Goodnight, Mr Jackson (A Michael Jackson Fan...
"Room service!" I shout. I walk in, Michael is completely naked.
"Do you invite all maids in to your hotel rooms Michael?" I say taking a sip of the tall flute of sparkling champagne.
"No. Only the ones that intrigue me," he replies. A slight smirk on his face, His drink left untouched.
"Why do I intrigue you?" I ask.
"I don't know..." he says smiling, "You just do."
I pull up my irritatingly itchy fishnet tights all the way up to my hip. Michael is watching closely. I turn to face him.
"Are you watching me pull up my tights because you're 'intrigued'. Or just because you like looking at my legs?" I ask chuckling.
"A bit of both really,".
In most five star hotels you find maids.
In a few five star hotels you find that Michael Jackson is staying there.
In one or two five star hotels they will meet.
In no five star hotels should they end they end up falling in love.
Lynn Ryan has wanted to be a performer all her life, never did she think that she'd end up working as a maid for a creepy boss and surrounded by slutty girls in fishnet tights. At the same time the worlds greatest entertainer will be staying in that very hotel and guess who's job it is to look after him.
I mean who isn't going to fall for a gorgeous, rich celebrity like Michael? Will the stubborn, hard to get playing Lynn fall for his charms?
Or will it be the other way round?
(Cover done by @MiloJackson)
A Michael Jackson Fanfiction