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๐๐พ๐: Confrontation becomes a Confession.
๐ฒ๐ถ๐๐๐พ๐๐: Alcohol, Language.
๐ฒ๐๐๐น ๐๐๐๐๐: 3.3k ( I got carried away)
a/n: this is my first pic please be nice to me ๐
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Michael called you up one day and dropped the news to you. Heโd be starring in The Wiz, along side the broadway actress Stephanie Mills.ย
You were so elated to hear the news as you also loved the play, youโve seen it countless times knowing line, song, and dance step. Upon hearing this, he also invited you to spend the weekend with him in his apartment in New York that he was provided. Now for a while now you have had an extreme crush on him -not to his knowledge- for quite some time so when he offered you a weekend to visit him , you basically heard โCome spend the weekend alone with me.โ You immediately agreed and set gave him the day youโd be coming so you can have your flight arranged.ย About 2 monthsย later after finally getting some approved PTO off work you fly there. When you arrive to your bestfriends luxury apartment and he immediately tackles you at the door with a hug.
โIโve missed you so much.โ He said, kissing both your cheeks. โHow was your flight?โ
You blushed at the interaction, even though thatโs how you both greet and say goodbye to one another, you still canโt help but get butterflies at the touch of his soft lips against your skin.
โIt was great, Michael. Iโm just glad I can finally stretch my legs outโ You said, as you took in the surroundings.
The living room was bright and open, fearing large windows that provided city views, furnished with comfortable low-profile sofas. The dining area was an open modern-plan section with a sleek glass topped table and upholstered chairs, directly adjacent to a tidy sunlit kitchen. Walking in further you see the balcony, featuring iron furniture where Michael could overlook the Manhattan streets.
โWow, this place is amazing!โ You say, taking a seat on his couch.
โI know right? This is my first time being on my own and it feels great, I have more freedom and can do whatever I want without everyone in my family in my business.โ He replied.ย
Michael walks into what seems to be his spare room placing your belongings in there, he peeks his head out for a moment and calls for you to come to him.ย
โThis is where youโll be staying.โ He smiled. โMy room is on the other end of the hall in case you need anything.โ
โMichael, thank you so much for this, Youโre too kind.โ You said.
โAnything for you, girl.โ He winked, or at least tried to.ย You couldnโt help but laugh at the gesture knowing this man could do pretty much everything else BUT wink.
โSo what else have you been doing since filming?โ You asked, unpacking your things.
โWell lately, after I get done shooting I go to this club called Studio 54.โ He said.
โClubbing? Wow Mike, I never thought you were the type to go out and party like that.โ You teased.
โMe either, but itโs real fun. Escapism, actually.โ He beamed. โIn fact, we should go tonight I think Stephanie is going. She and I have been spending so much time together and I think youโll love her.โ
You felt a strange sensation in your stomach when he mentions another woman. Although you two are not anything more than best friends, much to your displeasure. It didnโt make you feel any less jealous when he mentioned thereโs another woman occupying his time thatโs not you at the moment. You couldnโt stomach when Michael talked about other women, whether it be someone from the studio when he was recording or a friend. But the way he was talking about this girl, he seemed way too excited for you two to meet. Almost as if he wants your approval of her. That didnโt sit right in your stomach at all. But nevertheless, you agreed like a dumbass anyway not wanting to disappoint him.
โSure, Michael. Iโll go. But you owe me a drink.โ You said, trying to sound serious.
โYou can have as many as youโd like.โ He promised. โNow what do you want to eat?โ
Later on that night and Michael make your way to Studio 54, you can honestly say this is the best dressed youโve looked in a while. You hardly has anytime to go out to any night clubs or bars yourself back home with all the late nights you do at work, but when you did find that rare time you went all out, and tonight was no exception. A silk dress coming down your body hugging all your curves- you were a pretty thick girl. You knew this dress would have a bunch of men wanting to fall right at your feet whenever you wore it the way it fell right by your thighs, followed by a pair of heels that really toned your legs. You couldโve sworn Michael stole a few glances at you as he walked with you into the club, but you thought nothing of it, assuming he was just making sure you were comfortable with the large group a people that surrounded you both.ย
As you walk in, youโre immediately take in the atmosphere. The glowing lights, the people in outfits the show little to nothing, the smell of body smell goods, lust and sweat mixd into the air as drinks were passed around to everyone, people of all races joined together for a night of fun. Michaelโs body guards lead you both to what seems like a VIP section, there you see a beautiful dark skinned woman whose eyes light up as soon as they land on Michael. She walks forward and engulfs him into a hug, which he more than happily returns. This brings this pit in your stomach that you donโt like at the sight, all of the sudden finding the plush seat more interesting.ย ย
Michael turns to face you, โThis is Stephanie.โ He gestured toward the woman.
