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Twists Of Love ----- Part 4
Thankyou to Lexa, Vicky and Alex for liking my story! I felt my eyelids drooping closed. I yawned and rested my head on a couch pillow. It all looked pretty expensive, but I didn't really notice, I was too tired. Man's voice 1: Is she okay? Man's voice 2: Yeah man, just sleeping. She was in here fo' a while. Man's voice 1: Cool, hey, I think she's coming to. My eye lashes fluttered and I slowly opened them. I couldn't believe what I saw. Michael Jackson was leaning over me, with a genuine smile spread across his face. He was wearing a silky silver top with black buckle pants. His hair was playfully messy and there were some single beads of sweat on his neck and hairline. My eyes flew open and I sat up fast. Too fast. OUCH!! My forehead smacked against Michael's. I sat back down and placed my hand on my head. He flinched slightly, rubbed his forehead and sat back on the other couch. Michael: Hahaha are you alright? Me: Me?, are you alright? Michael: I'm fine. So... Me: ...... The other man's voice was the security guard that escorted me into the room. He grinned and waved goodbye. After he had closed the door, I blushed and my heart started racing. Michael: Did you enjoy the show? Me: Ummm....eerr....uhhh... I blushed bright red and smiled, quite embarassed. I've never been one lost for words, but I was too afraid that i'd say the wrong thing. Michael: *Giggles* I guess you didn't see much of it, huh? Me: Umm...No....Uhh Michael stands up and reaches for something on a bench. He turns around and hands me a handful of paper-like stuff. Michael: Here are some tickets. I'm doing a second show in Houston tomorrow. Bring some friends, it's my fault you missed tonight's show. Sorry 'bout that. He bit his bottom lip and fluttered his eyes. My eyes opened wide. There were four tickets and back stage passes. I gained enough courage to speak a full sentence. Me: Wow, Mr. Jackson. That is overly generous. Are you sure? Michael: Call me Michael. And yes, i'm sure. I have a whole drawer full of these. Me: Well thankyou. We spoke about stuff, mostly the concerts he was doing. But half the time, he seemed to try and get info from me. It was flattering and I was non stop blushing. But then I came to reality. Me: Crap, I need to find my friends. How long have I been out? Michael: The concert finished about an hour ago. Need a ride? Me: Do you have a limo driver? Michael: I do, but I prefer to be in the driver's seat. He flashed a dazzling smile and grabbed some keys. Michael: Wait, mind if I get changed? Me: Go ahead. He turned around and took off his silky shirt, revealing his back muscles. I gasped silently and stood up. This was gonna be a long ride. Please vote and tell me what you think. Holly:)
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