The Way You Make Me Feel - A Michael Jackson Love Story

Chapter 121 - The Big Bad Bang

  Michael's POV

I lay on my back staring at the ceiling, listening to Tatiana breath softly next to me in her drunken slumber. It was 3:45 am and the adrenaline from tonight still didn't show signs of wearing off-- which didn't bother me, so I could keep an eye on her. She slept pretty deeply, even though I had waken her a few times to take pain pills for her obvious hangover in the morning.  

After awhile my eyes slowly begin to close, before I feel something warm against my neck. "Michael--" 

I open my eyes slightly seeing Tatiana on top of me, her lips against my neck. "B-baby what--" before I can get my words out I feel her lips press against my neck kissing on me slowly, making my breath quicken as I instantly go weak to her touch. I close my eyes as her soft lips trail down to my sweet spot slowly, making me moan. 

"T-tat--" I moan out, struggling to snap out of it as I gently move her away. "Baby, let's go to sleep." 

"Why?" she mumbles before slowly leaning in again as I move away. 

"You're still drunk baby girl--" I whisper before rolling on top of her laying her back. "And you need to sleep." 

"But I need you." she whines softly as I blush deeply, chucking lowly. 

"And I want you too--"I whisper kissing her nose. "But I can't take you like this. I respect you too much. You need to sleep this off or you're gonna have a hangover in the morning." 

"Will you sing to me?" she asks softly as I smile gently laying down next to her. I gently pull her in my arms as she rest her head on my chest. 

"Hello, midnight lover, you're the one I adore
And I'll be thinking of you 'til the stars are no more
If it's cloudy or blue, I'll stay here with you
We'll make a wish, and then we'll kiss, our love forever true
Instead of going out to some restaurant, I'll stay here with you.."  

My mind begins to travel slowly as I watch Tatiana, her eyes slowly closing as I run my fingers through her hair. 

"And I'll be loving you, that's what I want to do
I'll be loving you, that's what I want to do..."  

Tatiana's POV

"Hmm...." I breathe in deeply, slowly opening my eyes. The morning sunlight peeks through the hotel curtains, making me squint and close my eyes. 

I slowly lift my head up before letting out a soft moan at the dull throbbing headache. "God.." I whisper softly holding my forehead, as I furrow my eyebrows painfully. 

I hear a soft sigh next to me as I look over. Michael was fast asleep laying on his back, my leg was draped over his waist his hand gently resting on my thigh. I look over at the dresser next to me smiling slightly seeing a glass of water and pain pills, that he must have set out last night for me to take. I slowly try to move out of his grasp and his grip suddenly tightens, his eyes suddenly fluttering open. 

"Good morning--" he mumbles in a deep, groggy voice as he rubs his eyes with his free hand. "How do you feel?"

"My head..." I mumble as I run a hand through my tangled curls. "What happened?"

He yawns sleepily. "You got drunk...don't you remember?"

The sun glares through the window more making me groan as I close my eyes. "I don't remember anything--"