Michael's point of view

"No, Frank. I can't, I'm busy." I sternly answered to my manager who was on the phone. 

"What is more important than your career right now, Michael, uh? Some girl? You can't ruin it because of a girl, Michael. You know that, right?"

"I won't ruin anything. Sometimes it feels like you're my father, or that it is me who work for you. But it's not the case, Frank."

"I just want to be a good manager. What is wrong with this?"

"Everything is wrong with this. I have a life, you know? Let me breathe."

"As you want, Michael. I'll tell the ABC you're not avaible at the moment."

"Thank you."

I hung up. Sometime I ask myself why I keep Frank as my manager. Seriously, he's getting on my nerves. It's like I'm his son or something, and I hate this. Because I'm not, and I'm a grown up now. I can make my own desicions. 

"Hey, what's going on?" asked June, wrapping his arms around my waist behind me.

"Frank is getting on my nerves. He acts like I'm his son, but I'm not. He has to let me live me life." I explained.

 I turned to face her, and smiled at her. 

"Why are you looking at me this way?" she shyly asked. 

"You're so beautiful..." I admitted. 

"You look handsome yourself. You should wear suits more often, you know" she said.

"I'll keep this on my mind"

I was about to kiss her, but Anna, her best friend, arrived.

"Oh um, you didn't tell me that you had a boyfriend, June."

What? 

June's point of view

We were at my parents' home by now, and we gathered together to have a drink in the name of my father. We were a few people: me, Michael, my mom, my aunt Jena and... Anna. Crap... I forgot. What am I going to tell her? She doesn't even know it's Michael... I didn't talk to her since I told her Michael left to finish his US tour. Which means that she doesn't even know I was in Nerverland a few days ago, and that Michael and I are together now. Great. I think I need to catch up with my best friend right now. 

"Oh, hi Anna. Yeah, i'm sorry, I've been... Busy these last weeks. We need to talk" I said, stressed. 

"Ok, I'll be in your bedroom."

I turned around to face Michael while Anna was taking the stairs two by two. 

"What are you goin to tell her?" asked Michael, taking my hand.

"The truth... I guess."

"Do you trust her?"

"I do. She never said anything about you and me when we were still friends, so I think we can trust her."

"Do you need me there?"

"I need you all the time... But right now, I need to be alone with her, you know... To explain the whole situation." I admitted. 

"Ok, I'll be waiting here" he said, leaning down to reach my lips.

"My mom is watching us, you know..." I said, as his mouth was five centimeters away from mine.

"Let show her how much I lo-... I care about you, then" 

What?

What was he about to say? I-I... Oh my God. Those lips on mine, it really feels like heaven. 

Michael's point of view

What the hell is wrong with me? Really, Mike? You almost told her you love her! God... I hope she didn't notice. What is she going to think about me? She just burried her father, she'll think I say that by pity, or something... I'm so stupid, sometimes. Umm... Wait. Am I really in love with her? I guess so, but... What if she isn't?

There is something weird here. She doesn't kiss me the way she uses to. This one kiss seems soft, but she puts a lot of passion in it anyway. How does she do that? It feels so freaking perfect. 
When I pulled away from the kiss, I saw sparkles in her eyes. This is the first time I notice that. Maybe it is because of the tears. She weakly smiled to me, and went upstairs to meet her friend Anna. 

June's point of view

I'm all over the place right now. He loves me. He said it! Do I love him back? Of course I do. We should have a talk about this later tonight, when we'll be at my place. I really want to hear him saying those words to me. I really do. 

When I came in my bedroom, Anna was sitting on the bed, her arms folded on her chest. She seems mad... 

"I thought we were friends, June. I thought I was your best friend. Michael replaced me in this role, uh? He is your best friend now? I don't see him anywhere here... But I am here" she said, visibly hurt.

"Anna, lemme explain... It's a long story, I've been busy for the past few weeks, like I said."

"Go ahead"

"First, I want to say that I missed you, and I wanna thank you for being here. For being supportive." I marked a pause as she nodded. "Second, I wasn't in Brooklyn for five days. I was at Neverland with Michael, because he invited me there when he came back from his US tour."

