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Keep Me Close {4}
Thx to everyone who read and voted for my last part for this story. Here's part 4! Enjoy. Dedicated to everyone on MJSite and Michael Jackson! ________________________________________________________________ 20 minutes later... My door bell rings. I open the door to see an impatient Michael. Me: Hey Mich... He walks in before I can finish. MJ: Room? Me: Last door on the right. He wals out of the room without another word. I follow him and find him next to my closet. MJ: Is this all going? He refers to my clothes. Me: *Nods* I'm guessing your just going to just shove it into the suitcase? MJ: Good Guesser. He takes most of my clothes and shoves puts it into the suitcase. Me: Michael? MJ: Yeah? Me: I'm sor... He stops me. MJ: It's fine, Miranda. Me: Jeez, someone has an attitude. MJ: Yes, I have an attitude! You were supposed to be packed and we're supposed to be waiting at the airport for the plane! *yells* I stare at him shocked that he just yelled at me. MJ: *sighs* I'm sorry, Miranda. I'm just very frustrated right now. Me: It's fine, I guess. MJ: No it's not, come here. *pulls me into a hug* Me: *crying* MJ: Ssh, please don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry. Me: No, it's not you. MJ: Oh. *thinks* Is it your time of the month? Me: *shocked* No! MJ: *laughs* Are you sure? Me: Yes! MJ: Are you positive? Me: Yes, I'm positive. MJ: Are you... Me: Michael! I know it's not my time of the month! *getting angry* MJ: Ooh, you're angry. You will smile in a minute though. Me: *trys not to smile* MJ: Come on. Smile! Me: *forces myself not to smile* MJ: I guess you leave me no choice then. Me: What are you... MJ: *tickles me* Me: *laughing* Michael stop! Please stop! MJ: Will you smile? Me: No! MJ: Fine then. *tickles harder* Me: Michael! I swing my leg forward and it connects with something and Michael's tickling stops. 'Uh oh. Please don't let me have kicked what I think I just kicked.' I look down and see... ________________________________________________________________ TBC...Personally I think this is a lil boring but it will get better after this one. 10+ votes for the next part.
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