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The Way He Loves Me(PART1) by Candice

"How did you find the dance?Was the stage lighting okay? Do I need to alter some details?"

He asked me all these questions as we walked to the parking lot of the dome. We were surrounded by his bodyguards, completely shielding us from the ever so aggressive paparazzi. I look at him and smile "Yes Michael. Everything is fine. Don't worry, you'll make it." He gave a deep sigh as we entered his car ready to end another day of rehearsal. He took my hand and smiled. "I'm happy you're with me in this. This whole thing is crazy! I wouldn't know how to go on with it without you." These words touched me, but these words weren't really new. These were the usual words the King of Pop told me every time he felt uneasy about what he was doing. But who was I? I was the girl carrying his coffee and accompanying him in his errands. I was his assistant.

The car stopped right by the door of his beautiful home as I was about to wrap up his schedule for the next day."mmm-hmm. Yeah why don't we scrap out that meeting with the promoters first?" He asked as we went out of the car. "Mike, you know we can't do that. We've been delaying this meeting for three days already! What am i gonna tell them this time?" i asked. He walked towards the door and turned his back gracefully "do something about it" he said. I nodded my head and turned around going back into the car thinking of any reason I could give to the promoters who waited impatiently to have a talk with Michael.

His driver brought me home and asked me "is anything bothering you?" I was getting nervous now. I've always wanted to force him into that meeting but I just couldn't. I've known him for years and clearly it his hard if he knows what he wants and he's sure that he wants it his way all the time. I gave his driver a quick smile and I stormed out of the car hoping to be able to convince the promoters how busy Michael was.

The next day..

"So what did you tell them?" he asked. He was prepping up for another day of rehearsals at the dome. "Just leave it to me. The important thing is, they're convinced. Case closed." He laughed his angelic laugh and told me "I told you, you could do it. I got you as my assistant because I know you can handle all these kinds of things." I smiled at him and I was quite pleased to hear those words. He placed his arm on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. "it's time to go. We got a long day ahead of us." I sighed and we walked alongside each other on the way to his car.
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The rehearsals went well and as each day passed, it got better. Michael knew what his fans wanted and he had a lot more to give.He was healthy and energetic and he always made sure everything was perfect.Two nights before opening night, he held a dinner at his home consisting of all the stage crew, production management, and the promoters. At last, he was already able to talk to the concert promoters and they were already able to fix everything.

"I want to thank you all for being here tonight. It's a pleasure and this toast is for all of us. May we all have a good one."

That night as the party wrapped up, I was already preparing to go home. Everyone was almost out and Michael was already nowhere to be seen. I walked out of his grand home and into the car that took me back home everyday.As the car was about to make a turn to leave the gates, my Blackberry buzzed and I was surprised by the message Michael sent. It read:

Come back inside. I have some more things to discuss with you.

It was very unusual for him to call me back. Once I went out of the house,he never called me back in. He never had additional details and notes about the next day. Once the day was done, the day was done. But here he was telling me to comeback.

I was wondering endlessly what he wanted to discuss with me as I went out of the car and back into his home. His butler approached me and said "Mr. Jackson awaits you at the library." I was getting weirdened out as I took each step to the library, slowly getting there and wondering why.

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