"So (Y/N)! You have to see what Michael bought me today!" Luisa cheers dreamily as she speaks of her boyfriend.
You chuckle lightly and sit down beside her on the sofa. "Well...do show me," you smile.
Luisa brings out a small velvet box and opens it to display a beautiful pair of pearl earrings. You gasp at the sight and cover your mouth.
"Beautiful aren't they?" she says with a wide grin.
"Yeah," you nod in agreement.
Luisa, your dearest friend and your flatmate, was dating Michael Jackson. They'd met when she had unknowingly bumped into him while at a bookstore a year ago. She'd been at the bookstore to pick up a list of novels you'd noted down for her because you were sick and couldn't move that day.
So unluckily for you, you didn't get to meet the one man you'd adored as a music icon for years but your best friend captivated his heart - and you were happy for her because she was just as intrigued by him as he was by her.
During the year that she'd been dating him, she hadn't once introduced him to you because he'd asked her not to make their relationship public as yet - however, you knew about them way before they'd started dating because Luisa told you everything. The problem was that Michael didn't know you knew...in fact, he didn't even know you.
Today, however, was the day that you'd get to meet Michael Jackson - your best friend's boyfriend. He was to come for dinner at you and Luisa's shared flat and the two of you were patiently waiting for him. Luisa had dressed up well for the occasion and you reckoned she looked stunning.
You, on the other hand, wore a simple dress with your hair styled neatly and you wanted to disappear when you saw how amazing Luisa looked.
Luisa, as always, convinced you that you looked great and didn't need to feel bad.
So here you two were, looking very different from one another, waiting for Michael Jackson.
It was quite interesting.
"He should be here now," Luisa mutters thoughtfully as she glances at the clock on the wall.
"He's probably a little busy. I'm sure he'll be here soon enough," you smile reassuringly and she ponders for a moment.
"Yeah," she nods. "Hey, do you think I should wear these earrings now?" she perks up a little, holding the blue velvet box gently.
"Yeah!" you smile brightly. "They'll look amazing on you. And besides," you smirk a little. "when he sees them on you.....he's going to drool,"
"No!" she giggles and you shrug.
"Just saying," you laugh softly and she stands up.
"I'll go put them on now," she makes her way upstairs. "If he arrives while I'm up here, then open the door will you?!" she yells from her room as I hear the door close.
You shake your head and chuckle softly. You could definitely see why Michael liked Luisa. She was quite an amazing human being.
Your eyes widen as soon as you hear a knock at the door. You grimace because you'd been praying that he didn't arrive whilst Luisa was upstairs - but like always, things never go your way.
You stand up and walk toward the front door, opening it slowly. You open it wider when you see Michael standing in front of you, looking rather handsome.
What the hell (Y/N)! He's your best friend's boyfriend! You scold yourself mentally.
"Hi," he smiles softly as he stands in front of you.
You stare for a moment before stepping aside, letting him in. "Hi," you smile nervously. "Come in,"
He enters and you close the door as he makes his way to the sofa and sits down.
"Luisa will be down in a minute," you say softly and he nods, his eyes scanning you.
"Okay," he smiles in acknowledgement and you notice that he's holding a gift bag in his large hand.
She is one lucky girl. You think to yourself.
You stand there awkwardly, not knowing how to make conversation. Well to be fair, Michael Jackson is in your living room - how would anyone react?
"Luisa!" you call suddenly. "He's here!"
"Coming!" you hear her respond from upstairs and you chuckle whilst making your way to the dinner table.
You adjust the plates properly and make sure that everything is neat and well laid out before you see Luisa rush down the stairs - donning the beautiful pearl earrings. You were right. She looked amazing in them.
"Hi," Michael smiles widely as he observes Luisa.
"Hi," she giggles as he pulls her in for a loving hug.
You watch them for a moment before looking away.
"Uh...guys," you say softly, interrupting their moment. "We should eat,"
"Oh yes!" Luisa giggles. "Sure," she says making her way over to the table. Michael stops her briefly to hand her the gift bag before following her to the dinner table.
"Aw, thank you," she smiles shyly as she kisses his cheek.
He chuckles lowly and keeps his eyes on the floor - most probably because he is shy around new people.
"Well," Luisa says as she clasps her hands together. "Let's get to it!"
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"And that's when I saw him for the first time," Luisa smiles as she recounts the day her and Michael first met.
All three of you had finished eating and were now sitting in the living room with a glass of wine each, talking about random things.
