February 13th 2005
Today is mine and Prince's 8th birthday and I don't think I've ever been excited for my birthday before until this year, I have a strong feeling that I may be getting a phone which I'm so excited about.
"Dad are you awake yet?" I ask knocking on his door and I hear footsteps getting closer and the door opens
"happy birthday Princess" Dad smiles and kneels down to my height and hugs me
"thank you, you're wearing my favourite button up" I smile looking at his blue button up shirt which he had for the way you make me feel short film.
"I know, I put it on just for you" he smiles
"thank you" I smile back and he stands back up
"well who wants presents?"
"mee" I smile and runs off downstairs
"happy birthday Elsie" Blanket says toddling over to me
"thank you" I kneel down and hug him
"it's my birthday soon"
"I know, how old are you gonna be?"
"I'm going to be 4" he smiles holding 4 fingers up
"you sure are" I smile back and I stand up
"happy birthday" Paris smiles hugging me
"thank you" I smile hugging back
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCE" I yell running towards him and hugging him tightly
"hey, no need to yell. Anyway happy birthday" Prince laughs hugging me back. I sit down next to the presents and wait for Dad to come into the room.
"alright you two, you can open them" he smiles, I instantly grab a smallish present
"omg, I love you so much Dad, thank you" I smile brightly and running over to hug him, I finally got a phone and it's an iphone.
"thanks Dad" Prince smiles then looks over at me "hey you got the white one"
"yeah, cause it doesn't matter if it's black or white" I sing
"#fangirl" Paris laughs
"hey, I am a fangirl and proud" I smile going back to the presents, after opening them all and giving Dad another hug I notice that he seems like he isn't himself, a little distracted maybe.
"hey, you ok?" Prince asks sitting next to me with his laptop
"yeah I'm fine" I smile
"you know you can't lie about feelings to me"
I look around to make sure it was only us "ok, Dad doesn't seem himself."
"what do you mean?"
"he's extremely cuddly, more than normal and the hugs last longer"
"probably cause it's our birthday and his little babies are growing up"
"yeah, you're probably right" I agree wanting to drop the subject but I'm gonna find out.
I set my phone up and add all the apps, as much as I wanted instagram I couldn't have it as Dad thinks I'm too young and wants me to wait until I'm older for saftey reasons and the same with twitter. I install a few editing apps, I seen before on Janet's Instagram that her fans makes edit and even Dad has fans that makes edits so I wanna do it too.
"Hey" Dad smiles sitting next to me
"hi" I smile back
"I got your text"
"did you like it?"
"I loved it, did you make it?"
"yeah"
"well it's beautiful"
"thanks"
"so you got it all set up then?"
"yeah"
"what music do you have?" Dad asks and I pass him the phone
"Michael Jackson
Jackson 5
Janet Jackson
3T.......anything that isn't the jackson family related?" He laughs
"yeah but it's all at the bottom of the list"
"The Beatles
Nirvana, I hope-"
"yes I got the good verisons with no bad words"
"good girl, lets see what else
Bee Gees, which are amazing
The Supremes
Bowling for Soup, haven't heard of them
Rolling Stones
Green Day
All Time Low
The Who
Bob Marley
you got some good artists there and a few I haven't heard of before, but my personal favourite is Michael Jackson"
"that's cause it's you" I laugh
"maybe, or it could be the fact my daughter has all of my songs on her phone"
"Dad, Janet, Tito and the boys are here" Paris yells from another room so me and Dad gets up to go and greet them.
Afew hours later whilst I was going to get a drink I heard Dad and Janet talking in the office
"does the kids know?"
"no, they can't know. but what if I do go down" Dad says,
down where? where is my Dad going? I shouldn't be doing this but I'm so worried about him so I listen in but after a few minutes I hear footsteps so I run to the kitchen. I'm so confused, this man called Tom Sneddon or whatever his name is apparently out to get Dad, but why is that worrying him? everyone is out to get him cause he's famous.
I stay calm I can't have Prince questioning me, I make a drink and walk back to a room where everyone is. I keep an eye on Dad all day whilst trying to act normal but it is hard, I can't just straight up ask him cause he would know that I was listening into his conversation which I didn't mean to do I'm just worried.
"night Princess" Dad smiles tucking me in
"night Dad, I love you"
"I love you most"
"no I do"
"I do"
"we both do" I smile
"yeah, sweet dreams"
"you too and thank you for my presents I love them"
"you're welcome" he smiles and walks out the room
he seemed him normal self again this afternoon and evening so I guess Prince was right.
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