She smiled warmly at you, sticking out her hand. โMichael has told me so much about you, Itโs so great to finally put a name to a face.โย
โWell, I hope everything heโs told you was good, because if it was bad, donโt believe him.โ You joked, returning the handshake.
โMichael only ever says good things about people, it just shows the kind of man he really is.โย Stephanie runs her hand up and down Michaelโs chest, and that only makes you shrink back even more. Who the hell is this chick to him? Why is she touching him like that? Like she belongs there. Like sheโs his..ย
Youโre immediately snapped out of your thought by Michael, calling your name, pulling you over to the seats so you guys can sit and chat. Youโre all brought drink menus and a pitcher of waters you sit down. Your eyes scanning the menu knowing tonight was going to be one of those nights. You notice at the corner of your eyes, Michael and Stephanie are sitting way too close to together, if you didnโt know them, youโd thought they were together and that didnโt sit right. You quickly flagged down the nearest bartender that walked by and ordered yourself a drink, you needed to get fucked up and fast.ย
Michael looked over from Stephanie and shouted over the booming music, โEverything is under one tab! Iโm taking care of my girls tonight!โย
You thanked him and he waved you off.
ย โOh please, I invited you here, I ought to take care of you.โย
Youโd couldโve sworn heโd looked you over as he said that. But you cannot allow yourself to be so delusional, right? He would never look your way even you both happen to be the last two people living on this planet. With all the different woman around you see that there were so many better options than you. You didnโt showcase anything that made him even consider liking you in that way, youโre not famous, you donโt sing, dance and or act. Youโre just you. Heโs Michael. Michael Joe Jackson, part of the Jacksons, the same group whoโs sold more than 70 million copies of their music, earned bunch of gold and platinum records. The same guy whoโs currently getting cast in a fucking movie right now. Of course he wouldnโt go for you.
โHey! Are you okay?โ You havenโt touched your drink yet.โ Michael whispered in your ear. He has once again brought you out of your thoughts. โThis is the second time I lost you girl, Iโm getting a lil concerned mama.โ
You shuddered at the nickname. It wasnโt the first time heโs called you that, why did it feel much different now?โ
โYes, Mikey. Iโm fine. I was thinking about some stuffโ You mumbled picking up your drink.
โWhat stuff?โ He asked.
โJust work stuff, a lot going on,โ You say trying to sound convincing.
He dropped it knowing the answer you gave was bullshit, because he nodded his head in an understanding way.
โWell, youโre here to have fun not think about work. Drink up, girlโ He grinned.
You downed your drink in seconds, leaving Michael and Stephanie looking at you with wide eyes.
โCan you tell Iโve had a rough week?โ
After many drinks and a ton of shots being passed around between you three, youโre now on the dance floor. You couldnโt wait to just let loose and let your hair down, being on the dance floor, forgetting everything that was plaguing your mind. Hips swaying back and forth beat, head moving side to side without a care in a world. You have a drink in your hand as youโre moving taking sips as you move-giving people around a show. The way your dress raised as your free hand glides around your body, showing more and more skin. Not that you care anyways with how much alcohol is currently in your system. You look and see a guy dancing nextย to you whoโs name you didnโt care to ask for, you both dance closely together, both of your body heat and sweat mixed in from the scent of cigarette smokes that lingered in the air. You look over and see Michael and Stephanie together on the dance floor, Michaelโs hand around the girls waist and hers around his neck. It makes you sick. Your dance partner notices a slow in your rhythm and follows your gaze.ย
โDo you know either of them?โ He asked.
โYeah, the guy is one of my friends.โ You say, looking up at him.
