothing. Just relax it's gonna go smoothly." Bill said chuckling. 

I rolled my eyes at the two while we were waiting on Lauren to arrive to the plane. My hands were sweating. Maybe I am overreacting. I sighed touching the tip of my nose. I do that when I'm nervous. What is this woman doing to me? It's me that do the nervousness on women, not them doing it to me.

I have to snap out of this. She's married for God sake. Ugh!

As time seemed like forever, a black Escalade similar to mine pulled up. I got out of mine to greet her. Why would I not greet a woman like that? Once the truck stopped, she quickly jumped out and looked around in awe. I'm guessing she has never been on a private jet. She then looked over at me surprised.

 "Wow I wasn't expecting we'd be in a private jet!"

 Bill laughed at her reaction while taking her bags. 

"Well darling this is Michael Jackson you're dealing with. He style and profile okay?"

I blushed at what Bill said.