Short stories where Michael Jackson is the ideal, romantic, kind, caring and most handsome man that ever walked the earth (well he Was all that and much more so this book just takes him as he was and just places him in different imaginary contexts)...
Ding, the private elevator door opens, I get in and press 20 and the round circle lights up. One of the perks of being an investment banker is being able to afford these expensive penthouses.
As a child neither me nor anyone who knew me could have guessed that I would one day be an investment banker. I was just too naughty for such a serious job like this. As a child I was infamous for pulling pranks on unsuspecting people so much so that after a while anytime my sister found spiders in the cookie jar or the guests were served salty coffee, one could hear my name being screamed in different octaves
I missed my childhood and the freedom it gave me to be carefree and wild, now life had tamed me down. I was absorbed in thought and fake self pity when the elevator door opened and a man walked in.
I looked up but because he was standing in front of me and very close to the door I couldn't see his face however his scent was alluring. The whole elevator smelt heavenly.
He was wearing a hat, red shirt and black pants with black penny loafers....wait, fedora, red shirt and penny loafers...could this man be who I think he is...how do I get him to turn around, should I cough wildly so that he turns around? Should I go forward and stand next to him, gently brush against his hand so that he looks at me?
Before I could put my *brilliant* plan into action the elevator jerked and then stopped. The light went off and I heard a soft high pitched shriek "aauuu"...
Vicks vaporub!!! It is Michael Jackson that auuu is undoubtedly his, the whole world knows it. But why did he scream?
"Aouch" he said again
"Are you ok?" I asked getting a little worried
"Yes, its just that you're squeezing my hand very tightly" he said with a giggle
"Oops" I said and immediately let go of his hand "sorry, I'm a little afraid of the dark" I apologized feeling embarrassed.
"It's ok, there must be an emergency light" he said moving towards me and randomly pressing any and every button on the elevator
Suddenly the lights came on and I saw Michael standing right before. We both stared at each other for a few minutes. He was gorgeous. Chiseled jaw, soft lose curls, beautiful smile, shapely eyes, sexy body...is this guy real or did Michaelangelo carve him out of a block of marble?
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"Guess we're going to be stuck here for a while" he said suddenly
"Guess so"
Silence again. It's true we are going to be here for sometime and I hadn't pulled anybody's leg for quite sometime now what if I prank Michael Jackson! It'll be so much fun.
I pull out my phone and get into action. I pretend like I'm calling my friend.
"Hello! Hi Annrose how are you? So listen up, I'm going to be a bit late for your party I'm stuck in the hotel elevator"
