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Tough Love Part 62
Hey Everyone!! Letâ??s get 2 IT!! Doesnâ??t this part makes you think about â??How it Happened: Billie Jean & Michael?â? Lol. ♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍. Chapter 62 I Guess THE Virgos Think Alike Despite another one of our awkward conversations, Michael unhesitant takes my hand and we go to get the tickets. â??Tickets or wristbands?â? â??Wristbands, please.â? This would be an all day event for us. â??Lighten up!â? He picks me up and swings me with his arm and kisses my cheek. â??Today is OURS.â? And his eyes widen. â??You know what wouldâ??ve been better?â? â??What?â? he asks me. â??If you had taken me at night.â? â??Why?â? â??Because all the lights brighten up! Itâ??s very beautiful then, Michael.â? â??Here, letâ??s get out of their way.â? There were two groups of peopleâ??probably friendsâ??with double strollers coming our way. We got out the way and thatâ??s when he put the band on my arm. â??Hey, with what hand?â? â??Whadaya mean?â? â??You write with.â? â??I thought you knew,â? I pout. â??Just tell me,â? he says after sighing. â??Left.â? â??Thought so.â? I look at him but he doesnâ??t look at me, so I look at my arm as he put the wristband over my slender wrist. I look up again and this time I catch his eye. We both smile at each other as the wind blows our hair. â??Thank God itâ??s Friday.â? He says as he wraps his arm around my shoulder. â??Where to first?â? The lines arenâ??t unbearable, and as I try new rides, I must say Iâ??m glad a few of them are considered â??outrageousâ? because that made me feel more adventurous. â??You know the last time I was to one of these, I threw up my breakfast.â? â??Hmm,â? he said as he shakes his head. We sharing a funnel cake, which Iâ??m glad to say I purchased when I ask finally ask Michael my question: â??What made you want to take me here?â? â??Carnivals make me happy. And I was hoping it would make you happy as well.â? Surprisingly, Iâ??m kind of lying on the bench and his shoulder as heâ??s sitting a little slumped to support me. â??Do they make you?â? I look over at him, â??Yeah. Especially when I was little.â? I extended my arm to the ground so he would know. He laughs. â??Come on, thereâ??s more rides I want you to try!â? Letâ??s just put this out on the table: Michael Jackson is not the one to play with when it comes to carnival rides and little kids. I mean he had shades just in case, but a lot of the people were chilled with him having them OFF, so I wonder if some of his popularity has chilled, but how can it with his TALENT? Have YOU seen the variety show?! â??You know; if you want some more of your attention back, go back to the variety shows.â? â??No, I hated the show.â? â??WHY?! You DANCED!â? â??Itâ??s because Joseph forced me.â? When I was going to stop him and question him, he grabbed my arm and we got on another ride. Later we watch this group of circus people around four in a tent, and right after it thereâ??s this sign by a kissing booth saying they need a volunteer. I walk over there to see if theyâ??re serious. â??We surely are. Think you could do it for me?â? The skinny, tall lady says. â??ME?â? â??You can kiss them on the cheek. Itâ??s for funding for the carnival. We test them on their judgment about inner-beauty by blind folding them. They hear your voice and you get to see them.â? â??But what about their eyes? I canâ??t see those. â??Hey, the rules sort of apply to you too. Just kiss the men on the cheeks for support, nothing there. By your surprised expression, I wouldnâ??t force you to kiss their lips.â? â??Well okay then, fine.â? I was going to tell Michael but he wasnâ??t where he was standing before, so I walked on without him and got in the booth, which was small but I knew I could make room. The first guy I kissed on the cheek was funny. After I did, he took off the red blindfold, which is a part of the deal. We smiled and he kissed MY cheek. Iâ??ll miss seeing Robbie, which is his name, and his orange hair. Maybe in another lifetimeâ?¦. But some of the people wereâ?¦different to me, like this big biker man. But he was as soft as a stuffed bear, so after that, I was able to breath and be more at ease. Though none of these tips were for me I was having fun at it. Then I decided to move outside my booth because my feet are sick of the pressure. Iâ??m quite comfortable until I see Michael around the general area. The lady put the blindfold over his eyes and he walks uncomfortably towards me with his hands in his pockets. He hands the dollar to me and I put it in the jar. I uncomfortably get up from the red stool I was sitting in and sit him there. Now Iâ??m staring at him. Should I just give Michael a nonsexual dab on the cheek like Iâ??ve done with everyone else, or should I give him more? Because he looks so innocent right now? Because I can admit that when I look at him, my own chest gets butterflies like when I hear â??All I Do Is Think of Youâ?? Or like my raging, continuous crush I had on him in 1975, 1976, and 1977? Are those feelings still there? Then â??All I Do Is Think of Youâ? comes on on a radio behind us. What should I do? I let out another difficult breath, then I lean in front of his blindfolded face What could this mean for us? Letâ??s be honest, will he ever know it was ME? My hands, which are starting to sweat, barely touch the sides of his face, but finally does, grasp it. Iâ??m still leaning in when he sighs. â??I canâ??t do this. Thereâ??s only ONE girl I want to kiss, and she isnâ??t you.â? Michael looks pitiful. But as Iâ??m standing there, dumbfounded, Iâ??m thinking, Youâ??ll never know if you donâ??t try. And itâ??s probably best that Michaelâ??s blindfolded, so try it nowâ?