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Heavy rain was flooding the grounds of Neverland, angrily slamming against the closed windows of your room. You wanted to look outside but were afraid to approach the windows for you had the feeling they were gonna break into many pieces any second soon. You kept your distance instead and watched from the middle of the room. The windows were big so you were still able to see what was going on outside. The sky looked like a roaring see but instead of water, it consisted of thick grey and black clouds that created a curtain of heavy rain, pouring the grounds of the city. The wind howled like a whole pack of hungry wolves, helping the rain spread its thick curtains evenly all over the ground and bending the trees at the ranch, leaving them naked by blowing away with its strength their juicy, green leaves. It was a wild storm.

You don't remember seeing a storm like that in your life ever before! You decided to put out the candles and curl into a ball between the warm sheets. Yes, candles. The electricity in the whole Neverland ranch has been damaged for about 3 hours now.

It was around 11pm now and you were a little scared... Wild storm, no electricity and only you in the house that in this state looked scary. Well, Michael was there too, in his room but ever since the little argument you had about Bill's phone number which was 5 days ago, he hasn't said a single word to you. Almost every day you tried to start a conversation with him but without success - he'd always find a way out of it. Seemed like he was angry but how would you know for sure, the man won't open his mouth for you. First, you hated each other and fight, then there was this period when you were good friends, now he's acting like a child that won't speak because you took a toy from him... what was next?

This night was indeed not going well for you. Courtney went over to Stacy's house after school since they have an important biology exam next week and they wanted to study together, this left you alone with the non speaking Michael. He came back from work, walked in, completely ignoring you, had his dinner, and when you tried to talk to him he called for the maid and begun explaining her that she needed to thoroughly clean his room tomorrow. He was pretending you were not in the room or house. In the end you got tired of it and locked yourself in your room alone. That's when the storm started and shortly afterwards, your lamp and TV turned off, your whole room became dark and you went downstairs to see what was going on. The bodyguards were in the living room with Michael who was dressed in his pajamas, holding a big candle in his hand "Seems like the strom has damaged everything Mr. Jackson, now Neverland is without electricity!" the bodyguards said to him. "Well, there's nothing we can do now. We'll wait till tomorrow and then we'll fix it.". "Miss YN, we advice you to stay in the house, the storm is wild and don't open the windows!" the bodyguards gave you advice. You thanked them and went back to your room. Michael ignored you again... nothing new for the last 5 days.

However, you never thought Neverland could be this dark. You were laying in your bed with your head  under the sheets, listening to the wind and rain, thinking about Michael and what he said to you. That night, in this same room, you asked him why won't he let you be happy and his reply was "The same question at you..." then he left. Ever since, not a single word for you from his mouth. What did he mean? You won't let him be happy? But this doesn't make sense! Not at all! What was he talking about? You were so confused... Then, suddenly someone opened your room slowly and gently. You heard a whisper

"You sleepin'?" it was Michael. So he finally spoke! After 5 days of not he decides to just come and speak? You felt like clapping but kept your cool instead.
"No."
"It's a wild storm outside, isn't it?" he whispered.
"Yes." you were kind of ignoring him. You didn't even pull the sheets from your head when talking.
"I'm ahh..... a little scared.. of the storm. It looks even wilder from my room... so I was thinking... may I stay here until it's over?"
"Yes." you couldn't say no, after all, it was his house. Besides, he was gonna go lay down on the couch, there was absolutely no problem. And let's confess it... you were hell scared too! If Courtney was here, you'd be in her bed right now holding her tightly. You didn't wanna be alone in this enormously big room during the storm, that's why you were happy Michael came.

He quetily closed the door behind him and came in the room. You could hear him tip toeing towards the couch but then realized the couch was not where he was headed to....

You felt your bed jiggle as he sat on it, then felt him pull the sheets from behind your back, covering his body with them and making himself comfortable in your bed. You felt warmess on your back as he laid behind you and placed his body close next to yours. Your back was next to his chest. His face was buried in your hair and his legs, touching yours. You froze.

The sound of the howling wind and pouring rain was strong. Your heart started racing in your chest. It was good he was facing your back because if not, he would have heard your heart.

You didn't dare move a single inch. He was still too. You felt his breath on your neck. It made you shiver.

