Web
www.mjsite.com
Home
Pictures
All Pictures
Fun Stuff
Fan Photos
Album List
MJ Stories
Fan Pages
Message Board
Other Stuff
Links
Old Links
Jackson Five
Little Michael
King Of Pop
Gary Days
Jackson 5 Era
Adult Michael
Browse Stories
A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
0
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10 newest stories
10 highest rated
Add you own story
Runaway...! (Part 5)
You guys know what I noticed? :P I started this story a VERY VERY long time ago, and the song Runaway came on my playlist :Px then i remembered, i may have written a story with that name. And i checked it, and POOF this came! I was shocked i left it -_- I dont like leaving my things incomplete! :@ Well, I'm back to writing it again :) And lets hope, I'll write it good and smooth, and you guys enjoy it! :)x Vicky. ________________________________________________________________ I stood there shocked. How did this just happen? Dead fish? I never even told ANYONE I kissed Michael yet. I can't believe this. I was starting to tear up. I ran to the bathroom and went in one of the rooms and sat on the toilet and started sobbing. I heard someone coming inside and I immediately stopped crying. ???: Can you believe her? She's so stupid. I recognized that voice very well. It was Tatum. I heard the laughter of two girls. I guess it was the Barbie girls with her. Tatum: He's even more stupid for believing me *laughing* I just love ruining people's lives. And I just LOVE ruining THIS life of Ashanti Cameroon. *laughing* I then heard the closing of the door. I looked at the white door shocked. I can't believe she did this to me. She ruined my life. She ruined my love life. I have to explain this to Michael. This can't be happening. In Algebra class, Michael was sitting behind me. Our teacher gave us a break, and he sat down and opened his laptop. I turned around and looked at Michael. We had an eye contact then he looked at his book. I looked at my right and had an eye contact with Telena. She also ignored me and looked at her book. I totally lost my best friends because of Tatum... And myself! After Algebra class, Michael went his way, and Telena went her way. I ran over to Telena. Me: Telena, wait. She looked at me but kept walking away. I reached to her and stood beside her. Me: Hey *smiling* Telena: ... Me: Umm... I am really really sorry Telena. Please forgive me for my stupidity. I'm really stupid. I totally left you for a very stupid person like Tatum. Forgive me Telena, please. Telena: You hurt me Ashanti, you hurt me bad. Me: I know, and I'm so sorry. Telena: *Looking at me* what are best friends for? *Smiling* She pulled me in for a tight hug. I couldn't hold myself and I started crying on her shoulder. Telena: Wow, you're emotional *Patting my back* Me: *Pulling away* I'm in a lot of trouble. Telena: What happened? Me: Michael... Telena: What's with Michael? I told her everything from the beginning. We were outside waiting for our parents to come while I was telling her everything. She stood there looking at me with shock. And kept cursing Tatum. Telena: I knew she's a bitch, I can't believe she did this to you. Me: I know --- Dad: ASHANTI! I was interrupted by dad calling my name. I looked at him and motioned for him to wait. I hugged Telena. Me: I have to go. I'll talk to you soon about this. Love you *Running to the car* Bye! I gave her one last wave and went inside the car. Dad greeted me happily in the car. I wasn't in a very good mood; I couldn't greet him very well. Dad of course, sensed something wrong. Dad: What happened baby girl? Me: *looking out the window* Nothing. Dad: Since when do you lie to me? Me: *looking at him* I sighed. I started from when I liked Michael, and the whole date thing. And about the "Kiss like a dead fish" thing. Dad laughed at this part. But I was too serious for humor. And at the end, dad was just too shocked just like Telena. Dad: Damn. I don't know what to say. This is very shocking. How could she do this to you? We finally reached home. I wasn't in the mood to talk. I took my books and ran to my bed room. My window was opened. I sat on my bed and started crying. I looked over at my window. Michael, please come and tell me you believe me. Please! I put my head back on the pillow and cried myself to sleep. I felt someone shaking me. I heard a soft whisper. ???: Ashanti. I didn't feel like waking up. I had a very severe headache. I opened my eyes slowly. Me: Oh my god, what are you doing here? Michael: Hey! Me: *Sitting* Hey. Michael: I'm sorry *Hugging me* shouldâ??ve believed you from the first place. But I was being very stupid. Me: Yes you were!! *Pulling away* Very, very stupid. Michael: You're supposed to say something nice. Me: I won't. *Frowning* Michael: Awwwh. *Kissing me* Me: *Kissing back* *Back to the present* Me: Wonder what ever happened to Tatum. Michael: *laughing* Why you thinking about HER now? Me: Just had a flashback! *Smiling* Where were we? Michael: *Kissing my neck* Let me complete. Michael wanted to take me to the studio tonight. It's our anniversary and he wants to take me to the STUDIO! I love going