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How it Happened: BillieJean&Michael*23
Hey everyone. Hereâ??s part 23. Aariyan. â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦â?¦ Chapter 23 â??Time to Talk it Throughâ? Yâ??know, itâ??s like when youâ??re doing a mindless thing and God doesnâ??t approve of it, youâ??re situation might just get punished. I say that because sleet was falling diagonally from the sky. That made it hard to see Michaelâ??s expression. He knocked again. Louder and more urgent. How could I be so selfish? Instead of instantly unlocking my car doors with a thought, I had to swallow all of my doubts then slowly unlock the doors. I guess he heard me operate the doors because he opened the door quickly, closed it, and locked it himself. There was silence other than music playing on the radio. I believe both of us were looking forward. I couldnâ??t take this much tension and anger in this small space. I swallowed again and got a peek of him from the corner of my right eye. He had both of his hands in his lap and was gripping them. I kept my eye on him until he finally looked my way. Michael kept his gaze on me for the longest. I was still hurt by the way he acted too, so I sat up some but kept my mouth shut. â??Why, Jeanette? Why? You and your friend had the four of us in danger.â? I looked at him like he just kicked dirt on my shoes. I couldnâ??t understand how you could miss someone for bringing out the best in you, but secretly wanting to also kick, holler, and scream because the wounds they caused you hasnâ??t healed completely. â??Well?â? He said like he was my father. â??What do you mean â??wellâ??? For goodness sakes Michael Jacksonâ? I said his name with much disgust. I could tell Michael didnâ??t want me to call him that because I sounded like a fan. Not his girlfriend. And if I wouldâ??ve said his whole name, I wouldâ??ve sounded like his mother. â??You couldâ??ve told me you had a few concerts coming up. And one on my birthday! We havenâ??t known each other for an entire month, and Iâ??m already stressing over you. Then your attitude yesterday. I didnâ??t get to spend no time with you! Just about two weeks. Michael, really, what is up with us?â? Boy was I working up a sweat. I couldnâ??t take this animosity anymore. Michael and I donâ??t even know who the other person really is. He looked thoughtful at my words and unlocked his door. He walked in front of the car and to my door. He couldnâ??t open it because he forgot to unlock ALL of the doors. I had to open it myself. I guess he wasnâ??t such a Fabio like he was at times. He scooped me up by the wrists and pulled me to his chest without a second thought. Michael was conjoined with me by having his arms around my waist. My arms were depending on his neck because I felt like my emotions depended on his next reactions. Michael kissed the top of my head and my cheek. Then he kissed my nose. He gave me this burning stare like he was trying in all his power to resist doing the thing he wanted to do. So I took control because I was tired of this soap opera episode. I yanked his head down and kissed him. I needed something to keep my balance, so I have to admit that my fingernails dug through the back of his neck a little. If Michael hadnâ??t voluntarily stopped us kissing, I know I wouldnâ??tâ??ve if it was up to me. â??Jenny.â? He gasped. I wasnâ??t sure if he was mad or not. He wasnâ??t though because he bit his lip and bent to kiss me again. After a long kiss, both of us let each other go. We were suddenly laughing. I got fidgety because I get badly timid when weâ??re that close to each other. Itâ??s not that I donâ??t enjoy Michaelâ??s company. Itâ??s the thought that someone becomes alert when they hear your name; and they havenâ??t even known you their whole life. They just see something in you that is worth figuring out. Itâ??s scary to know a guy has a smile in their eyes when you see them. Yet, itâ??s awesome to know each other the way no one else knows you because they donâ??t relate to you like that. A lifelong partnerâ?¦.That is too much to even think about right now. My feelings are too mediocre. Itâ??s not enough for the person I know Michael is. Michael started to play with my cheeks by tapping his finger prints on them. â??Wake up, Jeanette.â? I blinked and looked at him. â??Come on, I want to spend time with you.â? He said with a sideways grin. When I try to get in the driversâ?? seat, he said he wanted to drive. When I had a questioning look in my eyes, he gave me this look of longing. â??Okay.â? I mouthed, and he closed the passengersâ?? door after me. Marlon started to shout something as he ran toward us with Zoey on his heels. It sounded like â??Mike, what are you doing? You rode with me.â? Michael lowered the window and said â??I want to spend time with Jeanette. Iâ??ll be at her house. If thereâ??s anything you need to know, ask Zoey. Jeanette tells her everything.â? He said with a wide grin. â??Okay.â? Marlon mumbled. Then he looked at Zoe. â??Guess weâ??ll be in separate cars instead.â? To get to where I lived, we had to keep going on the road we were on and get on another exit. It took us about forty minutes to get to my house. I had the heavy-eye. It said 11:53 on the clock. Michael had to let my weight rest on him as I gave out big yawns. The wind blew a little, and I shivered in his arms. His arms tightened around me as he unlocked the door. I went to set my alarm this time and went to the sink to rub cold water in my eyes to wake me up. Michael got comfortable by taking his leather jacket off and folding it neatly over the couch. I told him to take his shoes off and I put my hair in a ponytail. We watched an episode of a show and thatâ??s when he sat both of us up. He brushed hair from my face and asked a good question. â??I donâ??t have any other clothes except these. Do you have any ideas?â? I remembered the last time he was here, he brought clothes with him and I washed his clothes and pajamas. That was the night of our first date. â??Yep.â? I said as I began to smile. I kissed him real quick and grabbed his hand. We went in my small laundry room, where I had his clothes neatly folded on the dryer. â??Here.â? I said. He was a little confused, and then he remembered and smiled. â??After we finish showering, Iâ??ll tell you why I was acting strange two days ago.â? Is it possible he remembered about our one month of meeting? â??Happy anniversary Jen.â? He whispered, then kissed my ear while hugging me. As usual, he outdid me by showering faster. I find Michael on the couch, lounging with his arm on the arm rest and the other over the back of the couch. He was facing the stairs. I jogged up and pounced on him. â??Happy anniversary to you too, Mike.â? I kissed him. Then I backed up to the other end of the couch. Our toes were bumping into each otherâ??s. â??Our schedule seemed to keep changing for the remainder of the â??Destiny Tourâ??. It got frustrating. I met you around that time. Two weeks ago, the schedule was â??officially confirmedâ?? as they put it. I was going to tell you Jeanette. It was too soon. I was going to take you out to eat and tell you myself. I really didnâ??t know my bros were serious when they said they were going to make an announcement the day I was going to take you to the homeless shelter. I really didnâ??t. Think you can deal with me being gone those six days?â? â??Of course I can. Both of us have to battle each otherâ??s work schedules every day. This is a little more challenging. Thatâ??s just what I get when I date an entertainer. And P.S., itâ??s a â??soup kitchenâ??, not â??shelterâ??. Or what you keep sayingâ? I had a hint of a smile in my voice. â??Yeah.â? He said. Then he apologized for the way he acted. â??Thatâ??s okay. Just donâ??t let it happen again.â? I really meant that. He quietly laughed and squeezed my hands. I woke up with my alarm clock going off at the same time I usually get up for work. Of course he slept down stairs on the couch again. â??Donâ??t worry Jen. Iâ??ll pick you up during your lunch hour.â? â??Okay.â? Michael mustâ??ve been thinking up something spectacular to leave me carless for the day. I only have about an hour to eat. He hugged me like he didnâ??t want to let me go for a few hours, so I knew what he felt was sincere. Really heartfelt and open. I felt the same. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I hope this was something you guys enjoyed reading! Love, A.
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