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Flirting With Danger *2*
Thank you all again for those kind words and Iâ??m very sorry for the wait but itâ??s here!! XDD! Enjoy folks! ***************************************************************** ***************** The night breeze swept over me as goose bumps formed over my exposed skin only adding to the existing chill taking over my body. I didnâ??t have my phone and I didnâ??t want to think Michael had it either. Michael. His name alone evoked a feeling of dread within me and Iâ??d known him for very little time. Actually, I didnâ??t know him at all and he didnâ??t know me. I wrapped my arms around myself and decided to keep walking. The only thing that served as my comfort was that I was far away from that party. Wherever, my cellphone was, it wasnâ??t worth facing someone like Michael again. I arrived at Kelly and Iâ??s shared dorm and clicked the light on before throwing myself onto my bed. I listened to my heart beating wildly against my chest, faster than I think it ever had. A million things ran through my mind, â??Who was that Michael?â?? â??Good thing Iâ??m never seeing him again!â?? â??Iâ??m never going anywhere with Kelly or trusting her to look out for me,â?? â??Kelly knows everybody so she knows Michael, too.â?? â??Seriously, where is my phone?â?? I shifted in my bed so I was staring at the ceiling and closed my eyes wanting to drown out everything about that that party. It was working for a while, before the door swung open and I heard Kelly giggling as she got in. The door banged against the edge of her desk and I rose up from my position when she slurred, â??Somebody is here to see you, Hazieeeee!â? My eyes widened when I took notice of a tall guy in dark clothing leaning against the door smirking at me. Kelly ran a hand cheekily across his chest and he only smiled down at her before she turned to me. â??Ya know him?â? she asked stumbling over to her side. She made me nervous when she was drunk because I never knew what sheâ??d do, but having a guy whoâ??d pin me against a wall who wasnâ??t my boyfriend was worse than that. â??I,â? I began ignoring the way he kept staring at me. â??Yes, I know him.â? Kelly couldnâ??t have heard that because she was crouched over on the floor humming to her drunken self. Michael sauntered over to my bed and I etched my body further against the wall not looking at him. â??Relax, I wonâ??t hurt you.â? He said with a laugh. He officially scared me. I looked at him and his face was inches away from mine, my body tensing at the closeness. â??Why are you here?â? I asked shakily not wanting to look into his eyes. He dug a large hand into the pocket of his leather jacket and out of it, was my phone. â??Looking for this, sweetheart?â? he asked. I nodded, â??Everywhere.â? Kelly was oddly quiet at her side and I looked over to see her passed out on the floor. Most people would have freaked out over this not knowing this was Kelly after drinking too much. She always passed out on the floor. It bothered me a little but was the least of my worries at that precise moment. â??Thanks to this baby, I know your last name, your parentsâ?? name, your number â?? you name it. You made it rather easy to snatch from your pocket.â? He tossed my phone mid-air and caught it and shot me a sinister smile. I swallowed hard at his words trying to take it all in. â??Do you want this back, Hazel?â? the way he spoke my name made me more nervous of him. I nodded holding my hand out for it and he looked at my stretched out hand and then at me. â??Youâ??ll have to do a little more than that, sweetie,â? he mocked. â??What more do you want? I donâ??t have anything to offer.â? I said meekly wishing Kelly was awake. I feared for the worst. â??Iâ??m taking you out tomorrow.â? He said it as a command more than a request, which is the norm. â??No,â? I shook my head. â??I never want to see you again.â? Michael chuckled and looked over at me, in love with the fact that I was terrified of him. â??I guess Iâ??ll just keep this phone, then.â? â??Sâ??okay, have it.â? I said regretting I had said something like that to someone as unpredictable as Michael. He looked annoyed at my comment but quickly switched back to his mocking face. â??I donâ??t want to have the phone babe; I think you have what I want.â? He said looking over my body, his eyes grazing over me. I pursed my lips in an attempt to not start crying in front of him. â??Youâ??re scary,â? I mumbled finally not facing him. He cupped one side of my face and I was looking straight into his angry eyes. â??Iâ??m taking you out whether you like it or not. You canâ??t say no.â? he said his eyes never leaving mine and I could only nod fervently, my heart racing at an uncontrollable speed. A smirk played on his lips as he removed his hand from my face. â??Iâ??ll pick you up at 7, be ready for me,â? he said tossing my phone in my direction. â??Donâ??t try pull anything, Iâ??ll find you Hazel.â? He said getting up and about to leave. I was shaken, scared and confused but there was something I needed to know from him. With the very little courage in me at that moment I asked him as he was at the door, â??Who are you?â? He gave a small laugh to himself before answering, â??Iâ??m whoever you want me to be.â? His mind games annoying and I seriously wanted to know who he was and what he wanted from me. Yes, he is Michael but Michael who? â??I want you to tell me who you are.â? I said my voice breaking all the while. He relented and gave me one last look. â??Jackson. Iâ??m Michael Jackson.â? He left and I was more perplexed than I was before by Michael. He wasnâ??t just that Michael guy, he had a full name. There was a story to him and he had a history. But why was he so fascinated with me? I heard him his footsteps drift farther from my little room and silently wondered what had I gotten myself into. *************************************************************** Hmmm next part should be something, hey? Anyhoo, if you wanna address me personally Iâ??m Evie and thatâ??s very nice of you if you do want to address me personally, by the way. Iâ??m thankful you read and hope to tune in for more of this because it gets a lilâ?? interesting for hazelâ?¦ ;)
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