[[[OMG Thank you guys so much for all your support! I really appreciate it!!! It's all for l O V E!!! I amor you all so much!!!]]]
So! Mom's convinced you to let us mover in with you! Which is fantastic! But then I'm kind of worried...
You trace my face with your finger, murmuring,"you're so beautiful..." I blush and hold your hand that's not on me. "So are you... In the guy way." YOu giggle and kiss my lips. God... I get so much borboletas when we touch and kiss.
"I amor you so much," I tell you, stroking your cheek, looking into your beautiful eyes. They're sparkling and you're glowing.
"But I amor you so much more..."
"Nuh uh,"
"Uh huh,"
"Nuh uh!"
"Uh huh!"
I stick my tongue out, then you stick yours out. I'm tempted to do something, but I decide against it. You can tell, and you giggle.
"Sit up, Adds," you pat my back.
"On you?" I blush.
"No," you laugh and turn red. "Off me,"
"Oh!" I get off you, so embarassed. "Anyways..."
"I need to tinkle," you say.
I laugh. "Ah!"
You go to the bathroom. A piece of paper falls out of your hand (when did that even get there??). I pick it up. It has my name and hearts. I blush. In parenthesis it says (yes, open it :) ) I giggle. You're so cute!
I unfold the note. It's a beautiful drawing, shaded and everything of me holding a rosse.
Roses may be red
And violets aren't blue!
but, whatever the flower,
none of them are as amazingly
beautiful, sweet, caring, funny and
all-over perfect as you <3
I can feel the tears well up in my eyes.
I'm so emotional... I'm literally Speechless. The tears spill over. I sit indian-style on the cama and wipe my eyes.
I hear the door clock closed. You have on a gentle Smile and snuggle seguinte to me. "It's dorky," you wipe my tears.
"It's amazing... Michael, you don't know how much this means to me... You draw amazing and write amazing... You're just all-over amazing, you know?"
I kiss you gently on the lips. You kiss back. I'm just in Heaven...
"You mean so much to me, Addy... I amor you with all my heart... I can't even begin to explain..."
"I'm hoooooooooooomeeeeeeeeeee!" My mother sings.
I jump a little and you kiss my cheek.
"Welcome back," you say, coming down the stairs with me. "Have fun?"
"Yes! That Made Me Feel 100% better!"
"That's great!" You Smile. "Find any guys?"
Then she gives me that look I've given you... You catch it and rephrase. "W-were the people nice?"
"Very nice!"
"That's very nice!" You nod. I squeeze your arm. You Smile at me.
"What am I missing?" Mother asks, eyebrow raised.
"Inside joke," I say and you agree. I go to the fridge and grab an apple. "Applehead!"
***
"Crap..." I groan, getting out of bed. I forgot to take my pills.
I quietly go downstairs. I look up to expect a firm talking to.
But I don't get that.
I wish I did.
Instead, I see you and my mother locking lips.
I don't look fpr but two segundos until I storm back upstairs and slam my door, tears spilling out of my eyes like a bucket.
Then I hear you frantically knocking on my door.
"Go away, you Cheater!!!" I exclaim. "I can't believe you!!!"
"Addy!" You try desperately. I can hear the tears in your voice. "I didn't kiss her! she kissed me"
"They ALL say that!" I wipe my eyes and sniff, but tears keep spilling out. "Beat It!"
"Addy! Please let me in..."
"No!"
"I amor you so much... I would never cheat on you!!!"
"Michael..." She-who-will-not-be-named. "Are you talking to my 15 year-old daughter??"
So! Mom's convinced you to let us mover in with you! Which is fantastic! But then I'm kind of worried...
You trace my face with your finger, murmuring,"you're so beautiful..." I blush and hold your hand that's not on me. "So are you... In the guy way." YOu giggle and kiss my lips. God... I get so much borboletas when we touch and kiss.
"I amor you so much," I tell you, stroking your cheek, looking into your beautiful eyes. They're sparkling and you're glowing.
"But I amor you so much more..."
"Nuh uh,"
"Uh huh,"
"Nuh uh!"
"Uh huh!"
I stick my tongue out, then you stick yours out. I'm tempted to do something, but I decide against it. You can tell, and you giggle.
"Sit up, Adds," you pat my back.
"On you?" I blush.
"No," you laugh and turn red. "Off me,"
"Oh!" I get off you, so embarassed. "Anyways..."
"I need to tinkle," you say.
I laugh. "Ah!"
You go to the bathroom. A piece of paper falls out of your hand (when did that even get there??). I pick it up. It has my name and hearts. I blush. In parenthesis it says (yes, open it :) ) I giggle. You're so cute!
I unfold the note. It's a beautiful drawing, shaded and everything of me holding a rosse.
Roses may be red
And violets aren't blue!
but, whatever the flower,
none of them are as amazingly
beautiful, sweet, caring, funny and
all-over perfect as you <3
I can feel the tears well up in my eyes.
I'm so emotional... I'm literally Speechless. The tears spill over. I sit indian-style on the cama and wipe my eyes.
I hear the door clock closed. You have on a gentle Smile and snuggle seguinte to me. "It's dorky," you wipe my tears.
"It's amazing... Michael, you don't know how much this means to me... You draw amazing and write amazing... You're just all-over amazing, you know?"
I kiss you gently on the lips. You kiss back. I'm just in Heaven...
"You mean so much to me, Addy... I amor you with all my heart... I can't even begin to explain..."
"I'm hoooooooooooomeeeeeeeeeee!" My mother sings.
I jump a little and you kiss my cheek.
"Welcome back," you say, coming down the stairs with me. "Have fun?"
"Yes! That Made Me Feel 100% better!"
"That's great!" You Smile. "Find any guys?"
Then she gives me that look I've given you... You catch it and rephrase. "W-were the people nice?"
"Very nice!"
"That's very nice!" You nod. I squeeze your arm. You Smile at me.
"What am I missing?" Mother asks, eyebrow raised.
"Inside joke," I say and you agree. I go to the fridge and grab an apple. "Applehead!"
***
"Crap..." I groan, getting out of bed. I forgot to take my pills.
I quietly go downstairs. I look up to expect a firm talking to.
But I don't get that.
I wish I did.
Instead, I see you and my mother locking lips.
I don't look fpr but two segundos until I storm back upstairs and slam my door, tears spilling out of my eyes like a bucket.
Then I hear you frantically knocking on my door.
"Go away, you Cheater!!!" I exclaim. "I can't believe you!!!"
"Addy!" You try desperately. I can hear the tears in your voice. "I didn't kiss her! she kissed me"
"They ALL say that!" I wipe my eyes and sniff, but tears keep spilling out. "Beat It!"
"Addy! Please let me in..."
"No!"
"I amor you so much... I would never cheat on you!!!"
"Michael..." She-who-will-not-be-named. "Are you talking to my 15 year-old daughter??"
"I ended up crying myself to sleep on Michael's side of the bed"
some examples:
Why the finger tapes??
Michael Beardon (Musical Director of This Is It) has to answer:
"I asked him one day" MJ why you have this tape in your hands? "I always wanted to know, and I could ask him personally afterwards. If you can ask someone like Michael need something, what would you ask him?
And so great was Michael, he has replied to me.
"You want to really know you?" The tape around his fingers, he said, well, that feels good. And you see it, the white tape, your eyes follow him automatically. This is one of the show-biz things he learned when he was a child.
