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**hi guys, i'm really sorry this took so long, my dad was sick...and well here it is i hope you like it!** Michael: Can we talk, please? Me: umâ?¦. Iâ?¦â?¦I donâ??t know Michaelâ?¦. (I look down and close me eyes) Iâ??ve been ruining your lifeâ?¦.youâ??re better off with out meâ?¦. I felt him grab my hand wanting me to look up but I pulled my hand away from his and felt the hot tears roll down my face. Michael: whyâ??d you leave me? Me: I was afraid okayâ?¦I didnâ??t want to stay in London anymore, there was to much pressure going on in my life! (I looked up at him avoiding contact with his eyes) I hate myselfâ?¦.. Michael: Donâ??t say that Me: I hate myself, you hate meâ?¦ youâ??ll be better off with me- Michael: No Kelly, I do not hate you. I love you, my kids love you. Me: (I looked down) â?¦â?¦â?¦ Michael: (walks up at puts his hands on my arms) Me: (I look up and my eyes lock with his) Michael: (wipes the tears from my face) relax sweetie Me: (thinking-â??did he just call me sweetie?! He always called me Kellyâ?) (I took in a deep breath and let it out relaxing) â?¦â?¦.how can you forgive me so easily? Michael: weâ??re only human, we all make mistakes, and weâ??re not perfect. With out thinking I threw myself into his arms and hugged him tightly, I felt his arms move around my body and hug me. I had my face buried in the side of his neck and I felt his hand move from my back to the back of my head and we were just standing there. I didnâ??t care who saw, even the Paparazzi I didnâ??t care, I was happy to know Michael forgave me, I was happy to be in his arms again. We stood there for a couple minutes when Michael moved and he was looking down at me and I looked up at him. Michael: Do you feel better? Me: (I nodded my head slowly) Michael: (Smiles) Wellâ?¦ (he brushed the hair out of me face) how come you never wear your hair up Me: I donâ??t knowâ?¦(I frowned) I never really have growing up Michael: (Smiles even more) Well you should wear it up, itâ??d look lovely Me: (I giggled) Iâ??ll think about it Michael: alright After he left, I fell on the couch with a huge smile on my face. I knew that the paparazzi was gonna twist things around; like they always do (it gets really old fast btw). About a week and a half later I was getting ready to go out. Just hang out with a couple friends, I picked up my banana clip and put it in my hair. I wondered why I never wore my hair like this more often, I loved it!! My friends knew the risk that theyâ??d have walking around with a now famous person, but they didnâ??t care. We were shopping around downtown just having fun like we usually do, but the paparazzi came at us again. The camera flashes really got to me this time, I had a head ache to start with, but it grew worse with in each flash! I was shielding my eyes from the cameras and backing away from them, but they got me into a corner. Guy 1: Excuse me! Is it true that you and Ms. Rowe are in a huge fight?! Guy 2: Does she really hate you?! Guy 1: Howâ??d you start hating each other! Girl 1: is it true that you said Debbie was no good for Michael!??! Guy 3: Kelly! Are you and Michael still together What the heck?! I didnâ??t even talk to Debbie once, and now this is going around?! I pushed myself through the mob, leaving my friends at the store, and headed to Michaelâ??s with so many thoughts in my head I could scream! when I got up to Michaelâ??s door I was pounding on it. Michael: (opens the door) hey (he smiled) I c your hairs up I like it Me: Thank you, but thatâ??sâ?¦.not why Iâ??m here Michael: (looks confused) well whats goin on? Me: Debbie Michael: What about her? Me: Sheâ??s started crap with the paparazziâ?¦.and now they wonâ??t leave me alone about itâ?¦. Michael: Come inâ?¦.(the look on his face looked upset and mad) To be continued....
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