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Stranger In Moscow *Part Two*
*Well, I'm gonna put the second part up anyway. lol -Lexa* Me: *speechless* I...I..umâ?¦yeah. Michael: *laughs* Speechless, huh? Me: *chuckles* yeah. We went to go eat dinner until Michael said, Michael: Ya know, screw this. Wanna get pizza? Me: *laughs* Sure. When he called, I could here the scream from the female worker and giggled, which Michael instantly covered. Michael: *hangs up* I donâ??t think I can hear anymore. Me: *laughs* I donâ??t think I can either. Michael: *goes in the closet* What kind of movie do you like? Me: Hmmâ?¦anything. Depends on what you have. *giggles* Michael: *comes back out* Back To The Future I, II and III? Me: How long do you plan on staying up? *laughs* Michael: *laughs and sits on the bed* Well, are you planning on having a sugar rush all night? Me: *shakes my head and laughs* You really are a child at heart arenâ??t you? Michael: *chuckles* Yeah I am. Well, letâ??s watch something till the pizza gets here. We turned on the TV, flipping through channels to see something we both like. We ended up on CNN and both of us had a worried look. Me: Michael, you should change it. Michael: No. Itâ??s fine. Iâ??ll be fine. Reporter: And now, a new headlining story on Michael Jackson. I looked at him the whole time he talked. I could see the anger and sadness building up in his eyes. I turned it off and put my hand on his shoulder. Me: You alright? Michael: *takes a deep breath* Iâ??ll be fine. Me: Now, we both know thatâ??s not true. Michael: Ya know, you can be very mature for a 18 year old. Me: *chuckles* When it comes to things like this, then yes I can be. Michael: *sighs* It just pisses me off sometimes, all this bullshit. Me: I know. And your method of letting the pain out on music is great. Instead of doing something to hurt yourself or anyone else. Michael: Yeahâ?¦ Me: You are only taking it out on musicâ?¦arenâ??t you? Michael: *gets up* Wellâ?¦ Me:*groans* What are you doing? Waitâ?¦*sighs* why are you doing that? Michael: Itâ??s the best pain release there is. Me: And also the most dangerous. Who knows, you could overdose at some point. Michael: I wonâ??t do that. I know how to keep track of everything. Me: But one day, you could be extremely upset and take more than you should just to get rid of the pain. Michael: *silent* There was an awkward silence between us for a few minutes until the doorbell rang. I looked at him and sighed, getting up and walking towards the door. -Later- We still havenâ??t talked. Just an annoying silence. Michael: Iâ??m sorry. Youâ??re rightâ?¦I shouldnâ??t be doing this. Me: Itâ??s fine. I guess I kind of overreacted a little too. Debbie: MIKE!! Get your ass in here!! Michael: *groans* Iâ??m gonna be so happy when the baby is born. Me: *laughs* Michael: *throws a pillow at me and laughs* Shut up, will ya? *walks out* -Night- Me: *yawns* Michael: Donâ??t tell me youâ??re tired. Me: Well, I am. *giggles* Michael: *laughs and shakes his head* Youâ??re the first person to still be tired after all that candy and ice cream. Me: *laughs* I guess so. Michael: Hey. *gets up* Iâ??ve been working on a new song and I have a pretty good feeling on how the music video is gonna turn out. But I need a little help. Me: *whines* Nooooo! Iâ??m too tired. *lays on my side and pretends to be asleep* Michael: Either you get up or I get a bucket of ice water and pour it all over you. Me: *groans and gets up* I repeat, evil! He just laughed and put on the demo to Blood On The Dance Floor. We started dancing (like in the video) while I blushed the whole time, being so close to him and everything. He blushed a little too but not as much as me. Michael: Nervous much? *twirls me* Me: *chuckles* A little. Iâ??ve never really danced with anybody except for at my cousins wedding when I was 5. *laughs* Michael: *laughs* Well, I guess youâ??re gonna need some practice then. Me: I guess so. *laughs* He turned off the music and collapsed, bringing me with him. Me: *laughs* Prankster. We just stared at each other for a few seconds until I felt one of his hands go to my waist while the other brushed my hair behind my ear. I blushed slightly, looked down and bit my lip. He sat up and looked at me. Michael: *sighs slightly* I swear, Iâ??m gonna go to hell for this butâ?¦*picks my head up* I canâ??t help it. We both leaned in slowly and just when we were inches apartâ?¦ *Hope you liked it :) -Lexa*
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