¦FOOL! So, ignoring his wishes, I lean in some more while heâ??s still seating there. When I feel his lips, our kiss is hard and my balance is a little unbalanced. I finally get a little more action going when my lips lightly bite on his bottom. But when I snap out my daydream, I realize itâ??s just that, a daydream. So without thinking about it, I decided to kiss him anywhere, and I got his forehead before walking away. â??Where are you going?â? the lady ask me. â??Iâ??m quitting,â? I say as I keep walking away. I go somewhere far away, which was by the Ferris wheelâ??and why â??Ferris wheelâ? is spelled like that, I have no ideaâ??and carousel. I lightly brush away random tears when I see Michael sit by me. â??Hey, Iâ??ve been looking for you. Where have you been?â? â??Playing with random kids,â? I smile. â??Guess we need to wrap this up. Anymore rides you want to go on before we leave?â? â??Who says I want to leave?â? I raised an eyebrow, then smile. â??Perfectly fine with me. But where else?â? â??What about the scary house?â? So we go on that, House of mirrors, the carousel, and when we got on the Music Express, The Jacksons â??Good Timesâ? came on. â??Must feel good to have your own music playing sometimes.â? And annoying sometimes, too.â? Though his arm was around my shoulder, I still wasnâ??t a hundred percent satisfied. I actually wanted to kiss him! Very badly! Get behind the mystery behind Michael Jackson and why he is so intuitive. I want to be able to hold his hand. Maybe explore some love. Learn how to give with Michael. Learn how to live. Learn how to love. Just the good times with Michaelâ??and yes, Iâ??m quoting the end of the song, but itâ??s true! Not like he has anyone else. But meâ?¦well I can always forgetâ?¦can I? But maybe he was thinking the same because once we got on the Ferris wheel, he sat on my side, pretty closely, so I knew that was suggesting something. He held my left hand since I was to his left, and I laid my head on his shoulder. As the wind blew in this late Novemberâ??s weather, he took more of an initiative when he lightly played in my hair. â??I Wanna be Where You Areâ? came on, thatâ??s what I KNEW I was going through. It started raining lightly as we headed for the car. It was silent, yep it sure was, but I knew we were consumed by our thoughts of each other. â??Sure you donâ??t want to stop by McDonaldâ??s?â? â??I think Iâ??m fine.â? I say as I lean against my hand. He leans over and brushes my hair back. I smile again. â??Can we play a game?â? â??Sure.â? My smile is still there. â??Does your friend treat you this way?â? â??Which one?â? I canâ??t help but laugh. â??The white one.â? He shrugs. â??He actually doesâ?¦or did. You know he loves me?â? Michael quickly glances my way then back at the road. â??Nope, I didnâ??t know that. Did you return his feelings?â? â??I was too scared to.â? â??But do you think you do?â? â??I donâ??t know.â? I say as I shrug. â??Would you be mad if I do? Or did?â? He just shrugs helplessly. â??Now my turn, since weâ??re playing 21 Questions, but weâ??re just alternating, with you and Tatum,â? he lets in a quick breath then sighs, â??How did you really feel about her?â? â??Like she was mine.â? He blurted out. â??I never had those feelings beforeâ?¦especially put into action. The doggone girl was just mine.â? â??Oh,â? I say after a while. My throat gets a little dry. â??But now that I donâ??t have herâ?¦itâ??s just me and youâ?¦I know I blow your mind.â? he smiles; I roll my eyes, and push him in the arm purposefully. Later, we talk about Thanksgiving yesterday. â??Yâ??know, Mother really didnâ??t want to do the whole Thanksgiving gathering, even though she said you were a sweet girl, she still didnâ??t want to. She hasnâ??t changed her ways in fifteen years, and she didnâ??t plan on it now, but I really got her to.â? â??How?â? â??I told her it was really important to me.â? â??But didnâ??t it so more damage for you? Doesnâ??t it look bad for you?â? â??I told her I wanted to impress you.â? â??Do you think I come off that way?â? â??To her, yeah. She may really adore you, Lyric.â? â??Yeah, wish I could say the same about my father.â? I laugh, but we know itâ??s true. â??Yeah, he says sadly with me.â? â??Maybe one day it will be. Maybe when you become my wife.â? He smiles while he has a hold of my hand. Itâ??s so crazy because itâ??s like heâ??s quoting himself from that time when we went to his bossâ??s house. I wanted to know if heâ??s just kidding. â??Are you just joking Michael?â? â??Over my dead body.â? Then he kisses the back of my hand and continues holding it. The rain gets harder and we can barely manage it any longer. We passed a car that had pulled over to the side of the road. Looks like weâ??d have to do the same. So we did. â??Did you enjoy yourself?â? â??Yeah, I did.â? I smiled and leaned over to grasp him. â??Thank you.â? I smile. â??And guess what?â? â??What?â? I say, then I add on, â??And it better not be,â? I say in a dull, sarcastic tone, â??chicken butt.â? â??Itâ??s not,â? he laughs. â??But I got the tickets for the trip to New York in two weeks.â? â??Oh, goody!â? I beam and hug him again. â??Hereâ??s the dull part, though.â? My face falls. â??What?â? â??Janet has to tag along. But sheâ??s like the chaperone and that was the only way I could go with you under Motherâ??s rules.â? â??What about my dad?â? â??Having Janet along sounds like a plan to him.â? He beams as well. I giggle and hug him again. If I could, I wouldâ??ve kissed him on the lips. â??Canâ??t wait,â? I bite my lip. â??Me either, Alaric Jackson.â? I kiss his forehead then. ♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍.♍. Did you notice that I used the Virgo symbol for the borders this time? Vote up :)!! *Luv, Aariyan
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