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When love is all that matters.... *2*
*Hey, halle here. Part 2 of When love is all that matters coming at ya! lmfao. Hope you like it. Dedicated to 3 people today. 1) My MJ sister. 2) Shari, the maker of MJsite, thank you so much for making MJsite, i wouldn't be able to live without it. and 3) Michael Jackson, my inspiration. All for love, enjoy<3* The thought of leaving my mom in a hospital dying haunted me. She told me to get out though. I'm doing this for her. I arrived at the Grammys and i could see the flash of lights through the windows. Now that's saying something! I should of brought my sunglasses. I got out of the car and gave my keys to the valet guy. I walked onto the red carpet and I guess all eyes were on me. First it was only one or two people who stared, but then it was everyone. I finally heard a familiar voice. ??: Halle! I peered through the crowd to see Michael walking towards me. He walked up to me and hugged me tight. Michael: You made it on time. Me: I wasn't planning on being late. *giggles* Michael: Come on! I have so many people i want you to meet! *grabs my hand* Michael drug me through the crowd and we made it inside. Me: *takes a deep breath* What a thrill that was. Michael: It is. I love it. Me: I bet you do. Now where are these people i have to meet? Michael: Well first we gotta introduce you to Quincy, then Diana, then Liza, then- Me: Okay, it's a lot of people i get it. *giggles* Michael: Sorry, i'm just so happy you get to be here with me! *smiles* *grabs my hand* I was thinking about what my mom said about Michael. She thinks he loves me. Well i know he loves me like a sister, and a friend. But i know she meant like a girlfriend, and i don't know if that's how he feels. As i was thinking, we had arrived at our destination. Michael: Halle? Me: Yes? Michael: This is Quincy. Quincy, this is my best friend, Halle. Quincy: Only a friend? Me: *blushes* Yes, only a friend. I looked over to see Michael get really shy. That always happens when someone assumes me and him are dating. Quincy: *kissing my cheek* Pleasure to meet you. I've heard so much about you that i just assumed you two were dating. Me: *looks at Michael, then back at Quincy* Does he really talk about me that much? Quincy: *chuckles* Why yes, he does. I remember when we were recording "She's Out Of My Life" he told me he wanted to dedicate the song to you. But i wouldn't let him. I'm very sad i didn't let him. You're such a sweet girl. Me: Thanks. What else does Michael say about me? Quincy: Where do i start? First- Michael: This conversation is over. Quincy: *laughs* I thought you might say that. Michael led me in another direction i'm assuming i was going to meet Diana Ross next. Me: Michael? Michael: *walking* Yes? Me: *following* Why did you cut Quincy off? Michael: He was going to tell you what i said, and it's embarrassing. Me: Aw, Michael. Michael: Be quiet. ??: Michael! Some lady ran up to Michael and hugged him. The closer I looked the more i could tell it was Diana Ross! She's my idol. Michael: Diana, this is the girl i was telling you about. Me: *speechless* Diana: *giggles* I'm Diana. Michael: She's speechless. Diana: Nice to meet you speechless. *giggles* Me: *playfully punches Michael* Not funny Mike. And I'm Halle. You're like my idol. Michael: I thought I was! Me: You are, but she's my other idol. I've got like 5 idols. Diana: I'm honored to be your idol. *hugs me* Now make sure you keep Michael out of trouble. Me: I will. *laughs* Diana walked away and i stared at Michael. Me: Who's next?! Michael: I don't know, i don't think i want to introduce you to anyone else. Me: Why!? Michael: Cause, they all seem to want to tell you something embarrassing about me. Me: So? Michael: *looks at me strange* It's embarrassing. Me: Oh, i see how it is. *grabs his hand* Show me to our seats? Michael: *shyly smiles* Yes my lady. Michael showed me to our seats and we were in the second row. I sat down and i was gazing around. It was amazing. Me: *looking around* I'm so glad i came. Michael: *sits down, puts