[MJ Fanfiction] What Happened That Day

Part 35: Deep in thoughts

June's point of view 

We ate lunch in a little brasserie. It was very simple and friendly, I liked it a lot. People there were just so kind, they talked to us and tried to make some sentences in english. It was actually really funny to witness. Well, we're at the top of the Eiffel Tower right now, and the view is breathtaking. Paris is such a wonderfull city. I wish I could live there. I have to admitt that the weather here is not very hot and sunny all year long, but I don't care. Paris is amazing. For me, it is the definition of the beauty man can create. The architecture is breathtaking. The streets and the buildings have their own history, and I love this about a city. When you go to Paris, it's like the city itself is telling you its own story.The fashion, the drinks, the food... Eveything there is just perfect. That's what is so magical about this city. I really don't wanna leave this place. Michael's right on one point, Paris is my dream, and I shouldn't leave and ruin it. But my relationship with Michael and his career are so much more important than my own dreams. I don't want to lose him, and I don't want him to be preoccupied by me while he's touring. His next show is in Munich, and I'd love to go to Germany, too. Michael is going to meet his new manager there. Apparently his name is John Carson. He is American, and is in Germany for buisness, just as he told Michael. I hope this one's not a freak just as Frank was. I don't think I could deal with another crazy manager, just as Michael. I don't know if I should follow him there... I know that I actually work for him as his translator, but above all, I'm his girlfriend first, even if nobody know it yet. I should have a girl talk with Karen and Sheryl. I love these two women. They're funny and so carring...

"June?" Michael asked me, ripping me from my thoughts. "What are you thinking?"

Michael had his disguise on, and everytime I looked up at him, I couldn't help it but smile. He was just unrecognizable, as always. He really is the master of disguise. Of course Karen helped him with the make up, but the idea is all his. He had a baseball cap on with sunglasses and a false black thick beard. He was dressed with simple blue jeans and a sweater, which is not Michael's daily outfit... At all. 

"You know, just thinking about how beautiful Paris is... I wish I could live here." I honnestly said, looking at the distance. 

"Yeah, this place is amazing." He marked a short pause, and placed himself behind me, and wrapped his arms around me. I rested my hands on his, which were on my stomach. "I could stay here forever" He said. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as his chin was on my shoulder. 

I laughed through my nose, and rubbed his hands. I really was enjoying this moment with him, like every moment I spend with him, actually. This is why making a decision on whether to leave or stay is so hard for me. I don't wanna escape this dream. Fuck, speaking about dreaming, I really should stop thinking that much, Michael snapped me out of my thoughts for the second time in barely five minutes. 

"I'm sorry, Michael. I'm just... Distracted." I said, turning over to face Michael. 

"What's on your mind, baby girl?" He asked me, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. 

"A lot of things, actually." I sincerly answered. "We'll talk about this later, ok?" 

"Sure", Michael said, removing his hand from my face. He seemed nervous, I could hear it in his vocie. Is this situation making him nervous? There's something on his mind, I can feel it. But what? We're fine, right? I told him that I loved him, and that it is the reason why I'd leave. Maybe he's right, after all: If I leave it would make him even more nervous and worried. Argh, I can't take this situation anymore! I have to stay. Don't get me wrong, I want to stay too, but I don't want Michael to be distracted because of me again. Here I am again, still the same dilemma all over again. Great! I am staring at Michael like a freak because of those stupid thoughts running through my head.