Michael and Tatum at the party
One jour Michael is in his living room watching the "three stooges" on tv, the phone rings. Michael quickly réponses thinking its houx calling him back. He answers. "Hello!" It turns out Its not houx but Tatum o'Neal. "Hi Michael its me Tatum!" "Oh yes how nice to hear from you." "You to, listen I was wondering if toi would like to go to a party with me tonight?" "Gee I don't know?" "Oh come on it will be fun! Besides I don't want to go all par myself." Michael thinks for a moment, "sure why not." "Oh great! I will pick toi up at seven." "Okay see toi then." "You to, bye." "Bye."
They go out, and of course there is a lot of paparazzi. They all snap dozens of pictures of them dancing, and having a good time. Little did Michael think that the suivant jour they would make front page news. When Michael got up the suivant morning it read, "Michael Jackson and Tatum o'Neal boyfriend and girlfriend!" Michael says to himself "oh no! I hope houx doesn't see this." But unfortunately she did. When she read the article about how, "last night Michael and Tatum could not keep their hands off each other." houx starts to cry and she throws the article across the room. She says to herself "how can he do this to me!?" She is sitting on her lit with her knees up to her chest and is crying so hard. All of a sudden her door swings open its Kate.
She sees houx crying. "Sis what's wrong?" she says concerned. houx is trying to stop crying, but she can't. "Nothing, everything is just ducky!" Kate sits suivant to her on her bed, "come on tell me." "Well two weeks il y a remember toi were on a date, and mom and dad couldn't pick me up. So Michael took me accueil and he..." Kate starts to look concerned, "what did he do something to you!?" "No! He kissed me and... I liked it, and I went to Kiss him and started saying that I was two young and all this crap!" "Yea so, whats the big deal?" "Go pick up that magazine." "What?" "Just go pick it up." She goes and picks it up, "Oh, I see now. But houx do toi really believe this, it could just be a made up story?" "Kate don't see them holding hands and laughing and having a great time! The tabloids didn't make that up!" "Holly come on don't be that way." "You know what it does not matter anymore." houx looks at the clock, "hey can toi drive me to the studio? Quincy wants me to be their at three-thirty." "Sure come on."
Kate drives houx at the studio, after a couple of hours they record a couple of songs. On the last take of the one song houx asks, "can I go to the restroom real quick?" Quincy says, "sure girl go ahead." "Thanks i'll just be a minute." She goes to the restroom. Meanwhile Michael goes into the studio to drop off a folder for Quincy. "Hey smelly, toi got my folder?" "Yea here toi go." "Thank you. salut did toi fix that part of 'Don't Stop 'Til toi Get Enough'?" "Almost i'm still trying to get the beat down, but its almost there." "Good you'll bring it in tomorrow?" "Yea if its finished." Quincy starts to laugh "believe me I know toi will have it done par tonight." houx walks back into the studio. MIchael and houx look at each other, houx just turns around and walks back out.
Michael goes after her, "Holly wait!" Stop!" He grabs her arm, "Holly stop!" "Why!" "Because I want to talk to you." "About what, what do toi have to say to me!?" "That the article toi read today about me and Tatum was totally taken out of context." houx shakes her in disagreement. "Please stop shaking your head at me! Listen, yes it is true Tatum did call me to go to a party with her. But we are not boyfriend, and girlfriend!" "That is taureau, bull MICHAEL!!!" "That's no way for a little girl to talk." houx starts crying and screams at him, "AND THAT'S ALL I'LL EVER BE TO toi ISN'T IT, A LITTLE GIRL!!!!" "Holly please come down." " toi know what your problem is Michael, your ashamed to be seen with me!" "No i'm not." "Yes toi are! toi would much rather be seen out in public with Tatum rather than with me, because your afraid of what people will think!" Michael starts to get agatated. "Well wouldn't you! I mean good God Holly, your built like a brick ship yard and if people saw us plus than Friends their goona think the wrong things." "But don't toi want me the way a guy wants a girl?" "Oh Holly, I have always wanted toi that way. And for so long i've tried to put it out of my mind, but I never could."
They both become silent. Michael looks at her, "I just wish toi could understand were i'm coming from." houx shruggs her shoulders, "Well I guess there is nothing plus to say." She starts to walk back to the recording booth. Michael says outloud, "Oh screw this!" He gets her turns her around, and gives a big kiss. After a few secondes Michael breaks it. They just are gazing into each others eyes, then houx kisses him. They take a long passionate kiss. He wispers to her "please don't be mad at me anymore." She gives him another long kiss. "Does that look like i'm mad anymore." They Kiss again, but houx breaks it. "Listen I need to get back to the studio." "Okay, i'll call toi tonight." He kisses her again. She says to him, "can't wait!" They kiss, and houx runs back to the studio. Michael has the biggest smile on his face, and walks back to his car.
A mois goes par and Michael and houx have been spending a lot of time together. They go to the movies, eat, ou just spend time together talking. They make out quite a lot too. But they decided to keep their relationship a secert for now, because they know if the parents find out they will be in big trouble. One night Michael drives houx back to her house. No one is accueil so they can say their goodbyes (which is usually making out.) houx looks at him, "I had a great time tonight." "Me too I l’amour going to the films with toi because toi add your own commentary to it!" houx starts to laugh, "well toi got to make toi own fun." MIchael looks at her and tucks some hair behind her ear, "your so beautiful." They start to make out. But suddenly the passanger car door swings open. Michael and houx quickly stop and houx gasps "Mom...!"
Stay tuned to find out what happens next.