"Last time I remember a storm like this was when I was a little kid.." he whispered, obviously trying to start a conversation but you didn't say anything. So now he wanted to talk? After a while like this he went on "Are you sleeping?" for a few seconds you didn't say anything "YN?"
"So... I see you can talk." he remained silent for a moment. Only the sound of rain hitting the windows filled the room.
"I'm sorry about that..." he whispered almost inaudible. "I was wrong to.... you know... pretend you don't exist." the sound of rain again. After a minute he continued "It didn't work... no matter how hard I tried..." you didn't say anything. He was talking strange things again. "YN?"
"Yes?"
"Aren't you gonna tell me?"
"Tell you what?" God he was talking in your neck... his breath was tickling you.
"If you forgive me?" you sighed.
"I forgive you.."
"Really?" his voice brightened up.
"Yes." you really did because you felt he was sincere. And you didn't know why but you couldn't go on without him talking to you anymore.
"Thank you..." his lips formed a smile in your neck.
"So you got scared by the storm?" you asked him.
"A little.." he was shy. "You didn't?"
"I did too... especially when it cut the electricity.."
"Yeah... it's even worse from my room, you know, because it has more windows..."
"Yes. I hope it will be over soon.."
"Me too. They talked about a storm coming on the news but didn't say anything about THIS!" then you heard the loudest thunder explode in the sky.
"AHHH" you jumped in bed.
"You ok?"
"Yes, it's just I hate thunders, I've always been afraid of them.. I feel like they're gonna break the house in two.."
"It's ok that won't happen. The house is very strong and resistant to storms, earthquakes and anything else you can think of.."
"Good to know... Before you moved in here, did you live with your parents?"
"Yes.."
"Will you tell me more about them?" he was silent, seemed like he didn't like this topic.
"What do you wanna know?" but still he was willing to tell you. Maybe you got under his skin?
"Well... when you told me about them and that they want your money..."
"Yeah?"
"When I saw them at your party last Saturday, they looked very nice!"
"Of course they did! But you should see them when they're not around people. In show business you have to present yourself in the best way possible. My mother is good, to me she's perfection. My brothers... well, they have their own lives but my father he..." he didn't finish so you asked him.
"What about him?" he sighed.
"You know nothing about my childhood..."
"True. You wanna tell me?"
"I'm afraid to.."
"Why?"
"Maybe we can talk about it some other time.."
"Okay..." you didn't want to force him talk about it. After like a few minutes of silence and listening to the storm he
"He would hit me..." what was he talking about?
"Who?"
"Joseph. He would beat me.."
"Why?" he sighed.
"I don't know..he was very strict, sturn, old-fashioned and maybe I was his golden child... I don't know but he would beat me to the point where it got abusive.." Michael was saying serious stuff and you felt you had to turn around to face him. You took his hand in yours
"I'm really sorry..."
"It's ok. I remember when I was a little kid all I did was work, work and work. If it wasn't recording a new album, it was a show. If it wasn't a show, it was a photoshoot. Always working." his voice was sad.
"That's terrble to do to a child.."
"I know... that's why I built the zoo and the amusement park, and have all those kids come here. I'm trying to bring back my childhood..." his voice became deep and his eyes sad. You tried to change the topic, you didn't want to hurt him anymore. You shouldn't have started this conversation...
"Well, my father wasn't any better.."
"But at least you managed to escape from him!" you giggled and saw Michael brighten up a little.
"Yeah, you're right! But that wasn't easy at all! I never told Courtney but... I was so scared to leave him! I was frightened! I was going into the unknown with a little kid by my side but today I'm so happy I did it!"
"I understand what you mean and I admire you for raising her all by yourself."
"Thank you." you smiled and he smiled back. Another loud thunder. "AHHH"
"It's ok, I'm here!" he held your hand.
"Do you wanna have children one day?" you asked him out of the blue.
"YES! That's my dream to have kids and family of my own and to take care of them and love them and... to be loved..." you giggled. "What's so funny?" he asked you.
"Nothing, I just imagined you with few babys in your hand!"
"And that's funny?"
"Yes! You changing diapers, running around with them, feeding them..."
"I'd love to do that..." after a little pause you said
