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This is so wrong...1
Well, the story bug bit me again, so here it is!! Mom: (Screaming at me from downstairs) WAKE UP RIGHT NOW!!! Me: (Moaning) I don't wanna.... Mom: Get up now or I will not take you to see Michael!! Me: (Jumping out of my bed) Im up! I quickly ran over to my closet and grabbed a t-shirt and jeans. I put them on as fast as I could. I ran into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. My hair looked great. I ran downstairs and smiled at my mom. Me: Hi! Mom: Ugh, look at your hair. Me: Yup! Isn't it the bestest! Mom: God, when I was your age girls didn't look like hobos. Me: (Annoyed) If you were ever my age, you'd be too much of a stuck up brat... I mean.... Uhhhhh.... Mom: Just get your ass in the car. We walked out the front door locked it. I got in our old truck and put the keys in the ignition. Mom hopped into the passengers side. I put on my seatbelt, and turned the keys. The car roared to life. I drove for 5 hours, all the way to Neverland. I drove up to the gates, and got out. I was walking to my moms side when a voice said Voice: Who are you? Me: Uhhh... Mandy Summers? Voice: Ya mom is Johanna? Me: (Getting creeped out) Yupp... Voice: I'll open the gate. I got back in the car, and turned the car on. A guy with a suit came out and opened the gate. I pulled in and stopped next to the guy. Me: Where do I park? Man: Well, I take your car, and you walk to blue house. (Points to house) Me: But... Ummm... Ok? (Turns to mom) Wake up! (Pokes her) Mom: (Dazed) Huh? What? Me: Get out of the car. Mom: Ok. Man: Thank you. He takes our car and drives away. We walk up the dirt road and after a good 10 minute hike, we make it to the house. I knock on the door. Voice: Who is it? Me: Mandy Summers... And Johanna... The door flys open and Michael grabs my arm and pulls me in. He holds my hand to his chest. Michael: (Softly) God I've missed you. Me: Ive missed you too... Michael: (To a maid) Get Johanna to her room. Tell her Mandy's with me. Maid: Yes sir. Michael: Come with me. Michael runs up the stairs, pulling me with him, he runs down two hallways and finally runs into a room filled with books. He shuts the door behind us. Michael: (Getting close to me) I miss you. Me: (Getting on my tip toes to kiss him) I miss you more. I kissed him gently, and wraped my arms around his neck. He crushes my body on his, and holds me tightly. Our lips fit perfectly together like puzzle peices. Michael pulls away, and kisses my forehead. Michael: (Breathing kinda hard) You've grown. Me: Well... Yeah. Michael: Sometimes I forget your only 17. Me: I forget that your 31... Michael: Dont remind me... Michael sat down on a silk couch. I sat next to him, and wraped my arms around his middle. Michael put his arm around my shoulder. Me: Whats wrong? Michael: This is so wrong. Me: Us? Michael: Yeah... I mean, I'm like, 13 years older. Me: And? Michael: If the press finds out... My career is over. Me: Your career will not be over. Michael: (Almost sad) Your not even 18 yet. Me: Your... Not forty. Michael: (Laughs) Yeah... (Kisses the top of my head) Your funny. Me: No I'm not. You are. Michael: Now that's funny. My being funny. Me: Its true! Remember when that rolling stones journalist was at your condo and you found out what they had written bout you? It was funny when you got all pissed off. Michael: Well... I do have my moments. Me: So, when's your next tour? Michael: I have 5 months off, so I'll be spending time with ya everyday. Me: Yay! Michael: (Smiles) Yeah. (Sighs) I wish we could just tell your mom. Me: Me too... But if we do, you know she'll get pissed. And I'll never see you again. Michael: How long will you mother be here? Me: I don't know, this is random but, where will I sleep? Michael: (Blushes and turns away) Me: Whats up? Michael: You'll see. Me: Michael... Michael: No. I knew how to get what I wanted. I kissed him, he kissed back. As the kiss got hotter, I positioned myself so I was on top of him. Michael smiled, and bit his lower lip. I was seriously turned on, I kissed him and slid my tongue in. He sighed and pulled away. Michael: (Panting) Why the hell do you to that? Me: (Dosent answer) Michael: Damn it! See what you do to me? Now I-I... God... Me: What? Michael: I need you. No, want you. Bad.... Me: I want you too... Michael: (Leaning in) Oh god.... (Kisses me) The kiss turned into a full on lip-lock. I couldn't stop, I wouldn't stop. Michael got on top of me. I put my hands on his neck; he put his hands arms around my hips. The lip-lock turned into touching. I shivered as he touched me. Suddenly, he stopped. He got off of me, and stood up. Michael: (Husky) Mandy.... Not now.... Please, don't.... Not now... Me: (Panting) Fine..... Thanks for reading! Carly:)
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