Time Waits For No One

Time Waits For No One - 13

TIME WAITS FOR NO ONE. 

Chapter 13; 

The night continued on as Michael and Nikole floated around the city of Paris inthe hot air balloon, every moment felt so surreal to Nikole. Was he really hers forever now, were they really to be married? Just as these thoughts ran through her mind, simliar thoughts ran through Michael’s mind as he fought hard for them to elude him. ‘She said yes but did she mean it? are we really meant to be? does this ring ensure she wont leave me ever again. Should I have done this long ago? What if she falls for someone else? what if we fight too much. I’ve been known to screw up love before, but was it because I am meant to be alone or was it because I knew Nikole was the only one for me, the only one who understood me. Am I over analyzing my engagement already? Do I tell the world? Do we keep it a secret’ Michael sighed deeply while he stood in thehot air balloon with Nikole, holding her in his arms. “Babe are you okay?” Nikole asked as she looked up at him then back at the city resting her head on his chest while the balloon began to slowly take them back to reality, back to Earth, back on the ground. “Yes my lovely one I am fine, couldn’t be better.” Michael spoke softly replying to the woman of his dreams. “You are my everything Michael” Nikole said back to him as the hot air balloon dropped them off on the ground, taking her hand Michael helped her get out of the balloon and they walked through the field again to get to the awaiting limo a half a mile away. Walking back to the limo Michael laced his fingers together with Nikole and glanced over at her. “When we played tag in grade school you wanted to be it! But chasin’ boys was just a fad you crossed your heart you’d quit, Now we’re grown up Nikki, and I’m giving you a ring, do you promise me you’re mind forever? Just me and you? Do you promise to stay with me and never leave again?” Michael asked in a serious tone watching her facial expressions very carefully. “Yes Mikey I promise, my love for you is something undeniable” Nikole whispered back as she watched Michael staring into his eyes. “But your heart is unreliable….” Michael said back to Nikole of her promise of loving him. “Michael can we not be negative about the situation, you asked me to marry you and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you baby for real this time…” She said softly rubbing his back as she squeezed his hand for reassurance. “I believe you” Michael said softly while they continued to walk to the limo, finally getting to the limo Nikole stopped before getting into the car as Michael held the door open for her. “But do you trust me?” She asked rhetorically while she got into the car and waited for him to get in. Not saying another word together each other, Michael placed his hand on her thigh as they drove back to the hotel. Nikole played with her engagement ringstaring out at the wonderful night lights that light up and the city, that made the city feel love which is why is why it was called the city of love. Nikole sighed as she watched the city and the life of the city, Watching the heart beat of the city while the residents and tourists either woke or were going in for the evening. Sighing softly Nikole held back tears thinking about the future, her future with Michael, were they finally going to be together or were his doubts about her heart’s choice to be with him going to end something before it even began. 

As the months passed after Michael announced to his family his engagement to family friend and his long time best friend Nikki, however since the engagement it seemed as though she was giving Michael some space since they had returned from Paris. Space for what? yes he was skeptical about her love, about if this was what she wanted but “giving him space” was not what he wanted to find out if this is what she wanted. Michael was laying in his bed looking up at the ceiling one winter evening, the lights all off while he listened to the beat of his own heart. Michael rolled over holding a pillow holding back tears as he slightly exhaled,  Michael began to chant these words - ‘I just wanna lay next to you for a while. You look so beautiful tonight, your eyes are so lovely, your mouth is so sweet, Alot of people misunderstand me that’s because they don’t know me at all. I just want to touch you and hold you, God I need you, i love you so much Nikki’ Michael finalized just as there was a soft knock at the door. Clearing his throat from any thing that could be thought of as sadness or crying in his voice he cleared it all away just as he replied with “Come on in” He said as the door opened, it was his daughter Paris, 14 years old with a heart of gold and beauty to match she snuck in the room quietly so her brothers wouldn’t hear the door squeak. “Hey dad, are you awake?” She asked softly as she walked across the dark room to the large kind size bed. “Yes honey I’m awake is everything okay?” Michael retorted as he sat up in the bed and reached for the lamp. “Oh no dad please dont turn on the light it will hurt my eyes,” Paris gave a soft chuckle and sat on the side of her father’s bed. “Yeah everything is fine I just miss you alot so I wanted to come lay with you is that okay?” She smiled at him and climbed under the covers with her father. “Sounds divine to me my sweet angel” Michael said sweetly leaning over and kissing Paris’ cheek as he wrapped his arms around his growing teenager. “Dad why isn’t Nik here, are you guys together? how did the proposal go? did she say yes?” Paris questioned holding her father’s hand as his arms were wrapped around her. Michael didn’t answer the question as he quietly sobbed on his daughter’s shoulder. 

Early the same morning Michael couldn’t sleep, checking on Paris to make sure she was still asleep Michael pulled away from her slightly and put on his slippers. Wearing red silk pajamas he grabbed the pencil and note pad on the night stand Michael glanced at Paris one more time before he opened up his window, climbing outside into the Los Angelos cool air at 3:48 am he sat in the tree and looked up at the stars the only thing on his mind was Nikole, inhaling deeply he began to write. By the time the sun came up Michael had another song ready for the studio, climbing back inside the window he glanced at the clock, 7:00 am right on the dot, left a smile on Michael’s face, 7 was his lucky number. Michael made sure Paris was still sleeping, making his way to the closet where he grabbed an outfit for the day. Pulling out some black slacks and a red button down flannel, and white socks. Michael’s usual studio attire, he walked into his bathroom, taking a warm and yet comforting much needed muscle relaxing shower. Washing his hair and body thoroughly, Michael retreated from the shower getting dressed in the bathroom while his daughter slept. He came out and slipped into his black loafers, grabbed the song he wrote a few hours previous and headed down stairs, He was too distrought for breakfast and walked passed the kitchen and out the door to the black awaiting yukon, “Can you take me to my studio please?” Michael asked his driver as he opened his own door and got inside relaxing against the caramel leather seats. Finally moments passed as Michael arrived at the studio, he snuck in the back so no one knew he was going in to work on another record and sat in the studio, he called his closest and most dear friend Quincy a great producer as well as Teddy Riley and asked them to come help him. Once they arrived a few hours later Michael was busy playing with the sound boards trying to create the perfect sound for his new project. “I need some help…” Michael said to them not even turning around to acknowledge the two gentlemen as they walked in asking Michael if everything was okay. “Here’s the lyrics, help me with a great sound?” Michael continued pushing the lyrics from in front of him over to the left where the men stood. “Mike we got this..” Teddy assured Michael as he read over the lyrics and passed them over to Quincy whom nodded his head and they both looked at Michael. “Smelly why don’t you step into the booth while we adjust the mic levels and begin some good sample of some beats for you, we need to know the melody to create the perfect tempo for you,” Quincy assured Michael as he placed his hand on Michael’s shoulder. Michael looked down at his hands then glanced over his shoulder at Quincy and looked up at him and nodded, “Thank you from the bottom of my heart thank you!” Michael said as he stood and made his way into the booth, putting the large head phones over his head, he stepped forward towards the mic, licking his lips softly he closed his eyes and allowed the lyrics to escape his lips; “Feels like a fire That burns in my heart Every single moment that we spend apart I need you around For every day to start I haven’t left you alone Something about you Is there in your eyes Everything I’m looking for I seem to find All this time away Is killing me inside I need your love in my life I wanna spend, time to live in I wanna fall with you again Like we did, when we first met I wanna fall with you again.”