It's been almost seven months since I last saw Michael in person. I was two months pregnant then. He called constantly after that day I caught him cheating, but we haven't spoken. All important details between him and me have gone through our mothers. Not even my mom wanted to speak to him. I moved out of our-I mean, his, condo in California to my mother's place also in California but further away which is exactly what I needed. Distance.

We were sat in the kitchen. (Actually, I was leaning on the kitchen island. No point in spending so much time trying to sit down if I have to move again.)

"Jeez, Lex! You're about to pop!" My mother laughed.

"Yeah thanks for that, mama." I replied sarcastically.

I winced when I felt pain in my lower abdomen. This had been happening all day but this was by far the worst and this time, mama noticed.

"Are you ok, honey?" She asked with concern in her voice.

"Y-yeah. I'm fine." I sighed. "Just baby kicking. You know."

"Well o-"

She was cut off by a splashing sound on the tiled floor.

"Shit." I whispered.

My mother jumped up from her seat and ran over to me.

I was now clutching the kitchen island for dear life.

"Mommy!" I squeaked.

"Shh. Its ok, baby. We're gonna get you to the hospital, ok?" She said calmly. Although I could still hear the worry in her voice.

She picked up the phone and dialled a number before holding it to her ear.

"Kenny? No. Get over here right now. Forget what I asked you to do. Right. Now. Kenny...KENNY YOUR BOSS IN IN LABOUR SO DROP THE FUCKING DRESS PICK UP AND GET THE FUCK OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" She screamed.

DAMN! My mama never cusses unless she's REALLY MAD.

She looked down at me and gave me a reassuring smile.

"Keep breathing girl. Remember?" She said sweetly. "KENNY! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!" She barked. "Hold my hand, sweetie. Everything is gonna be ok."

Bipolar much...

When Kenny arrived after a few short minutes, my mom yelled at him for "taking so long" then they got me and my overnight bag into the car, setting out on a very painful ride to the hospital.

When we arrived, I looked over at my mom as I breathed hard and tried to get my words out over all the pain I was enduring.

"Mama?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Call Michael." I breathed.

"But-"

"Mommy please just do it!" I pleaded.

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Hours later, I was still babyless. He/she didn't want to come out just yet. My best friend April turned up though. And Michael? Still no Michael.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I screamed as another contraction hit. "M-mama...is he here?"

"No honey. Not yet." She mumbled.

The doctor walked in and checked underneath the sheets that covered me.

"Looks like you're ready to push, Miss Walker."

"Yay! Gimme my god daughter, Lex!" April teased.

"HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO POP THIS HEAD OUTTA YOUR V-JAY" I yelled then breathed. "And we don't know if it's a boy or girl yet." I said a little more calmly.

"Like mother, like daughter." Kenny mumbled from the other side of the room.

April and my mom held my legs up and the doctor instructed me to push then told me to take a break. I sat back breathing hard but then leaned forward a bit for the next push.

"Come on Miss Walked. I can see the top of babies head. Push!" The doctor said.

"Mommy! I can't!" I cry in pain.

"Yes you can, sweetheart. You got this! Push honey." My mother soothes pushing back some of my sweat drenched curls.

Just then, the door bust open and I hear faint screams coming from down the hall before Michael runs up next to me and grabs my hand.

"I'm here baby. I'm here." He huffs.

"You need to push Miss Walker." The doctor says.

"Come on, baby. Push. I'm right here." Michael soothes.

I push as hard as I can with all my might until the doctor instructs me to stop.

"We have a head!"

Michael takes a peak and there are tears in his eyes.

"And it's the most beautiful head I've ever seen." He says.

I grab him by his shirt and glare at him.

"I'm glad you're here now so I can tell you how much I HATE YOU RIGHT NOW! YOU DID THIS TO ME!" I cried.

"Baby, you're doing great." He said sweetly.

Ooo I just wanna...UGH! He's making me so MAD!

After a good couple more pushes. I heard crying.

My baby.

"It's a boy!"

"I'm a grandmother!"

"I'm an aunty!"

"I'm an uncle!"

"I'm a father!"

The tiny baby was placed on my chest and I stroked his little head full of jet black curls. Just like his daddy.

I looked up at Michael with teary eyes and smiled.

"Have you thought of a name?" Michael asked softly.

I looked down at our baby in my arms then back up at Michael.

"Michael Joseph Jackson Jr."

4 Months later...

By this time, me and Michael still weren't together. I decided that I wanted to be on good terms with Michael especially considering he was the father of my child but being together probably wasn't the best idea. I was still hurting.

I knocked on the door to Michael's condo to pick up Jr.

When no one answered, I pulled out my spare key (don't ask why I kept it) and unlocked the door. When I went inside, I smiled widely at the adorable sight. Michael had fallen asleep with baby Michael on his chest on the couch. Peter Pan was playing on the TV. An empty baby bottle along with a bowl of popcorn and a few candy wrappers were left on the coffee table.

I walked over and knelt down in front of the couch. I stroked my baby's chubby cheek and he stirred in his sleep. He  opened  his beautiful hazel eyes and smiled when he saw me. He then tilted his head back to look up at his sleeping daddy and reached up to tug at his loose curls.

"Ouch Jr.! Let go of daddy's hair." Michael mumbled.

He opened his eyes lazily and looked down at Jr who was smiling widely at me.

"What are you smiling at, buddy?" Michael asked turning to look at me. "Oh jeez Lex! You scared me!"

I giggled then reached out my arms to take my son.

Michael sat up handing me Jr.

"Hey baby! Mommy missed you so much!" I kissed him all over his face and he giggled.

"Does daddy get sugar too?" Michael asked with a smirk.

