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The Love Of My Life - part 3
We said our goodbyes and I climbed into my car. When I was sure nobody was there anymore, I started screaming of excitement. Me: OMG!!!! OMG!!!! IM FREAKING OUTT!!!! I continued screaming like an idiot and finally decided it was time to go. I stopped by at my moms house first though. Me: You are the best mother ever! Mom: I know! So what happened? Me: We talked. Yeah it was fun. I didn't tell her about the whole boobs thing. That wasn't something I was about to tell my mom. I went home and flung myself on my bed. The next day I woke up extra early because I couldn't wait for rehearsals. I ended up wearing my long brunette hair down. I wore a long-sleeved t-shirt and jeans. When I arrived, it looked the same as yesterday. Andy was waiting out front again. Andy: Hey. Me: Hi. Andy: Okay. Buisness again. Me: *sigh* I'm not going to freak out again Andy. Andy: Well, Michael has a girlfriend. Tatum O'Neal. Me: Really? Andy: Yes. She's here. I don't want you doing anything stupid because Tatum's here. Understand? Me: I understand. Andy: Good. *opens door* Ladies first. We walked in and I immediatly noticed Michael and Tatum O'Neal holding hands. Me: Hi everybody. MJ: Oh hey. Gabriella? Right? Me: Yes. You must be Tatum O'Neal. Nice to meet you. Tatum: Yes. Nice to meet you. MJ: *looking awkward* Well. I better get my hair done. Me: Okay. I better start getting my battlestation ready.(lol the make-up area) We all go our separate ways and after a while, Tatum leaves. That's when it was my time to do mke-up. MJ: Hi. What? No low tank-top? Me: *super blushing* You'll never let that go, will you? MJ: Not if I live a thousand years. Me: So what exactly are you doing in the recording room? MJ: Didn't you see yesterday? Me: Andy said it was none of my buisness. MJ: Oh. Andy lies. Come in today. Me: That would be nice. What is the song called? MJ: Rock with you. Me: Ooh. Can' wait. I watch him as he sings and dances. It was probably nothing but I swear I saw him wink at me. They should stick an INSANE stamp on my forehead. I watched and after, we packed up. Me: Bye Mikez. See you on Monday. MJ: Bye Gabz. See you then. *we also randomly made nicknames for eachother* I walked out as the last one to leave. No-one was in the parking lot. As I unlocked my car, I felt a presence behind me. I spun around. There was a tall man with a mask over his face. He was dressed in black and looked dangerous. I was about to ask him what did he want when he held up a knife. I started screaming. He was about to cut me when I heard tires squeek. He looked back and I kneed him in the groin. Then I saw Michael. Mike bashed the guy until he had passed out. He wrapped his arms around me. I didn't realise I was crying. MJ: Ssh. It's gonna be okay. Me: Michael. MJ: Yes? Me: I.... I fainted and I felt myself being carried. We were in his car. MJ: Gabriella? Me: I love you. I love you. MJ: What? Me: *still unconcious* I love you. MJ: Okay. He carried me into my house and he sat on my couch with my head resting on his lap. I was out for about an hour. MJ: Are you awake? Me: Yes. TO BE CONTINUED....i really hoped u all liked it =D i honestly dont care how many votes i get =) LURVE GABRIELLAxoxo
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