โOh really? I see them here all the time. Him and his girlfriend are such a lovely couple. Theyโre usually here with a big group when they come. They really know how to show everyone a good time.โHe said.ย
You halted your movements then and there. A couple. Dating. Boyfriend and Girlfriend. ย That didnโt sit right withย in your mind. Had that really been the reason Michael, sounded to eager earlier when he invited you out? When he spent quite a bit of time deciding on what cologne would match his outfit, even making you sit in his room while he made you smell different scents? How heโd more time than he ever did perfecting that afro of his making sure not one hair was out of place?ย Is she the woman who currently holds all his attention, sharing every laugh, every smile, every kiss. Together?ย
You excused yourself went to the nearest bathroom, you felt as you were about to vomit everything you drank tonight. You splash cold water on your face as you recap your night everything clicking into place. The touching, the whispering, the laughing. You hated it. You didnโt hate her. You hated that it wasnโt you. You quickly get yourself together and exit the washroom. Michael catches you as you come out looking even more concerned.ย
โHey, I saw you making a beeline over here. Are you feeling alright?โ
โYes.โ Absolutely fucking not. โI think I had too many shots of tequila.โ You said.
He squinted his eyes at you. โYou had 4 shots.โ
โExactly, too many.โ You folded your arms. He was not buying this horseshit.
โIโve seen you take back to back shot of tequila and proceed to then mix your dark liquor as well.โย
โWell they do heavy puts then I guess.โ
โMichael.โ You shot back. Neither of are backing down.
You know youโre not that drunk, Michael knows youโre not that drunk, and you know he knows youโre not that drunk. That doesnโt mean youโre really going to cave in and tell him what been eating at you all night. Luckily for you, by the Grace of God, he drops it. Not wanting to go there with you right now.ย He hand you your coat and mumbles a โl.etโs go back to mineโ .
The car ride home was silent, and not a comfortable one. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a butter knife. You knew good and damn well Michael wanted to press the issue further but knowing how stubborn and dismissive you are he wasnโt going to do that, especially in a public setting.ย
Walking in to his apartment, you sped walkedย to the guest room and kick your heels off, going straight to the bathroom to wash off the events of tonight and hopefully your newly attainted knowledge on Michaelโs relationship. Slipping out of your dress and removing your make up and cut the shower on, making it as hot as your skin can take. You were in there for a good bit, letting the steam roll off your body, as you feel yourself sobering up by the second. Coming out the shower you get ready for bed, brushing your teeth, doing your nightly skin routine and heading back out to the living where you see Michael, also freshly showered and in his pajamas.
You occupy the space next to him and cross your legs gluing your eyes to the screen, hoping he wonโt mention your behaviour that took places hours before. You were deadass wrong.
โAre you ready to tell me why youโre so bothered?โ His soft voice rang throughout the living room.
โBothered about what Michael?โ You sounded nonchalant as fuck. You knew he hated when you tried to downplay your emotions.
โDonโt play with me girl, you know what Iโm talkin about.โ Annoyance creeping into his tone. โI can tell youโve been in this mood all night.โ
โThe one where something bothers you to hell and you just go silent, you just lose yourself in your own mind. Why are you keeping this from me? We tell each other everything.โย You can tell thereโs a bit of hurt in his voice when he said that last part. You and him always confide in each other for literally everything under the sun, you even promised when you were kids youโd never keep anything from each other no matter what, even if it made the other person upset.ย
You feel a lump in your throat, trying to form words and they end up coming out sharper than you intended.
โWhy didnโt you tell me you have a girlfriend, Michael?โ You looked at him with tears that are threatening to fall, but you wonโt let them.
โWhat are you taking about, mama?โ He asked with a surprised expression.
โDonโt call me that! Answer my question! Why didnโt you tell me that youโre dating Stephanie?โย You raised your voice a bit.
โWoah, Woah. I ainโt with nobody, girl. Where the hell did you get that from?โ He sounded offended that you even accused him of hiding that.
โTonight! She was all hugged up on you like youโre her man, getting all close and touching you. Whispering in your ear and shit and youโre over here getting touchy feely on her too on the dance floor. Since you go there all the time with her, makes me wonder what else you two are doing.โ You went quiet at that last part but he most certainly heard it.