"Wait... What? You went to Neverland with MJ and you didn't even tell me? What kind of fr-..."

"Stop it, please"  I cut her off. "I feel guilty enough. You can't yell at me, not today. I'm not in the mood..."

"Yeah, I'm sorry..." she said, hugging me tightly. "I missed you, that's all."

"It's ok." I said, breaking the hug. "Anyway. It been four days i'm home, but I didn't had the time to call you, after everthing that has been going on with my father..."

"Yeah, I understand. I'm so sorry... I'm an evil bitch sometimes." she marked a pause and looked at me. "So, where did your boyfriend and you meet?"

"Well...Um..." 

Damn, those things are so freaking hard to say. I'm afraid she'll freak out because you know, Michael is her soulmate, as she calls him.

"How old is he, by the way? He seems much older than you, and he looks like a cowboy."

I smiled at her. "It's kind of complicated to say that, so I'm going to bring him up here, and we'll explain to you together"

She nodded, confused, and I came back downstairs. I made my way to Michael, who was speaking with my mom. 

"Um, excuse me mom, can I have Michael a few minutes please?"

"Sure honey"

I took Michael's hand, and made our way back to my bedroom. Before coming into the room, I explained to Michael what he'll have to do. 

"So... Michael meet Anna, Anna meet Michael" I said, to introduce them to each other.

"Ahah, so his name's also Michael, uh? So much Michaels in this world..."

"Um yeah. About that..." Michael declared. He began to take off his sunglasses, then his wig, and then after his mustach. When Anna finally recognized him, her eyes widened, and her mouth almost touched the floor. 

"WHAT THE FUCK, JUNE!" she yelled, standing up from the bed. "How? When? Why?" she asked.

"Keep calm! We're going to explain everything to you, but first you got to promise me you'll keep your mouth shut about this, ok?" I asked her.

"Yeah, sure, whatever. I need explanations!" she declared, sitting back on my bed. 

Michael in a chair in front of her, and motionned me to come and sit on his lap. He put his hands on my thigh, which cost us a confused look by Anna. First, I began to explain how I get in Neverland, and what we done when we were there. It was a lot of fun: we had water balloon fight, we watched films in the movie theater, we rode all the rides in Nerverland... It was magic. Then, I explained everything which happened here, in Brooklyn. When I explained the part where my father was telling me to tell Michael how I feel, I felt a lump created in my throat. I owe him my future happiness with Michael. I owe him everything. 

"So, you two are a thing now, right?" she said, still confused. 

"Are you deaf now?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow. 

"No, but you can kiss and everything without being a real couple, you know"

I looked down at Michael, and he birghtly smiled to me. He looked deep in my eyes, and I could see this sparkles he has in his eyes when he looks at me. That's so beautiful. 

"We are a real couple", said Michael, not breaking eye-contact with me.

I placed my hand on his cheek and pecked his lips. 

"Wow..." 

"What?" I asked my friend who still seemed pretty confused.

"I'm happy for you both, really", she said, standing up from the bed. "Ok, so I gotta go now, I have plenty of stuff to do. Call me anytime, June. Love ya" 

"Ok, um... See you, love ya too"

And she left my bedroom. She seemed frustrated. I never saw her this way. She claims to be happy for the both of us, but it's like something's bothering her, but I can't find out what. 
When Anna left, Michael and I stayed here a few minutes, looking in each other's eyes. 

"You know, when my dad first met you, he said something to me in the kitchen, and I can't get those words out of my head" I confessed.

"What did he say?" asked Michael, caressing my knee with his right hand. 

"He said that you sure don't have the easiest life, but that you'll make me happy anyway: as my friend, or as my lover... He liked you."

I noticed Michael's cheeks were becoming red. "Well, your father was right about this. I'll do anything to make you happy. You deserve happiness"

"And I'll try to make you happy too. I-I'm in love with you, Michael." I whispered, my forehead resting on his.

"And I'm in love with you" Michael confessed before he gave me a passionate kiss. I know he was smiling while he was kissing me, I could feel it. 

I hope you saw that from heaven, dad...