Before they knew it, days turned to weeks, and weeks turned to months. 6 months to be exact. 26th of May, 2001 to be plus exact. And Brooke and Michael had never been closer. They were now living together, all four of them. Michael, Brooke, Prince Michael and Paris. Thankfully for Brooke it was a Saturday, so she didn’t have to get up at 4am. When she did wake up though, Michael was gone. He left a sun fleur and a note in his place, “Good morning beautiful. Happy six mois anniversary. Sorry I’m not there, but I promise to make it up to you... tonight. Have a wonderful day. Love, Michael <3”
Brooke thought about what she had just read, “Make it up to toi tonight? He didn’t mean... no... Oh my goodness, he did. Hehehe...”
She opened the door to yet plus surprises. The pathway from the bedroom to the cuisine was lined with rose petals. As she walked into the cuisine she saw a surprise breakfast too. Pancakes; her favorite. As she was eating, Paris and Prince walked up to her, “Hey guys how are you?” Brooke a dit hugging them both.
“Daddy a dit to give toi a Kiss when toi wake up,” Paris a dit as her and Prince kissed Brooke on her cheek.
“Aww thank toi so much. I l’amour toi both,”
“I l’amour toi too,” Prince said.
“No I do Prince,” Paris said
“Hey hey, toi both can l’amour me like I l’amour you. Listen, why don’t toi guys go play with your nanny and I’ll rejoindre toi after I get dressed, huh?”
“Yay!” Prince and Paris a dit in unison.
Brooke spent the jour playing with the children until Michael got accueil at 5pm. When he got home, Brooke ran into his arms and kissed him, “Hi there beautiful, how’d toi like your little surprises this morning?”
“I loved them Michael. But not as much as I l’amour you,”
“Well then why don’t toi go get changed in to that sexy black dress of yours that I l’amour so much and meet me back down here in half an hour. I’m taking toi out tonight.”
“Okay then sweetie. Only if toi wear something sparkly.” Brooke said, giving him a quick kiss.
Once they were ready, Michael drove out to the most beautiful place Brooke had ever seen. Nothing but fields, filled with trees and flowers. They walked down a candle-lit path (prepared earlier par Michael) to a big white gazebo with a picnic blanket lied down on the ground, covered in all of their favori foods. They spent hours there. Before they left, Michael pulled out a present from his pocket. Brooke opened the box to see a beautiful or chain collier that summed up their life in six words, “Life is like a l’amour song.” Brooke was over-joyed and held Michael tight. When they got home, Michael carried Brooke to their bedroom, laid her down on the bed, kissed her and closed the door behind them so they wouldn’t be disturbed.
Part 8 coming up soon. Sorry it was a little short.
Brooke thought about what she had just read, “Make it up to toi tonight? He didn’t mean... no... Oh my goodness, he did. Hehehe...”
She opened the door to yet plus surprises. The pathway from the bedroom to the cuisine was lined with rose petals. As she walked into the cuisine she saw a surprise breakfast too. Pancakes; her favorite. As she was eating, Paris and Prince walked up to her, “Hey guys how are you?” Brooke a dit hugging them both.
“Daddy a dit to give toi a Kiss when toi wake up,” Paris a dit as her and Prince kissed Brooke on her cheek.
“Aww thank toi so much. I l’amour toi both,”
“I l’amour toi too,” Prince said.
“No I do Prince,” Paris said
“Hey hey, toi both can l’amour me like I l’amour you. Listen, why don’t toi guys go play with your nanny and I’ll rejoindre toi after I get dressed, huh?”
“Yay!” Prince and Paris a dit in unison.
Brooke spent the jour playing with the children until Michael got accueil at 5pm. When he got home, Brooke ran into his arms and kissed him, “Hi there beautiful, how’d toi like your little surprises this morning?”
“I loved them Michael. But not as much as I l’amour you,”
“Well then why don’t toi go get changed in to that sexy black dress of yours that I l’amour so much and meet me back down here in half an hour. I’m taking toi out tonight.”
“Okay then sweetie. Only if toi wear something sparkly.” Brooke said, giving him a quick kiss.
Once they were ready, Michael drove out to the most beautiful place Brooke had ever seen. Nothing but fields, filled with trees and flowers. They walked down a candle-lit path (prepared earlier par Michael) to a big white gazebo with a picnic blanket lied down on the ground, covered in all of their favori foods. They spent hours there. Before they left, Michael pulled out a present from his pocket. Brooke opened the box to see a beautiful or chain collier that summed up their life in six words, “Life is like a l’amour song.” Brooke was over-joyed and held Michael tight. When they got home, Michael carried Brooke to their bedroom, laid her down on the bed, kissed her and closed the door behind them so they wouldn’t be disturbed.
Part 8 coming up soon. Sorry it was a little short.
My History Starts when i was 4 years old and my parents were whatching tv and then appears Thriller on Tv.
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his musique vidéos (i specially fell in l’amour with the "Bad" musique video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's musique for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in l’amour with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my Friends that i l’amour MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his musique vidéos (i specially fell in l’amour with the "Bad" musique video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's musique for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in l’amour with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my Friends that i l’amour MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
It all started when I was 7 years old. Somewhere in the mois of June ou July, I got news that Michael Jackson had died. I didn't care much at that time. Life went on as usual for me. Them my dad upgraded his car and one jour gave me a lift in it. I turned on the musique player. The first song? Thriller(the song). I fell in l’amour with it...
Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had plus songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my cœur, coeur forever...
Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had plus songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my cœur, coeur forever...