Blonde Bombshell

Date: part 1

30th August 1983

Sidney's PoV

My alarm wakes me up swiftly. Normally, my father wakes me up 10 minutes before my alarm, but because I was late going to bed he must of let me sleep in for a while.
I groan as I flip my legs over my bed, I slap my alarm after a whole because it's starting to become deafening!

I walk out of my bedroom and droopily step down the stairs one at a time, every few minutes. 10 minutes later I reach the end of the stair case. I look up after hearing chuckling, my father looking at me shaking his head.
"Michael's party do you in?" He question softly
I nod rubbing my eyes "hell yeah"

I walk into the kitchen with my dad swiftly following me "Randy called not long ago—" he begins making me groan out loud which makes his laugh his next sentence out "he asked me to make sure you remember about your date..why are you dating him?" He frowns looking at me intently as I pour out my crunchy nut cornflakes "I don't know papa, I guess I felt bad" I shrug splashing the milk into the bowl.
He frowns at me "he's not good for you..." he begins
"Daaaad" I groan looking at him annoyed by how he's pecking at my head "I'm going on this date to satisfy him and make him shut up. I'll turn him down if he asks again, I'm not dressing up all fancy because I have nothing to impress anyone for. I'm not ready for another relationship" I shrug grabbing my bowl and walking to the table.

"So why are you going on a date with him then if you—"

"Sorry to interrupt" my mom walks in with a warm smile then looks at me "you have a visitor"

I groan out loud "seriously? This early?" I ask, more so ask myself.
She chuckles "yes-" she then turns to whoever it is "she's in here" she smiles at whoever it is.
"Thank you" I hear someone softly speak... my eyes widen, Michael??

He walks in the kitchen with a friendly smile on his face, making me smile also.
"Michael? Hey!" I smile at him confused by why he is randomly showing up.
"Hey" he smiles at me then looks at my father and pats his shoulder "Hey mate"
"Hi mike" my father smiled "what brings you here on this fine day?"
Michael held his jacket up, the thriller jacket "I brought the miss the jacket" he smiled "I want you to have it" he cooed at me making me smile widely.

My dad whispered looking between you both "we'll leave you to it" he smiled standing up straight and walking off into the living room, ushering my mum in there too. He closed the door to give Michael and I privacy, I'm guessing.

"You didn't have to do this" I smiled at Michael standing up and putting my food in the bin, as I know don't feel hungry enough to eat it.
"It's okay, I was in the area" he shrugged placing the jacket down on the counter top
I turn and look at him to find him checking me out, I decide to ignore it "do you want a drink? Something to eat?" I asked politely
"Oh," he shook his head "no thank you"
I smiled back and leant against the kitchen counter, starting to feel awkward
He cleared his throat then started to talk "i um- originally came here to—"

"Sid, the phone is for you" my father popped his head in the kitchen handing me the phone.
I nod and take it from him "hello?" I question confused. Who the hell would be calling me.
"Hey beautiful, it's randy"
"Well,, I didn't think it was Michael" I replied with a hint of sarcasm "Michael isn't forward enough to ring a girl.. he gets nervous" he changed the tone in which he said 'nervous' making it sound really childish.
I just chuckle, Michael stands there rolling his eyes at his younger brother.
Randy continued "he wouldn't dare Male any sort of move on you, especially now he knows I'm in the picture"

Michael grabbed the phone off of me, I start trying to fight for it back "heyyyy little brother" Michael cooed into the phone
"Michael?" Randy snapped "what the hell you doing with Siddy?"
"Siddy?" Michael repeated "damn, I feel sorry for that girl" Michael sighed, exaggerating slightly, making me giggle.
"Michael?!" Randy growls "what are you doing at—"
Michael finishes off his sentence "serenity's house? I'm here to bring her the coat of hers she left at mothers. Mother insisted seen as though you ran for the hills and disappeared today" Michael mumbled into the phone.
Randy gasped feeling violated "I went to make sure everything for mine and Sidney's days was perfect for tonight"

"Cute" Michael mumbled handing me the phone back "cute" he mumbled again making me smirk.
I grab hold of the phone "was there anything in particular you wanted, Randy?" I ask as politely as I could, although I did come off quite sassy. But that's only because Michael Jackson is stood in front of me making me feel all types of ways.
"I need you to be ready by 7pm.. is that okay with you?" He asks politely
I nod "that should be fine. See you then Randy" I coo and end the call; not letting him say anything else.

Michael looks me in the eye "and I ask you again, why are you on a date with him?"

I shrug turning away to get a bottle of water from the fridge, I open the fridge looking for a water bottle and reply to Michael "he's sweet" I speak into the fridge, yet reply to Michael "I'm more sweet" he replied childishly "that is true!" I point out turning back to michael with my water bottle. I close the fridge and sigh as the cold water drizzles down my throat.
"Go on a date with me?" Michael asked out of the blue. My eyes widen as I choke on my drink. Damn that was alright to the point.
"Michael I'm already-" I begin but he cuts me off with his sweet lips laying upon mine making me moan.

Michael moves closer to me not breaking the kiss at any moment. The front of his body presses up to the front of mine, he moans once he starts roaming his hand up the right side of my body.
He presses his erection against me, before I could even groan or react to it we got interrupted my someone clearing there throat "Michael? Stop groping my daughter in my kitchen please. It would be well appreciated" my father asked with a small smirk

Michale stuttered stepping away from me "Paul I um- it wasn't w-what—"
My father laughed hysterically which kind of relaxed Michael "Michael its fineeee" my father dragged out his words "don't break her heart" my daddy shrugged "it's all I'll say for now" he added.

Michael turned to me and peaked my lips "the offer is still up" he winked.
I sighed "what would the media and paparazzi do if they saw me out with the two youngest male Jackson's on a date in the matter of days? They'd think I'm some slut"

"But you're not!" Michael quickly says

I shrug "it's what I'll get labelled"

Michael grabbed my hand "we'll keep us on the down low" he suggested sweetly

I sigh rubbing my forehead, taking my hand from his grip "I wanna see how my date goes with randy" I suggest

He nods, seeming upset by the situation and my reply "that's understandable.. I'll um- be in touch. Bye" he smiled softly and walked out, last my father without saying good bye.
My father looked at me with shameful eyes "you just turned down the one person who'd give you the world and everything in it.. just to be on a date with randy. Are you crazy girl?" He laughed softly, more in shock I suppose. I'm shocked too. Michael is the one I've always had an attraction too. With his big brown eyes, soothing angelic voice. And a face and body made by the gods above. Yet I choose to go on a date with Randy? Mad!!