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Speechless Chapter 4 - Late Night

(Michael)"The music takes over you, everything doesn't matter, the only thing you have is emotion."
I was so hypnotized in his words.
(Me)"Wow."
I couldn't believe that I had been talking to Michael Jackson for at least 3 hours now.
We were both silent, smiling at eachother.
Michael looked at my dress and bit his lip, I suddenly felt weird but in a good way, I got this feeling about him that made me just want to kiss him but I had never thought of him like that before.
I ignored it.
(Michael)"You look great in that dress."
(Me)"Thank you but I don't know, you look really good in red."
It was true, he did look good in red.
Michael chuckled.
(Michael)"Nah, not really."
(Me)"Yeah."
There was silence.
(Michael)"I really enjoy talking to you."
(Me)"Thanks, listening to your experiences are really interesting."
(Michael)"Really? Wasn't boring you?"
He smiled.
He looked so cute, wait..
did I just say Michael Jackson was cute!?
I never thought he was ugly but I never thought of him like this before.
(Me)"Heck no."
(Michael)"Well thanks."
(Me)"Anytime, I enjoy them."
He unzipped his jacket, 
Gosh that was hot, I could just..
(Michael)"You ok?"
I shook my head, what the hell was wrong with me!? I never thought like someone like this before.
(Me)"Yeah, sorry, just off in my own dreamworld."
(Michael)"I do that alot too."
He bit his lip AGAIN! Was he doing this on purpose?
I tried to talk to him to stop myself from thinking.
(Me)"You enjoying the party?"
(Michael)"Yeah, it's great. How about you?"
(Me)"Yeah, it's really good."
Another silence.
I needed to talk before I went off in Michael Jackson fantasy land again.
(Me)"Do you know what the time is?"
(Michael)"Um.."
He looked at the roman styled clock hanging on the wall outside.
(Michael)"12:45."
(Me)"Really!?"
He giggled.
(Michael)"Yeah."
(Me)"Gosh time flies when you're haivng fun."
(Michael)"Tell me about it."
Suddenly I saw Stasha run up with me, holding hands with George.
(Stasha)"We have to go home before it get's too late."
I really didn't want to go.
(Me)"Oh, ok."
Stasha smiled at Michael and he politely smiled back.
(Stasha)"You don't mind if we steal her?"
(Michael)"No.. it's ok."
He smiled at me and Stasha, he put his down, looking at the floor.
(Me)"I might hopefully see you soon, it was great meeting you and getting to know you."
(Michael)"Same here, take care."
We shook hands and Stasha pulled me away.
Once we got to the car and started it up we had realized there was no fuel left and it would be too late to drive home by the time someone comes to help.
(Stasha)"Shit, we're out of fuel."
(Me)"What!?"
(Stasha)"We're going to have to beg John if we can stay at his for the night."
Even though a part of me wanted to go home and rest, another part of me was dieing to go back to Michael.
Me and Stasha got out the car and walked back to the party.
John saw us and came up to Stasha.
(John)"What's wrong?"
(Stasha)"Can we PLEASE stay at your house tonight?"
He laughed.
(John)"Why?"
(Stasha)"We're out of fuel and it'll be too late to drive home once someone comes to fix it."
He paused to think about it.
(John)"Oh what the heck, sure you can stay."
We both hugged him.
(Me)"Thanks so much John."
I kept looking for Michael for the rest of the party but could not find him.
Once everyone had left the party I sat outside on the balcony, watching the fountain water flow peacefully into the pool.
I was so upset, I'll probably never see Michael ever again. I just felt like crying.
Just as I was thinking about Michael, I suddenly see his figure come out of the shadows.
Was I dreaming?
He came up to me and smiled.
(Michael)"There you are."
He sat beside me.
(Me)"I thought you had left."
(Michael)"I did, thinking you were gone but I heard you had to stay here because of your car and I really enjoyed talking to you so I thought I would give you my number."
Oh my god, was THE Michael Jackson giving me his number!?
He held out a small piece of paper.
I smiled at him.
(Me)"Thank you so much."
(Michael)"It's ok, I wanted you to hae it anyway."

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