Michaelโs mouth opened, then closed it, then opened it once more. He was honestly appalled by everything you just said to him, looking at you like you grew an extra head outside your neck. Had he really made you think he was into her? Not that Stephanie isnโt an attractive woman, but she certainly doesnโt catch his attention the way you do. In his mind there hasnโt been a single woman who comes close to you, ever. All he ever thinks about is you, he couldnโt wait until you came here to visit him. Heโd practically spend an entire week making perfect accommodations for you, even deep cleaning his apartment all by himself. Twice. Had he really made you feel soโฆ replaceable? Finally after some painful silence he opened his mouth.
โIโmโฆnot dating anyone..โ Michael said. You honestly thought he was trying to convince himself of that statement.
โBullshit, youโre arenโt!โ You yelled.
โBullshit, Iโm am!โ He shot back now fully facing you.
You were a bit taken aback by his swearing, knowing he hardly ever does it. You also know, he hates being accused of things that clearly arenโt true especially by his close peers.
โHow are you gonโ tell me about my relationships? You donโt think Iโd know if I was dating someone?โย
โI heard it fromโฆ..someone.โ You said your voice faltering a bit.
โWhatโs their name?โ He asked crossing his arms.
You racked your brain to remember, then realise you never asked that guy for his name. You mentally face palm knowing this doesnโt help you at all.ย But you still donโt back down from this.
โI didnโt ask him, but I was dancing with him and he told me that you and Stephanie are together and he sees you at the club often with her.โย
Michael snorts to himself. โYou let a fucking random man you were grinding against on the dance floor make you think Iโm in a relationship?โ He actually almost laughs but wipes his face with his hand to prevent it from happening.
โI wouldโve told you if I was dating, youโd know that from day one. Iโm very single, and the woman Iโd prefer to be with is sitting on my couch driving me crazy.โ You froze. You couldnโt believe what he said. Or what you thought he said.ย
โPardon?โ You said. Your eyes had to have been as wide as saucers.
โI said, the woman who Iโd rather be with is sitting on my couch driving me crazy.โ He repeated, with a more bold tone.
โYouโฆ donโt mean that, Michael.โ Your voice barely above a whisper.ย ย
โWhy would I lie to you, mama?โ His gaze softened. He moved from his spot next to you the ottoman across from you.
โBecause youโre youโฆand Iโmโฆme.โ You admit. You find your lap suddenly much more interesting.
โWhat do you mean youโre you? Thatโs what made me fall for you girl, because youโre you.โ He said giving you an incredulous look.
โI mean, I donโt sing, I donโt dance, Iโm not famous Michael.โ
โYou donโt need fame to get my attention, youโre perfect to me in many aspect. I never cared if you could sing or dance. Personally, I love that youโre not famous because youโve always made me feel what no one else has.โ He reached out for your hands, tracing circles at the back of them.
โNormal. You make me feel fucking normal. You never ask me for anything, you treat me like a normal human being and not just a superstar. When you look at me you donโt see Michael Jackson. You see Michael. Thatโs exactly how I feel. Like Michael.โ He breathed out. โThatโs all I ever wanted was to just be treated like anyone else and not a money making machine. Thatโs what I love about you, itโs what I always loved about you.โ
You were stunned. Had he really felt like that the whole time. Had he really been loving you this entire time. You really didnโt know what to say, but you knew how you felt. One thing Michael knew about your emotions, you could show him better than you could tell him.
You leaned forward and placed a soft kiss against his lips. He stiffed for a moment, but quickly regained his composure as he pulled you in making the kiss deeper. You guide his hand to your waist and move yours around his neck, straddling him on the ottoman.ย Both your lips moved together which such grace as if youโve done this a million times over. Much your chagrin it had to stop so you both could catch a breath. Your foreheads touched one another as he stroked your hair smiling to himself.
โCan I take you out on a date?โ Michael said, moving his head back to properly look at you.
You grinned at him, this is happiest moment of your life. The man of your fucking dreams is asking you out. How could you deny this?
โYes, Michael! Iโd love nothing more.โ You beamed, placing a kiss on his cheek.
You leaned down again kissing him. Youโve both now discovered a new thing you like doing together. Maybe down line you could add a few more things.
