*Nine plus Months Later*



As I packed up all my things for my tour, I heard my phone go off. It was Michael. "Hi, Mikey!" "Hi, baby. Whatcha doing?" I held my cell phone between my ear and shoulder while I packed up the last few things. "I'm just getting ready to head to the airport so I can leave for my tour. What are toi doing?" "To be honest, I'm almost home. I'll be landing in a little bit actually. I wanted to call toi before toi left and send toi a picture of something. I thought toi could have a récent picture of me to put on your phone like toi did for me." I loved hearing his voice. It was so smooth and soft. I could listen to him talk for hours. "Okay, well I have to go actually. My plane leaves in thirty minutes. I miss you. I'll see toi when I get home." "Alright, beautiful. I'll see toi soon. I'll send toi the picture in a minute. I l’amour you." I l’amour you, too, Michael. Bye" "Bye."



After I hung up the phone and carried my two suitcases downstairs to the front door, I felt my phone vibrate from a text message. Michael had sent me a picture of himslef with a black sweater over a white button chemise with the collier coming out. He looked so handsome and (I have to say it) sexy. This will definately be my new background on my phone. I texted back "Luv it. U look so handsome. Miss u. Bye <3" and sent the message. I grabbed my suitcases and walked to the limo so I could head to the airport. I was actually praying that just before I get on the plane, Michael would land and I could see him before it's my turn to leave home.



When I got to the airport, I saw my rock family. They were all standing around waiting for me. I forgot, I never put on my signature Evanescence outfit. Luckily I packed it in my purse. "Evanescence! There toi are! Why aren't toi dresses?" a dit Alex, my brother. "Sorry, guys. I was talking with Michael while packing and I just forgot." "We're just pulling your leg, lil sis." We all headed outside to watch as another plane came in before we could give our luggage and get on. When the plane finally landed, we walked over to ours. One par one, we each got on but I was last. I had to see if this plane that came in was Michael's. I watched for a minute and then I heard,"Eva! What are toi doing? Get in here!" "Sorry, Viktor. I was just watching to see if that was Michael coming in.



When I reached the doorway to the plane, I looked back to see a group of boys walking towards the building. They looked like they could be brothers. One of the men turned around and I felt my cœur, coeur skip a beat. "Wait! We can't leave yet! Please, hold the plane!" I ran down the steps and yelled his name as loud as I could. "MICHAEL! MICHAEL! MICHAEL!" He finally turned to look at me and yelled my name in question. "TAYLOR?!" I had the biggest smile on my face when I heard him say my name.



I ran to him as quick as I could with tears running down my face. Michael just stood there watching me and trying to tell his brothers to wait for him. He was wearing the same outfit he had on in the picture he sent me. "Michael!" I was only ten feet away from him until he came to me and picked me up in his arms and lifted me up as I wrapped my legs around him. I felt as if he was lifting my sadness away and replacing it with nothing but l’amour and happiness.



After Michael had finally pushed me away enough to look at me, while still holding me in his warm arms, he leaned closly to me and kissed me hard. I was so happy to feel him and his lips again. I missed everything about him. His touch, his voice, the feeling of his sweet mouth against mine. I was heaven but I had to leave it too soon. We finally broke the hard, passionate Kiss and looked at each other with nothing but lust for us to be together again. "Michael, is this real?" I a dit through my tears. He stroked my face and wiped the tears away while he had his own coming out of his beatiful big brown eyes. "Yes, baby. This is real. Everything. But we can't be together now. toi have to go." "Michael, I don't want to anymore. I want to stay with you! Please, don't let me go. Come with me!" I was begging for him to come. "Taylor, I can't go. I'm not apart of it."



Tears kept running down our faces as I was trying to convince him to get on the plane with me. But Michael kept resisting. He wasn't going to come with me and he was right. Michael can't come. "Michael, promise me that I will come accueil to you. I'll come accueil and you'll be there waiting for me. Please! Promise me!" Michael french kissed me passionately and harder this time. "I promise *kiss*" I held Michael so tight to me and allowed him to Kiss me anyway he wanted. All I cared about was feeling him with me again. I held the back of his head with one hand while my other arm was around his neck. Michael had his arms wrapped around me like he was hugging me. Our tears kept coming and they mixed in with our rough yet passionate french kiss.



When Michael finally broke the Kiss and took in air, he looked at me and said,"You have to go now. We can't spend anymore time together. You'll be accueil soon. And I'll be there waiting. Go." I looked at him then gave him one plus quick Kiss before it was my turn to let go of his hand. I let go of his body and only held his left hand. When I finally walked back far enough, I let go of his hand. I then blew him a Kiss and watched him do the same. I then shut my eyes real quick and turned around to run back the plane. I felt Michael's eyes still on me and knew he must be feeling the same thing I felt when he left.



When I got up to the doorway again. I looked back and waved. Michael waved back and yelled,"I l’amour you!!" I smiled and yelled,"I l’amour toi more!!" and then slowly turned away from him to get into the plane. I ran to my siège so I could look out the window and wave to Michael until he was out of my sight. As the plane started to move, Michael started to cry harder. I know this because he was on his knees and had his face buried into his hands. When he was out of my sight, I ended up doing the same. I sat in my siège with my face in my hands and cried. I want Michael back.



"It's okay, Taylor. You'll be alright." Alex said. He only a dit my first name whenever he was trying to comfort me. "I want him. I want Michael here with me. I l’amour him." "I know. You'll be accueil soon. It'll go par quickly. Trust me. You'll find him at accueil waiting for you. toi two will hug and Kiss and make l’amour to each other and finally be together again. I know toi will." I hugged my brother tightly as I cried harder into his shoulder. "Thank you, Alex. I l’amour you." "I l’amour you, too, baby sis. I l’amour toi too. And so does Michael. Remember that." After Alex went to go get something to drink for me, I starred outside the window thinking of Michael. Alex is right. I will be accueil soon, but not soon enough. I'll go accueil to my handsome Angel and find us in lit together, holding each other and s’embrasser while making l’amour together. God, I wish I had Michael suivant to me. I know this. After this tour, I will never leave him again.