let me love you ~ michael jackson & ariana grande

i'm happy for you

October 10th, 1982

Ariana

"The Aristocats is far by better than Peter Pan." I argue as I toss some popcorn into my mouth.

"You're so wrong." Michael glares at me as he drinks orange juice which is practically water to him.

"If not The Aristocats, then at least Lady and the Tramp." I try negotiating, he's a very stubborn person.

"That's even worse!" He raises his voice out of frustration which causes me to laugh at him.

Janet then walks into the room with a bag of chips, sitting right in the middle of us.

"What are you arguing about now?" She's not even fazed at this point, you could say Michael and I argue about a lot of things a lot. It's more like playful arguing though, we never actually mean it.

During the last 6 months, Michael and I have grown a lot closer and now I can finally say we're friends. After the appointment he set up for me, we started talking more as I came over to the Jackson residence per usual.

And now our friendship is the best it could ever be.

My singing is definitely the thing I'm most excited for. My meeting with Quincy Jones couldn't of gone any better, he says I have a lovely voice and that "star quality" radiates throughout me.

I don't think I'm officially signed to any label yet but he's recommending Epic Records to me and I couldn't be more pumped

"Janet, what movie do you think is better? Peter Pan or The Aristocats?" His attractive voice snaps me out of my thoughts but he's no longer attractive once he purposely says the the movie title in a way that makes it sound like a disease.

I roll my eyes and wait for Janet's answer, knowing she'll side with me.

"I personally like Snow White."

"Snow White?" Michael and I synchronously ask.

She nods unbothered, like she usually is.

"Well, that was no help." I tell her.

"Peter Pan is still better."

I glance at him and a sarcastic smile appears on my face.

"You keep thinking that."

"Okay, my opinion is no longer needed. I'm going to sleep." Janet gets up and leaves the room with no warning.

She closes the door behind her, leaving me and Michael in silence.

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Michael

I stare at Ariana out of the corner of my eye once again.

God, she's beautiful. Not only does she have looks going for her, but her personality shines bright like diamond.

I guess you could say I've gained a little crush on her.

Okay maybe a big one.

But how could you not? She's absolutely stunning, has the heart of an angel and is everything I've ever wanted in a girlfriend.

There's always a downside to everything though, her being 18 isn't a problem to me since she's a legal adult, it's the fact that I've watched her grow up.

I've watched her run through our door, excited because she's finally gotten older and I don't know how that would make me feel, what if we were together and all I'd see in her face is the child my little sister grew up with? It'd be a very odd thing to experience.

Even if I didn't know her anyway, she deserves better than me. She deserves someone who will be there with her 100% and with my album coming out very soon. I'll be insanely busy. So I think being friends is just the move right now.

Plus, I'm not the most attractive guy. She's model material while I resemble the ugliest person in the world.

My father.

I'm assuming my thinking face got very concentrated because the next thing I know, I'm being shook by Ariana.

"Michael?"

I'm thrown back into reality abruptly and lock eyes with her.

"You looked very deep in thought so I just got nervous." She explains.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. My thinking face can be a little scary."

She softly laughs, which is heaven to my ears, then continues.

"It's fine." She disconnects our eyes for a couple of seconds until she brings them back up. "So, what were you thinking about?"

I hide my head in my hands embarrassed and a grin involuntarily pops onto my face.

"It was nothing." I shake her off hoping she gives up.

"I know it was something. Something important. New song? She guesses. Great, Ariana being Ariana, she's gonna guess for hours until she eventually finds out.

"It was nothing, Ariana." I say, that grin still on my face.

"It was a girl, wasn't it?" She asks and I swear her eyes got a bit glossy for a quick second before she blinked.

The question caught me off guard so instead of saying no, I kind of just sat there, ignoring her gaze.

Suddenly, she perks up and her face beams.

"Tell me all about her."

"Huh?" I'm even more confused on her random burst of interest in this "girl" which is kind of funny because she was the girl that was on my mind.

"Who is she?"

Crap, think fast, Michael.

"Uh, Brooke Shields." The name leaves my mouth before I even think.

If I'm not mistaken, her face subtly falls once she hears Brooke's name but she quickly puts a smile back on.

"That's great, Michael. She's gorgeous, you guys deserve each other." Her voice cracks a bit and I wonder what happened to make her so upset.

She stands up on her two feet and turns to leave.

"Ariana, wait-"

"I'm gonna go to Janets room and get some sleep, it's late. I'll see you tomorrow." She flashes a simper smile and is soon out of my room.

I fall back into my bed and slowly take in everything that just happened.

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it's sad that the downfall is already happening when they've finally became friends after years :/

but next chapter will be much better and a lot more detail oriented, this chapter was short i know.

i still hope u guys enjoyed reading it though, i'll see u next chapter. goodbye!