his arm around me* *kisses me cheek* I'm glad you came to. Me: *puts my hand on his thigh* I have to support my best friend. *kisses his cheek* When i said best friend, Michael looked slightly disappointed. Is he giving me signs? Me: Michael can i ask you something? Just as i said that, music started playing and someone was performing on stage. Horrible timing. Michael: Yeah, what is it? Me: Do you love me? Michael: *yelling* I can't hear you! Me: Never mind. *turns toward the stage* Michael: *shrugs shoulders* Throughout the night Michael had received two awards. I was so proud of him! He was now walking on stage to receive his 3rd award. Crowd: *claps* Me: *screams* I love you Michael! Michael: *looks at me and giggles* I love you too. Michael: *makes his speech* I'd like to thank God.... Me: *makes a heart with my hands* Michael: *winks at me* And I'd like to thank my best friend Halle who is here with me tonight. *points to me* All the cameras turned to me and i blushed. I just glared at Michael. He's knows I'm shy! The cameras turned back to Michael and he decided to go on a rant about me. Michael: She's been there for me through this whole thing. And i since this is the last award of the night i know this is the last chance for me to do this. *starts singing "I'll Be There"* If you should ever find someone new, i know he better be good to you. Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there. *smiles* Thank you. Michael walked backstage and i had tears in my eyes. I felt someone touch my shoulder and i turned around to see someone i didn't know. ??: He seems to really care about you, you're a lucky girl. Me: Yeah, i am very lucky. In fact, anyone that knows Michael is lucky. He changes your life for the good. I turned back around and the Grammys were over. I sat in my seat waiting for Michael, while everyone else was bustling to get out of there. They were all heading off to the after parties, probably to get drunk. Me on the other hand, i don't drink. Me: *twidling my thumbs, staring at my hands* *singing to myself* You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back. Where there is love- ??: I'll be there. I looked up to see Michael smiling at me, holding his 3 Grammys in his hands. Michael: *hands me a Grammy* One for you. Me: *takes it* What's this for? Michael: Being there for me. Me: This is your artist of the year one! Michael: I know. That one is most special to me, and you're most special to me, so it works out perfectly. Me: *hugs him* You're the best, did you know that? Michael: No, *giggles* But thanks for letting me know. Me: No problem. *smiles* Now where of we off to? Michael: If you don't mind, I'd like to visit your mom. Oh crap, my mom. Me: *tears up* Y-yeah, that's cool. Michael: What's wrong? *places his hand on my shoulder* Me: *looks away* It's nothing. Let's just go there. Michael: Okay then. You sure nothing is wrong? Me: *tear falls down my cheek* Yes, I'm sure. We headed off to my car (I was driving us there) and it took us about 15-20 minutes to get to the hospital. Me: We're here. *unbuckles seat belt* Michael: *grabs a grammy* Me: What's that for? Michael: *smiles* You'll see. Me: *flashes a slight smile* We walked hand in hand into the hospital and not many people were there because visiting hours were almost over. A few stragglers ran up to Michael and asked for his autograph and he gave it to them. As we approached my room and grabbed Michael's arm and i stopped him. Me: I have to tell you something. Michael: What is it? Me: My mom... Michael: What about her? Me: *crying* S-she's only gonna live about one more day. *cries into his shoulder* Michael: *hugging me* Halle I'm so sorry. *grabs my hand* *places his hand under my chin and lifts up my head* You can stay the next few days with me. I'll be there for ya. Me: *drying my tears* Thank you Michael. We walked into my mom's room and she was watching TV. She didn't even look at us and she already knew it was Me and Michael. Mom: Michael! Halle! Michael: *hugging her* Hey Mrs. Connelly. Mom: Michael, i saw you on TV. Michael: Oh really? Mom: *looks at me* Yes, and you're last speech was very touching. *hugs him* Thanks for always being there for Halle. She's gone through a lot in her life. Michael: *smiles at her, than me* That's what friends are for. *pulls out the grammy* This for you. Mom: Michael, don't be silly child. Keep that for yourself. You only got 3 of those. Me: *giggles* Two actually, he gave me one. Mom: Michael, you are too much. *takes the grammy, sets it on the side table* Did Halle tell you yet? Michael: Yes, she did. I'm going to miss you Mrs. Connelly. We all are. Mom: Aw, you won't miss me that much. You'll still have each other. *winks at me* Michael, you mind if i talk to ya in private? Michael: *shrugs shoulders* I guess. Me: I guess i can leave the room. I walked out and i was very curious. What did my mom want to talk to Michael about? My mother's Point of View Oh my Halle. I can see she didn't make the move. I guess I'll have to dig in deeper. Michael: *sits down in a chair* So what is it Mrs. C? Me: I w-was wondering. How do you feel about Halle? Michael: You mean do i love her? Me: Precisely. But i don't mean as a f-friend. As a girlfriend. Michael: *blushes* Promise you won't tell her? Me: Michael, sweetie, I've got about 24 hours left on this earth. Michael: Yes, i do. But i don't want to make any moves, because I'm not sure if she feels the same way. I don't want to ruin our friendship. Me: I don't think that's possible. Michael: So should i make the move? Me: Yes, you remember the story of me and Halle's father? Michael: *smiles* Yes. Me: I told Halle this, but i see a lot of Me and Halle's father in you and Halle. Michael: Do you really? *gets excited* Me: *giggles* Yes. You two are exactly like me and her father were. Except for I made the move, and i was 18. Halle is 22. Michael: *blushes* Better late than never. Me: But don't wait for Halle to make the move, go for it. Michael: What if she says no? Me: She says n-no. It's no big d-deal. My Point of View I was getting tired of waiting so i knocked on the door and walked back in. Me: What are we talking about in here? Mom: *smiles* Oh nothing. Don't be so nosy. Me: Sorry Mom. You ready to go Mike? Michael: Yeah, it was nice seeing you Mrs.C. Mom: Glad you came. This might be the last time you can see me. Me and Michael both gave my mom a hug, it was a group hug. Me: *whispers* I love you mom. Mom: *holds my hand* I love you more sweetie. And with that, i walked out of the room holding Michael's hand. I glanced back and my mother and she attempted to give me a thumbs up but she couldn't. It made me realize that she really will be gone soon. Michael: My house or yours? Me: *sad* I don't care, you choose. Michael: Ladies choice. Me: My house i guess. Michael: Okay. *smiles* We arrived at my house about 30 minutes later. I opened the door, and threw my keys onto a table. I walked over and sat on my couch. I place my head in my hands and started to cry. Michael: *running over to me* Halle! What's wrong?! Me: *shakes my head* *moves hands* Why me? Michael: *sits next to me and holds me in his arms* Halle, it's gonna be okay. Me: *looks at him* My mom is gonna die! My dad is dead. I have no one. I'm a lonely 22 year old girl. *cries again* Michael: *runs fingers through my hair* You h-have me. Me: *looks at him* Michael you know what i mean. Michael: Well I'll show you what i mean. Me: Huh? Michael: *leans in to kiss me* Oh shit, he's going to kiss me. He does love me! Michael's lips touched mine and the instant his lips touched mine a shock was sent through me. It felt like magic. I was kissing back and i put my arms around his neck. Me: *pulling away* Michael: *looking me in the eyes* I love you Halle. More than you'll ever know. Me: *blushing* Did my mom tell you to make a move? Michael: I've always wanted to. She just made me believe in myself. *smiles* Me: I- I- I love you Michael. *starts to smile* Michael: Really? Phew, i was getting worried. Me: *giggles* Yes i do. Michael: *kisses me* So, seeing as though we both have strong feelings for each other, would you- Me: Yes. Michael: I didn't even finish