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Better Together: Part 1
Hi guys this is Sarah and this is my new story. Im sorry if its a let down but i really had no other ideas and well when i get into it, it should start getting better. Thanks for liking my last one and i hope you enjoy this one too. Dedicated to Michael and Daz. -Sarah It is 1983 and my name is Sarah Kelly and i am a professional soccer player. I am originally from Ireland but from the age of 16 i have been living in England because i play for Manchester United Football Club. I am now 19 years old and i am already the highest paid women soccer player. Although womenâ??s soccer wasnâ??t very popular i was probably the most well known and i had a lot of offers to do commercials for all different kinds of products. None of them caught my eye except for one. I opened a letter that i received from my agent and it said that Pepsi would like me to do a commercial with them that also had Michael Jackson in it. It said he already agreed to do it and that they were waiting on my response. How could i turn down an opportunity to co-star with my idol. I was a massive Michael Jackson fan and would always go to his concerts during the summer when we got our break. I picked up the phone and called my agent to confirm that i was doing it. He was so happy because this meant big money from him too. He told me that we would be shooting next month when they international games were on because i donâ??t have to play because i havnt yet decided if i wanted to play for my home country Ireland or my motherâ??s place of birth, America. I had one game left before i got my flight to LA and i heard Michael Jackson had come to Manchester to watch me play before we met on set. I was so nervous i didnâ??t know if it was true or not until i was in the dressing room getting my gear on when my coach came in and asked me to come out when i was ready because someone wanted to wish me good luck before the match. It didnâ??t register to me who it could be because i was thinking about the game ahead of me. I put on my jersey, shorts and all the rest and walked out to the tunnel were there stood thee Michael Jackson. My heart started to race even more now but i had to smile because he was wearing a Man Utd jersey. He looked so cute. Michael: (holding out his hand) hi Sarah, its finally nice to meet you... Me: (shaking his hand) you too...i am a big fan of yours (smiling) Michael: thank you...and well i am of you too (turning and showing me the back of his jersey were my second name and my number, number 10 were) Me: (laughing) thank you for coming Mr. Jackson, but i must say im going to be nervous now... Michael: please call me Michael, were friends now...(smiling) Me: (hearing the referee calling the teams out) ok thats me (smiling) i hope you enjoy the game... Michael: (hugging me) good luck...ill be cheering for you (smiling) I smiled and walked away from Michael down the tunnel and out onto the pitch with my team. During the match i scored the winning goal it finished 3.2 to us. I went back into the dressing room and got a shower and changed into our team tracksuit. Michael was in the VIP room and had asked for me to have diner with him after my game. I walked down into the room and everyone clapped when i came in. A lot of people i didnâ??t even know were shaking my hand congratulating me on our win. Then i spotted Michael, he was still wearing the jersey. He was smiling at me from across the room and my heart started to race again. I didnâ??t know if it was from nerves or that he was so cute. I finally made my way over to him after talking to all these people i didnâ??t know. Michael: you played very well today (smiling) Me: thank you (smiling) i seen you cheering (laughing) Michael: (laughing) i got a bit too into the game... Me: you can never get too into a game (smiling) so are you getting a flight tonight? Michael: no i thought i would stay for a while and was actually gonna ask you to come with me on my plane because well your finished now and we could spend some time together before we start acting together (smiling) Me: well i have my hotel room booked for the 18th so i cant really go until then... Michael: you can stay with me....i mean umm i have spare rooms... Me: emm sure...thanks (smiling) Michael: its my pleasure...you need a vacation after playing like that (smiling) Me: yeah i am feeling drained already and the season isnâ??t even over yet... Michael: well just relax in LA and you should be back to your old self... Me: its hard to relax when your going over to work (laughing) Michael and i were in deep conversation for about an hour after that and we didnâ??t realise that it was so late. He had dinner reservations for an hour ago so because we missed them he invited me back to his hotel room to get room service because i was only in a tracksuit so i didnâ??t want to go to a restaurant. We arrived at his hotel and we were swarmed by paparazzi. It was nuts. Im used to some people taking my picture but nothing compared to Michael. We get into his suit and i plonk onto the couch. I was so tired from the game that my legs just gave way. Michael laughed and took off his jacket. Michael: make yourself comfy (sarcastic) Me: im sorry i just cant stand up anymore my legs feel like jelly (laughing) Michael: im only joking (laughing) i know how you feel...im like that after a concert... Me: im sure you have it worse...i only have to run around for 90 minutes....you have to dance all night... Michael: (sitting beside me) yeah well you have it pretty tough too...i dont have people kicking me and tackling me (laughing) Me: well thats true....so how long are you playing on staying? Michael: well its up to you now...when your ready to leave ill leave... Me: are you sure? Im not causing any trouble to you am i? Michael: no of course not...(picking up the phone) you want food? Me: actually Michael (looking at my watch) i better get going its late... Michael: well i have an extra room if you want to stay...we can get some food, watch a movie or something and get to know each other? Me: well its just i dont want to be any hassle...my apartment is only around the corner... Michael: its no hassle...i get lonely on my own in different countries... Me: i have nothing to sleep in... Michael: you can wear this (pulling the jersey he has on) Me: emm ok then (smiling) When i said ok Michael had a huge smile on his face. I knew he was lonely and just wanted a friend and well how could i turn his cute face down. After a few minutes Michael called room service and got into the shower. he gave me the jersey to put on and i did but i have no bottoms to wear. I put on a robe and knocked on Michaelâ??s door. Michael: come in... I walked in and Michael had a towel around his waist and was dripping wet. My eyes grew wide and i think he noticed because he smiled. Me: ohh umm i was just asking if you had any pyjama bottoms to spare? Michael: (looking through his suitcase) emm no but you could wear my boxers...dont worry there clean (laughing) Me: (laughing) are you sure? Michael: (throwing them in my face) yeah smell them (laughing) Me: ew Michael your sick (laughing) but thanks...do you want to wear my underwear tomorrow (laughing) Michael: (laughing) your funny...im glad i met you...you know how to have fun like me (smiling) After messing around for a while Michael put on a white t-shirt and baby blue pyjama pants and i put on his boxers. They were like shorts on me. I walked into the living room where he was and he laughed looking at me wearing his underwear. I just smiled and sat on the other side of the couch and got comfy. Michael looked at me. Michael: do i smell? Me: huh? Michael: your sitting as far away from me as you possibly can (laughing) Me: oh...(laughing) well actually yeah you do (smirking) Michael: (throwing a pillow at me) hey i just took a shower...(laughing) Me: well it clearly didnâ??t work (smirking and throwing the pillow back) Michael: maybe your smelling yourself (laughing) After goofing around for a while Michael finally put in the movie and it was a scary one. I wasnâ??t too scared but every now and again i would jump. Michael would just laugh at me. I was moving closer to Michael every time i jumped and i didnâ??t realise it. In no time i was sat with my knees up to my face because the movie got really scary and i was literally right beside Michael. He had his arm on the back of the couch behind me and before long i had buried my head into the side of his chest just under his arm. When i done that i could feel his heart starting to race as if he was nervous. Me: are you ok? (looking up at him) Michael: (smiling) yeah why? Me: i can feel your heart going crazy... Michael: (blushing) well umm its ehh just the movie...its scary... I put my head back down and his heart was still beating so fast. I knew he wasnâ??t scared of the movie because he was smiling and laughing as if it was a comedy so then what had his heart going so fast? To be continued...
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