let me love you ~ michael jackson & ariana grande

apologies

                       October 24th, 1982

Ariana

About 15 minutes has passed since my crying session and I feel good surprisingly. Letting out my built up anger and sadness feels relieving, like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

I've decided to apologize to Michael, ignoring his calls was not the way to go and I realize that now. I can't get mad at him for who he likes, people can't control their feelings towards someone. I just wish it was me.

I want to say sorry to him in person because I think it would sound more meaningful instead of doing it over the phone.

As I fold the last of my clothes and tuck them away in my dresser, the doorbell rings.

I'll just let my mom answer it, it's probably for her anyway.

The noise rings in my ear again and I sigh, knowing my mother won't answer it any time soon.

I quickly jog downstairs so whoever it is doesn't ring it again.

I swing the door open to reveal Michael standing on my doorstep, hands in his black pant pockets as per usual.

"Michael? Uh, what-" He interrupts me, pushing me aside as he steps into my house.

"I came here to apologize." I look into his eyes as they stare back into mine.

"Michael-" I'm cut off once again by him.

"No, listen to me. I lied." He says.

"About what?" I ask him very flustered.

"Brooke. When you asked me what I was thinking about, I told you Brooke Shields but she wasn't the girl I was thinking about."

My eyes roll and I shake my head.

"You came here to tell me that you weren't thinking about Brooke but a different girl? Okay, Michael just go-" My voice comes to a halt as soon as his mouth opens.

"It was you! I was thinking about you, Ariana! You're the girl I like." He pulls me closer and analyzes me.

I swear I hear angels singing, this can't be real. I have to be dreaming. God, if you're listening, please don't play with my heart strings like that.

"Ariana, you're the one I want." Oh my god, this is real. This isn't an alternative reality, or me staring into space like I always do, this is real life.

My face beams with delight and I can proudly say, this is the happiest I've ever been.

"Michael, I don't even know what to say right now, I've been dreaming about this moment since I was a little kid and now it's actually happening." My eyes widen and I close my mouth as fast as it opened.

He notices the humiliated look on my face and grabs my hands.

"It's okay." He laughs which is music to my ears. "Janet told me everything."

My mouth is agape and the air is definitely awkward.

"Everything?"

"Hmm, not everything." I let out my breath in relief. "But most things." He says which makes me want to slap him right in his face.

My cheeks start growing warm and I can sense them getting redder and redder by the second.

"Well, this is super embarrassing." I push him away gently and let the shame eat me alive.