asking the question. What if i was asking, would you like to have sex with me. You just said yes. Me: Well than i change my mind! Michael: *laughs* Settle down, I'm just kidding. I was asking you to be my girlfriend. And since you said yes, we should celebrate. Me: And how is that? Michael: Well I'm hungry. Me: Me too. How about Pizza? Michael: It's gotta be homemade. I want some good homemade pizza. Me: It'll be homemade, but i can't guarantee it'll be good. Michael: *kisses my cheek* As long as I'm with you, i don't care how the pizza turns out. Me: *stands up and pulls Michael up* You're so sweet. Why didn't we do this sooner? Michael: *blushes* Cause i was afraid to make the move. Me: I'm glad you finally did. *kisses him* Me and Michael walked into my kitchen and we started making pizza. I was flinging the dough in the air but Michael decided he had to show me how it's done. Michael: Let me show you how a true champ does it. *grabs the dough* Me: *sits on the counter* Show me then "champ". Michael: *smirks* I will. *starts throwing the dough in the air* Me: *giggles* Oh, you really showed me up. Michael: Watch this. *tries to do a fancy trick but drop the pizza* Oh crap! Me: The pizza dough! Michael: *picks it up* *blows on it* Five second rule. Me: *playfully punches him* Goof ball. Michael: *giggles* I know. We finished up our pizza and decided to just chill and watch a movie. Me: I'm in the mood for some action. Michael: I'm up for anything really. *sitting on the couch* I was looking through my movies to find I have a very pitiful collection. Me: It's not looking like we got that great of a selection anyway. *sighs* *picks up a random movie* Ohh, i like this one. Michael: It's not a chick flick is it? Me: *turns around and stares at him* And what if it is? *raises an eyebrow* Michael: *puts hands up* That's fine with me. Me: *giggles* *throws the movie at him* Michael: *catches the movie* Jaws! I'm totally in the mood for this. Me: I still can't go in the ocean, that's how much this movie scared me. Michael: Really? Me: Yes, don't judge. Michael: I'm not judging. *pats the spot on the couch next to him* It's ready for you. Me: *putting in the movie* *running over and sitting down* I'm here. Michael: *leans down and kisses me* I love you. Me: I love you more. Michael: Never in a million years. Me: *rolls eyes* *giggles* Me and Michael watched Jaws until i smelled something burning. Me: *running to the kitchen* Oh shit! I got the pizza only to find it was burnt. Me: *mumbles* Fuck. I placed the pizza on the counter and just stared at it. Me: You're a mean pizza, you know that? Michael: *walking in* Talking to the pizza? Me: Yes. It's burnt. Michael: I'll eat it. Me: *looks at him funny* Seriously? Michael: *kisses my cheek* I'm starving. Me: We could order Chinese food or something. Michael: *looks at the pizza* Ehh, yeah, Chinese it is. Me & Michael: *laughs* I called the local Chinese place and ordered some take out. They arrived shortly after and Me and Michael ate our food while watching the rest of the movie. Me: *finishing eating* God, that was good. Better than the pizza would of been. Michael: I don't know about that. *runs and grabs a slice of pizza and comes back* *eats a bite of pizza* *spits it out* Yep, better than the pizza. Me: Told you. Michael: *giggles* You did didn't you. Well the movie is over, what's next? *RING RING* Me: Oh, the phone. Let me get that quickly. Michael: Okay. Me: *answering the phone* Hello? ??: Hello, is this Halle Connelly? Me: Yes, and who is this? ??: This your mother's doctor. Me: Yes, *looking at the clock* It's midnight, it's not good when doctor's call at midnight. Me: What's wrong? Doctor: You're mother passed away. I'm sorry dear. Me: *drops the phone* ________________________________________________________________ Umm, HOLY CAT NIP that was long. Or at least i thought it was. I was gonna make it shorter but you know, i feel like we need a little reading material. HAHA. Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it! Love, halleeeeee(:
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