Carter's POV

Three days later, it was finally Thanksgiving. Me and Michael made the decision that we would host dinner at Neverland instead of my house, just because Neverland has more space.

My mom and dad had come down from Calabasas and my mom was helping me out in the kitchen while Michael and my dad were off somewhere doing whatever.

"Didn't you say that dinner started at 1?" My mom asked me while she cut celery. "Its almost 1:30."

"Yeah, I did but all Jacksons are late so no reason to panic mommy," I told her.

"Still, you'd think that they'd at least call," she rolled her eyes.

I put down the knife I was holding and turned to face her. "Mommy, I'm asking you, no I'm begging you, please be nice today."

"I'm going to be nice. What makes you think I'm not going to be nice?"

"You're furrowing your eyebrows. You only do that when you're irritated," I explained.

She stopped and looked at me. "Please mommy. I'm already stressed enough with Joseph coming, I don't need anything to go wrong." I told her.

"Alright, alright," she sighed, making me smile. "But only because you're my only child."

I squealed. "Aww, thank you mommy." I hugged her tightly. Just then, the doorbell rang. I jogged to the door and smoothed down my dress before pulling the door open.

"Hey darling," Katherine greeted me. She held her arms open and I moved into them, hugging her tight.

"Hey mama Katherine. How are you?" I asked as I pulled away from her.

"I'm good, sweetie." I opened the door wider and she stepped in, Joseph following behind her.

"Hello Carter," he said gruffly.

I swallowed roughly and nodded towards him. "Joseph," I replied. I closed the door behind them and Michael walked up to us.

"Hello Mother, Joseph," he said as he hugged his mom. I loved seeing Michael and Katherine together. Michael cherished and worshipped his mother and she treated him the same.

"Hi Michael. You ok?" She rubbed his cheek with her palm.

He nodded. "I'm great Mother." She raised an eyebrow at him and he nodded. She then smiled and patted his cheek.

"Umm, dinner should be ready in a couple of minutes," I spoke up. "You guys can head into the dinning room."

"Ok. Thank you Carter." She said. She slipped off her jacket and I took it from her. Joseph took off his jacket and handed it to Katherine, who handed it to me. They walked off to the dinning room and I was about to go down the hall to put their jackets away when Michael grabbed my arm.

"What Michael?" I smiled once I saw the smirk on his face.

"Let me take those, I'll put them away."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. You've done enough today. Let me help you."

I smiled and handed him the jackets and he draped them over one of his arms.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look today?" He grabbed one of my hands and held them in his.

I had on a white lace dress that was long sleeved, and reached my knees. My makeup was very minimal and my hair was in a sleek ponytail.

"No, you didn't," I answered.

"Well, you look absolutely incredible. I can't believe how lucky I am sometimes."

I blushed and looked down. His hand cupped my chin and raised my head so that I was looking at him again.

"I mean it Carter. I love you."

"I know you do. I love you too Applehead." I stood on my tip toes and kissed him softly.

"I'm gonna go put these away and I'll meet you in there, ok?" He asked.

I nodded and watched as he disappeared down the hall. I walked into the dining room and saw Katherine and Joseph already at the table.

"Mom?" I called out.

"I'm finishing up in the kitchen. I'll be right out." She yelled back.

"Where's dad?" I asked.

"I'm right here sweetie," he said, walking into the room. He walked over to me and kissed me on the forehead.

"Daddy, this is Katherine and Joseph, Michael's parents. This is my father, Andre."

"Its nice to meet you Andre," Katherine smiled.

"Its nice to meet you as well Katherine," my dad said. Joseph just nodded and my dad nodded back. My mom came out of the kitchen, carrying a platter of mashed potatoes. After she set it down, she looked towards Katherine.

"You must be Katherine, right? I'm Teresa, Carter's mom."

"Yes, I am. Its nice to meet you," she stuck her hand out and my mother shook it.

"You as well." My mom looked at Joseph. "And you're Joseph?"

He nodded. My mom held her hand out. "Nice to meet you."

Joseph looked down at my mom's hand then back up at her. My mom cocked her eyebrow and pulled her arm back. Just then, Michael walked into the room.

"Is dinner ready? I'm starving," he announced loudly. He noticed the quietness in the room and frowned slightly. "Everything ok?"

"Its fine," I smiled softly. "Everyone sit down. Mom, help me with the food please?"

She nodded and we walked back into the kitchen.

"Strike 1, Carter. Who's just rude enough to not shake someone's hand?" She commented as she picked up the macaroni.

"Mom, please don't go ape. That's just how he is. Remember your promise."

"Ok, ok." She walked back into the dining room. I picked up the turkey and carried it into the room, setting it on the table before I sat down. My parents sat on one side of the table, Michael's parents on the other side, and me and Michael sat at the heads of the table.

"Mother, could you say grace?" Michael asked.

She smiled and nodded. "Everyone bow your heads." We did as told. "Dear God, thank you for allowing us to fellowship together as we spend this day reflecting upon all of the blessings that you have given us. We hope that you continue to rain down your blessings onto us. In Jesus name, amen."

"Amen," everybody said and we started to pass the food around. After everyone had filled their plates up, Katherine started up the conversation.

"Its so nice to actually be able to spend a holiday with you, Michael. You're always working."

"I know mother," he smiled and reached over to touch her hand. "After this tour, I'll be taking a break and we can all spend more time together."

"I know you work a lot Michael," my father spoke up, "but just how often are gone?"

"Umm, well I'm always writing and recording new material but I don't have to leave to do that because I have a studio here. Whenever I release an album, I do tour to help promote it but that's fairly standard of any artist." He answered.

"But you've been on tour so long already, from what Carter told us," my mom said.

"Yeah but that's only because I have such a big portfolio of songs that are popular with the fans that I can't leave any of them out, which leads to a long show and a long tour."

"But what about when you and Carter here have children? You're surely gonna stop touring then." Katherine stated.

I stopped eating and looked up at Michael, who was looking right back at me for help.

"I would never ask Michael to stop touring because I know that its something that he loves to do," I smiled. "Maybe we'll even take the kids on the road with us. Who knows?"

"Michael will never take your bastard children on the road with him."

We all looked over at Joseph, who had a look of extreme anger on his face. I then looked over at my parents, who's faces looked exactly like Joseph's. Aww, shit. All hell is about to break loose.

Sorry for not updating but as a junior in high school, I've had so much work to do to make sure I stay on track. However, Im gonna try to start updating more regularly. Please comment, vote, and add this story to your libraries. Thanks guys ✌.