It's The Falling in Love

Chapter One-Hundred and Six

I take a deep breath, staring at myself in the mirror. 

This is an interesting wig...Bangs, huh? I never would've thought of having 'em. 

A soft knock echos in the empty bathroom.

I gasp, turning around. "Uh, come in!" I nervously say.

The door knob turns as the door opens. Michael smiles widely at me, entering the bathroom.

He shuts the door behind him. I sigh, feeling my heart still race. Why am I still so nervous? He's my husband, he wanted me to do this. 

"You look beautiful." Michael says in awe, pulling me closer to him.

I blush. Without all these huge, circled sparkles, I would be naked. Maybe that's why he is enjoying this.. 

"Thank you.." I shyly say.

Michael smirks, leaning closer to me, pouting his lips.

I frown, gently pushing him away from me.

Michael furrows his eyebrows, "What's wrong? Don't you want a little good luck kiss before you go out there?" He smirks, biting his lip.

I blush again, "Michael, I thought we talked about this.." I mumble, crossing my arms.

Michael frowns, "Mia, I want to be here for you. Alright? This is the first time in years that you're modeling again, I just want to comfort you." He says, taking a hold of my hand.

I smirk, "That's really sweet of you, Michael." I shyly say.

Michael smiles, kissing my hand. "I'll always be there for you." He grins.

I feel my face heat up.

Mia, snap out of it! This is for your husband's sake! Don't let him sweet talk you out of something again! 

I sigh, harshly taking my hand away from him.

Michael sighs loudly, slouching. "Babe, plea-"

"No, Michael." I sternly say, cutting him off.

His eyes slightly widen.

"Michael, you need to be tested. I won't feel safe with us touching in any way until you do." I say.

Michael frowns, "Baby, I will. Let me s-"

"No, Michael." I sternly say again.

Michael stares at me with sad eyes.

I frown, sighing. My hand reaches up as I caress his face.

Michael closes his eyes, holding onto my hand. 

"I need you to get tested right now. Okay?" I quietly say.

Michael sighs, opening his eyes. "Mia, I-"

"Michael, I'm only nagging you about this because I love you and I care about you." I gently say.

I furrow my eyebrows. "I don't how I'd be able to live with myself if I knew you might have HIV." I quietly say.

Michael weakly smiles, "Okay, Mia." He whispers.

I lean up, kissing his lips.

Another knock echos in the bathroom.

Michael and I turn to the door as the door opens.

"Mia, they need you out there." Stacy, the photographer's assistant, kindly says.

I frown, turning to Michael. "I'll meet you at home, alright?" I raise an eyebrow. 

Michael weakly smiles, "Okay, Mia." He softly says.