to the studio with Michael sometimes. But I thought, this time we would go somewhere fancy, it was our ANNIVERSARY after all. This happens once a year. I didnâ??t show Michael I was upset. I was taking a bath, and he joined me. After the bath, we were both getting dressed. I bought a special dress for this occasion. A black sleeveless dress, it was tight till my waist, but then it goes into a puff. It reached my knees. And I had red heels with it. I put on red lipstick and light make up. I left my brown hair opened, it was shoulder length and curly. Michael was changing beside me. He had on a white tux. He tied his black curly hair with a pony. He hugged me from the back while I was putting on my perfume and kissed my cheek. Michael: You look perfect. So beautiful *Turning me around* Me: *Smiling* *Giving him a peck on the lips* I love you. Michael: I love you too. Michael escorted me to the limo. I was cuddled to him all the way to the Studio. We talked about random stuff going on around us. We were really random people. We can never be bored around each other; people canâ??t be bored around us either. We are jokesters, I admit it, and we make people and ourselves laugh. Michael: Weâ??re here. Me: *Getting out of the limo* Michael: *Taking my hand* Me: *Smiling* *Squeezing his hand tighter* Michael took me inside the building. The place was familiar to me of course. I am a usual visitor here. Sometimes I surprise Michael by getting him home made lunch here. Iâ??m a good cook. In fact, I am a cook. I work as a cook in my own restaurant. Itâ??s four stars till now. I canâ??t wait for it to be five stars though. We went inside the huge hallway, till we reached the door of the studio. It was a white door with a black sign, â??Studioâ? written on it. Michael opened the door and escorted me inside. I sat on the chair that was inside, and Michael sat beside me. Michael: I know this is not as special as you thought it would be. But I have something to show you. He started playing with the beats, trying to fix an appropriate beat. He went inside the booth, looked at me and sent me a flying kiss. I pretended as if I caught it and placed it beside my heart and locked it. I sent him a flying kiss and he did the same. I couldnâ??t stop smiling. Michael: *Talking on the booth* this is for you babe. Michael looked straight in my brown eyes and started singing on the booth. He started with the verses, â??You knock me off my feet babyâ? Michael: *Winking* *Singing* Hey pretty baby with the high heels on, you give me fever like youâ??ve never I was so caught up with the song. I didnâ??t notice myself bobbing my head with the beat and smiling. I loved it. It was amazing, beautiful. Especially coming from the love of my life. He was even dancing while singing. I started laughing at him. He motioned for me to come inside the booth, I refused. He came outside while the beat was still going on a pulled me inside! Michael: *Shouting over the beat* DANCE ASHANTI, DANCE! Me: *Hugging him* I started dancing to the music. We both started dancing! Michael was teaching me how to dance while the beat was going on. We couldnâ??t stop laughing at our silliness. I pull him close to me and started dancing with me in his arms. Me: *Whispering in his ear* I love you so much. Michael: *Kissing me* Michael kissed me with so much passion that it looked unbelievable at the moment. I am so in love with this man, I canâ??t even explain it. After he sang the song for me Michael told me heâ??s taking me somewhere â??magicalâ? I know Michael from a very long time. Everything is magical to him. So I wasnâ??t really expecting something really â??magicalâ? so I let it go. The limo stopped in nowhere. I was confused. What were we doing here? Michael: Weâ??re going to climb the hill. Me: Say what? Michael: Iâ??ll help you. Michael held my hand and we climbed the hill a little. There was a basket with Michael. I didnâ??t even know any of this was going to happen today. As we reached the top I was relieved no more climbing, or the dress was going to get ruined. There was a table at the top. It was at the edge of the hill. The view from there was MAGICAL for real. I was so shocked. It looked so beautiful. I sat down on the chair. The whole city was under us. The lights were magical, and that includes the stars. This time, Michael really surprised me. It was beautiful. Michael: *Sitting* Do you like it? Me: Very much baby, I love it. Michael: *Happy* Great! Me: Soâ?¦ *Holding his hand* Michael: *Rubbing my hand* I love you so much; I just want to do something so special for you. I want to show you, how important you are to me. Me: You already did baby, a long time ago. Michael: I want to do more; I want to give you my life. In factâ?¦ *taking out something from his pocket* I want you to share your life with mine. And then, he placed a small box on the table, opened it and smiled at me. ________________________________________________________________ Don't forget to hit the vote button below ;) Lots of love! <3
6 Votes for this story
Keep it I like it
Get rid of it
This Site Is Owned & Managed
By MJSite.com © 1998, 2006