"Well..." you giggle, pretending that this is the first time you'd heard the story.
"Oh my God!" Luisa exclaims suddenly and your eyes widen. "I just realized that after all this time...I haven't introduced the two of you!"
"Oh!" you giggle. "Well.....I know who he is," you shrug as you look at him.
"And your name is (Y/N) right?" he raises an eyebrow as he focuses on you.
"Yes," you respond as the two of you lock gazes.
After a moment of staring at each other, you snap back to your senses and chuckle nervously.
"So there it is! We need not be introduced," you smile at Luisa and she rolls her eyes playfully.
"Whatever," she shakes her head.
She continues to talk but you don't hear anything because you find yourself staring at Michael....and shockingly, he's staring back at you. The two of you are unintentionally getting lost in each other's eyes - even though you're far apart. You soon realize that you've zoned out as you hear Luisa's sharp voice.
"(Y/N)!" she calls and your eyes snap toward her. "Are you okay?" she frowns.
You look back at Michael briefly to see him still focused on you. You swallow nervously and look back at your best friend.
"Yeah...just a little dizzy. I think the wine was too much for me," you lie and stand up. "I think I'm going to go to bed now,"
"Wait," Luisa stops you with a deep frown. "(Y/N), if you're dizzy then you shouldn't walk up the stairs. Do you want me to help you? You could fall," she fusses.
"No," you shake your head. "Besides, if I did fall or faint, you wouldn't be able to support me," you smirk and she shakes her head.
She seems very concerned about you..it makes you feel guilty.
"No," she insists. "I'm not letting you walk up those stairs (Y/N)...you look faint right now," she sighs then perks up with bright eyes. "Wait! Michael can carry you up," she looks at Michael and his eyes widen.
"What?" he whispers in slight shock.
"You can carry (Y/N) up the stairs right? You are a man. Please take her upstairs and put her to bed," she looks into his eyes pleadingly. "Then you can come back down and we'll spend some time alone," she smiles.
Oh God no...please. Don't say yes. Do.not.say.yes.
"Okay," he nods hesitantly.
He stands up and approaches you slowly and you gulp nervously. You see him set his arms underneath your thighs and over your back. He hoists you up bridal style and you play along just so that Luisa doesn't suspect anything.
Luisa waves him off to take you upstairs and he begins to climb the stairs, his eyes locked with yours the whole time.
"Here," you whisper as he stops in front of your room. "You can set me down now,"
"Well..." he shrugs lightly. "Luisa did ask me to put you to bed," he raises an eyebrow and you roll your eyes.
"I'm not dizzy Michael, you can set me down now," you scoff.
"But you honestly do look quite faint," he narrows his eyes in concern and you groan lightly.
"Fine, just open the door, set me down on the bed and leave...okay?" you whisper and he nods, opening your door to take you in.
He finally sets you down on your bed and the sudden movement results in him hovering over you with both his arms leaning on either side of you. You look up at him as you gasp at the sudden motion and his eyes are wide.
"Sorry," he whispers.
"It's fine," you whisper back.
You breathe for a moment then freeze as you realize that he hasn't moved.
"Well?" you raise an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to move?"
"Oh.." he nods quickly. "Yeah, sorry,"
Just as he is about to move, you pull him back by the collar.
"Wait," you say softly. "There's something on your shirt,"
You dust off a black thread - presumably from your dress- off his shirt collar and tap it lightly, indicating that you've removed whatever had been on his shirt.
Your eyes then move to his and you find yourself once again, getting lost in his eyes. As you continue to lose yourself, you fail to realize that the two of you are coming closer together.
His lips touch yours and as wrong as it is, you kiss him back.
You stare into his eyes with a mortified expression after the two of you pull away.
"We shouldn't have done that," you close your eyes, feeling guilt take over you.
"I'm sorry I-"
"It's fine," you shake your head. "Now go back downstairs before she suspects something," you wave him off.
He nods and stares at you for another moment before walking quickly out of your room, closing the door behind him.
You turn over in your bed and curl up into a ball.
I just kissed Michael Jackson. He is my best friend's boyfriend. It was the wrong thing to do.
I liked it.
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OKAY.
FIRST OF ALL...Luisa...I'm sorry.
I just had this idea so I wrote it down.
Pay no attention to it kay?
Anyways....do feel free ta leave me a comment or message letting me know what ya think yeah?🌈
Keep dreaming and keep being you!🦄
Peace!
Love, Flower🌸
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