Michael and I sit and play card games and listen to his favorite artist of all time James Brown. "Dang why do you win all the time Michael?!" Playfully tossing the cards at him. "Because I'm just that good at it. It takes skills." As he winked at me. "Smh show off." I mumbled while laughing. "Ohhh don't be a sore loser." He teased back. "And don't be a sore winner I'll win the next round just you wait. " We tackled each other until I realized I was on top of him. Michael smirks with out saying a word. I covered my mouth in embarrassment and quickly got off his lap. After all we just good friends. But he is still is a flirt as usual that's just his personality. "Hey why you are so quiet? What are you thinking about?" He snapped out of staring into space. "Oh uh nothing. I was just day dreaming." He said smiling. "Come on tell me what's going on." He sighed. " You know I think it's time to tell you. And as a friend I think you deserve to know." I looked at him worried. "What do you mean?" Michael grabs my hand and we walk into the bathroom. "Why are we in here? Just wait outside for a while. I'll be back." I walked out and closed the door. Later on he slightly opens the bathroom door. "Before you look at me. You might be shocked. Or even scared or run away. For years nobody has ever seen me in this way. Accept for my family. This is what I've been wanting to tell you. My deepest darkest secret. And hopefully you'll still be my friend after you look." He takes my hand and I am back in the bathroom with him. He looks down. "Look at my reflection in the mirror." I look up to see a different Michael the Michael I didn't know. "Michael what happened to you? Who did this to your face?" Michael looked back down at the floor. "Nobody did anything to it I was born this way. It just got worse over time as I got older. If you don't wanna be friends with me anymore I'll understand. As a friend of mine I thought i'd tell because I couldn't hide this any longer." I lift up his face gently until we make eye contact. "Michael we will still be friends no matter what. You might not like how you look but I appreciate your honesty. Because even though you are the king of Pop. You are still Michael Jackson. I still love you the way you are. But it isn't going to change our friendship. You are the most handsome man I know. You just have to believe that yourself." Michael smiles and blushes and we both hug. "I'm happy to call you my friend." Michael says. Michael puts his makeup back on before he comes out again.