Michael jackson l’amour <3 niks95

Michael jumped up and ran toward were he heard the screaming girl. He found me with a couteau in my shoulder; Michael called 911 and carried me into his room. He called Kaying from the front desk. She sprinted into Michael’s room to see what condition I was in. “She’s fading fast” a dit Kaying. Kaying tapped the knife; I let out a cry of pain, Michael held my hand. When the paramedics arrived Michael kissed my forehead, and started to cry. Kaying couldn’t ours to go so Michael volunteered. He knew he had to stay strong and not lose it. The paramedics tried to loosen up the knife, but...

Michael woke up at 6:00. "Well I guess I woke up a little early today." He says to himself. Michael was feeling better now. The women he was in l’amour with was ok. But still...He was wondering how I was going to react to what he was going to tell me. "I..I..I..can't do it." He says to himself in tears. Michael was just sitting in his lit worrying how Mccala would respond. "What if...What...If..She doesn't.." He says unable to finish his own sentence because of himself crying. "Wait...I should try...I have to...It's now ou never." He says to himself. Michael just gets up after a few minutes and...

Michael takes my hand and guides me into his home. "Wow your house is beautiful Michael." I a dit with a smile. "Why Thank toi Mccala." He replys with delight. "I'm glad you're here Mccala." He says in kind of a nervous and worried tone. "Is anything wrong Michael?" I ask with concern. "No everything is fine." He smiles. "Um ok then." I reply. Michael walks towards the cuisine then he sees someone very familar. "Mccala can toi give me a minute?" He asks. "Sure." I reply. Michael walks over to this guy and talks to him. "What were toi thinking?" "Why did toi invite that girl over there?" He says...