"So why haven't you... done it?"
"Do what?"
"Get married, have kids... you know."
"Well, it's complicated. Like I've told you before, the women I've been with didn't want to have anything serious with me.... and then my career.."
"Those women are all stupid." you looked him in the eyes. He smiled. "Go on!"
"Go on?"
"Yes, you wanted to say something..."
"Oh yes, but you distracted me and I forgot what it was..." you distracted him?
"Something about your career..."
"Oh yes. It's hard to have a relationship with a woman when you're... me. They don't understand the business and question me all the time like why do I have to do certain things and-" you cut him off.
"Michael, it's not hard to understand especially, for a woman who loves you. Those women didn't understand you or try to make it work. This means they didn't really love you."
"I think you're right."
"I am!" you smiled. "One day you'll find the one that truly loves you and she'll be ready to do anything for you! She'll not only understand you but support you and help you be... Michael Jackson if you know what I mean... she'll give you children and everyday when you get back from work, she'll welcome you home with eagerness, love and warmness. And so untill you grow old together but even then, you'll still be the one for her! Till death part you..." you smiled.
"Wow..." was all he managed to say. "I didn't know you were so romantic!"
"What? Don't be stupid, I'm not!" he arched his eyebrow. "Fine! I am, you got me." he giggled.
"There's nothing wrong with being romantic and besides, I'm kind of the same.."
"You are?"
"Yes! I even think I'm overdoing it sometimes...."
"Hahahaha"
"Yeah! And maybe that's one of the reasons why women always dump me!"
"It is?"
"Yes... it's horrible..."
"Hahahaha" you were laughing.
"Why you laughing, it ain't funny!"
"I'm not laughing at you and your romantic side, I just..."
"What?"
"Well..."
"Tell me, girl!"
"When I was little, I used to dream about marrying a man like you..."
"Like me?"
"Yes, romantic and nice..."
"Really?" he asked you.
"Yes! I'm not joking!" after a pause "It's funny how sometimes, people get the things you've always wanted and don't appreciate them..." oh God, what did you just say!
"I agree..." he looked deep into your eyes and you felt like he was reading your mind or something like that and the weird things you said, you didn't want him to think that you're hitting on him... so you  had to change the topic.
"T-That's why I wanted to call Bill... he seemed the kind of man for me..."
"He? I thought I-" he stopped and changed his sentance "Well, if you still want to call him, I have his number so..."
"What? You're gonna actually give me his number?" you didn't believe it.
"I will. I'm still against it and I don't like him but if that's what you want..."
"Thank you, Michael." he didn't reply.
"Tell me more about your boyfriends!"
"Oh God..."
"Please!" he made the puppy dog face.
"Okay. I've only had one boyfriend and he was terrible. I thought he loved me but he didn't.. He was like my father and he left me and hurt me and ever since I decided to give up on men."
"Give up on men?"
"Yes, 'cause I thought they were all the same..."
"Does that mean you think differently now?"
"It does! You showed me men can be different.." he blushed and looked down. "I haven't had someone to love me in a long time so that's why I want to have someone now..."
"I understand. But I don't think Bill is the man for you.."
"I'll see about that. By the way, why don't you like him?"
"I just... have a bad feeling for him."
"You have bad feeling? And because of one feeling you had to do all that and remain angry with me for 5 days?"
"Well... to tell the truth... I might have gotten a little jealous too."
"Hahaha, really?"
"Yeah... don't get me wrong, I'd just hate it if he stole you away from me... I mean your friendship!"
"He won't! Besides, I bed I can't fight with him the way I do with you!" you joked. He laughed at your joke.
"That's right, girrrl!"

You were sleepy and yawned.

"You sleepy?" Michael asked you.
"Yes, a little."
"Do you want me to leave you alone and go back to my room?"
"NO! The storm is still wild, I'm scared to be alone!" he smiled, obviously happy with your decision. "Well, then... Goodnight!"
"Goodnight." you turned around so that your back would face him again and snuggled down in the sheets. After a while you were almost asleep until the sound of a loud thunder woke you up, causing you to jump "AHH"
"It's alright, I'm right here..." he whispered and you felt him place his hand around your waist, moving his body closer to yours. He was warm and soft... made you feel safe.
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