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Complicated Love....Part 1
If you're reading this for the first time, this is the continued story to Do I Know You? For those of you that were wondering, my name is Tegan by the way. I don't have any more to say, so I hope you like this part :) Me: Michelle,.... you're kidding!? Please, be kidding. Michelle: Aren't you happy? Me: Michelle, cut the crap! Is this a sick joke?? Michelle: I'm sure you are. Look at your boobs, they've gotten bigger. You're stomach has become rounder,.. Me: I might just be getting fat! Michelle: The mood swings, see. Also the baby might be kicking your ribs. That explains that pain before. Me: (Starts crying) Michelle...I can't be pregnant!? Michelle: Why aren't you happy? Me: It's not me. It's just that,... we haven't talked about kids. This will change "us" forever. I'll gain weight, he'll lose interest. Probably sleep with Diana Ross. Michael's career will falter because the kid will distract him. In ten years, he'll get a job as a taxi driver,... i'll have to find money to help support the family. I'll become a prostitute....!!! Michelle: Ange! Calm down, let's go to the doctor. I could be wrong, you know. I calm down and we drive to the local doctor. I wore sunnies and a jacket to disguise myself. The doctor finally has the results and we sit in his office, holding our breath. Doctor: Well, Angelina, are you involved with anyone? Me: Yes,...Michael Jackson. Doctor: Oh wow! (Ahem) You're results are in..... You're not pregnant. Me: Oh thank god! Michelle: I'm sorry, Ange. Me: About what? Michelle: For calling you fat. Me: (Laughs) It's okay. I like the idea of not being flat chested anymore. I get home after work and Michael and Jermaine are wrestling in the lounge room. Me: (Smiles) Helllloooo. You know what they say, when you're messing around, something always gets broken.... Jermaine: Oh yeah? I'd like to see you throw a punch. Me: Dammit Jermaine! (Tackles him) We all play fight on the floor and Michael and I go upstairs for "us time". As we're kissing, I break it. Me: You will not imagine the day i've had. Michael: Yeah? Me: Michelle thought I was pregnant, so we went to the doctor's and he said i'm not. Dodged a bullet, huh? Michael: (Face drops) Oh. You don't want kids? Me: Of course I do. But not now. You'll be distracted. Michael: It's not about me. I would be willing and ready to have a baby with you any day. Me: Really? Michael: We can't keep delaying our love for my damn career. You're my life now. No one can change that. Me: You're my life. We continue kissing but all of a sudden, I get extremely annoyed with Michael. Me: Michael! Do you mind? Michael: What? Me: You're not kissing like you normally do. What is it? Don't you find me attractive anymore? Michael: (Becomes seriously confused) What do you mean? Of course I find you attractive. Me: (Starts crying) I'm sorry, Mikey! It's just that i'm really tired, I guess. Goodnight. I turn into bed and go to sleep. I feel that Michael hasn't moved from his spot. A while later, he shrugs and goes to sleep. **Doctor's Point Of View** I can't believe I met Michael Jackson's girlfriend. Patricia won't believe it. I walk into the receptionist room and Patricia is quietly typing on her Windows 85 cmputer. Patricia: Yes, Mr. Jenkins sir? Me: You won't believe who that woman was. Patricia: Who? Me: Michael Jackson's girlfirend. Patricia: Wow. Well, here are her results. Just came in. Me: Her results? But i'm sure I gave them to her. Patricia: You didn't. How did Miss Peters handle the news? Me: I didn't give her any....? Patricia: I gave you the results and you took them. The one that said she wasn't pregnant.....? Me: Sssshoot! I gave them to Angelina Brielle by accident!!! To Be Continued.... (Hope you liked it! This is the only part for tonight by the way. I've still got the flu and i'm not feeling too great.)
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