"Don't push it, bed head." I laughed standing up.

Michael brushed a hand threw his messy curls.

"Hey. Um. I was wondering if....maybe, you'd like to stay for dinner. Are you busy?"

"No actually. I just finished on my new set for today. Dinner sounds good."

"Alright. I guess we could say were celebrating you going back to work. Let me just clean up in here a bit."

"Thanks Michael." I smiled.

"No problem." He smiled back.

I sat on the couch and played with Jr while Michael cleaned up.

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I placed Jr in his travel cot in the spare room when he fell asleep again and dinner was almost ready. I walked into the kitchen and sat down at table.

Michael walked over with two plates and placed one down in front of me. He sat opposite me with his own plate.

He made lasagne and it tasted divine! He was always a great cook.

"Michael, this tastes amazing." I complimented.

"Thanks. I thought you might like it." He smiled but it slowly faded as he looked down at his plate.

"What's wrong Mike?" I asked.

"I'm an idiot. I'm sorry, Lex. I don't know how you can tolerate someone like me. It kills me that I hurt you." He said sadly.

"Michael. I forgive you ok? I wouldn't be sitting here if I didn't. Were ok now remember?"

"I-I know that were on good terms now but...I can't just simply look over the fact that I'm still in love with you!"

I froze in place. My heart was beating out of my chest as I stared wide eyed at Michael and he stared straight back at me. He smiled faintly then looked down again. I stood up and walked further into the kitchen faced away from Michael.

This is the whole reason I needed distance to begin with. My feelings. My heart. They're telling me what my brain is denying.

I took a deep breath then turned around whilst looking at the floor.

I can't hold eye contact with him. I'll just give in.

He broke your heart! Remember?

"I'm sorry, I think I better go. Dinner was great Mikey. Thanks."

"You called me Mikey." He smiled.

Shit.

Why of all times now?

I used to call him Mikey when we were together but I hadn't called him that since I broke up with him.

"Err...I gotta go." I started walking out of the kitchen but I was pulled back by my wrist.

Michael held me close by my waist when he pulled me to him. My breathing became ragged as he looked at my lips.

"Please don't go. I miss you." He whispered.

I began to tear up as I remembered everything that happened before.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me Michael? Why? I've tried so hard to erase all my feelings I've had for you but I just can't! How do you expect me to put my trust in you ever again?" I cried.

He wiped my tears then held my cheeks as he looked down into my eyes.

"Let's start slow."

"Michael, I don't think-"

"Please! Let me prove myself to you. I want to be yours again. I promise that you'll never have to worry about that ever again. I fucked up. I know, but can't I at least explain to you?" He pleaded.

"If; and I mean if, we are ever going to make this work, you need to tell me everything."

I sighed then took his hand and walked over to the couch. We both sat down then I folded my arms and gestured for him to speak.

"Talk."

He was hesitant but spoke up anyways.

"It was really late and we'd just finished a great track at the studio, so Quincy took me out to celebrate. Some of us went to a club up in the VIP section and there was a girl there named Jessica. She was taking our drink orders. We talked after she got off the clock and I offered her to stay because I thought she was really nice. By the end of the night, I was drunk. From what Quincy told me, I took her with me back to the hotel and...I guess that's what happened. No. I know that's what happened. I told her "no" to begin with but she made me feel the way I hadn't felt in a while. But it wasn't worth hurting you and I am so sorry. Baby I am so, so sorry...If I could take it all back-"

"Well you can't, can you?!" I snapped with teary eyes.

His eyes were filled with so much guilt and remorse.

I took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry. I just-"

"No. I-I deserved that." He said sadly.

"Michael, this is a start. I want things to go back to the way they were but I just know it will never be the same. If I ever was to let you back in, it would take time. I'm still hurt and unsure."

Michael grabbed my hand with his large ones and stared deep into my eyes.

"You can be sure that I'll never do that again. If there's even a chance of us being something ever again, I'll wait forever if I have to. Lex, you have no idea of the extent of my love for you. Baby, I would die for you. I love you so much. Just please. Let me show you." He begged. 

I couldn't hold in the tears any longer. I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed uncontrollably. He held me close and rubbed my back.

"This doesn't change much, ok? I'm willing to consider it." I sniffled. "Just...I just need to be held right now."

Without another word, he held me closer like I might fade away if he didn't. We were snuggled up in the corner of the couch in a comfortable silence. I was thinking and thinking about what I should do.

Do I follow my heart? Yes. I always follow my heart but I also go by the saying... "Follow your heart, but take your brain with you." That's my motto.

Considering all that, I think I've made a decision...

"Michael?" I call softly.

"Yeah?"

"I-I'm willing to try this again-"

Michael sits up quickly.

"You are?!"

"ONLY, if we start over. How about this? You take me on a date Friday night." I smile a little.

He smiles wide then leans in to kiss me but I press a finger to his lips.

"Woah, lover boy! I said a date." I giggle.

He blushes and looks down.

"I'll take anything because even if you said "no" it wouldn't change the fact that I love you and I won't stop until you're mine again." He says caressing my cheek.

I push his hand out of the way and peck his lips gently then quickly get up. I started walking to the baby's room but stopped in the door frame to take a quick peak at Michael's shocked expression.

"A little taste of what you're missing." I smirk and wink then go to get my baby whilst smiling triumphantly to myself.

I pick up a wide awake Jr and cradle him in my arms.

"Well, baby boy. If your daddy keeps this up, there might be a few changes around here. Some great ones."

Hey guys! I will admit that this piece isn't my best but I really tried considering I had to rewrite it from memory after losing most of it. This one's for MjandLexfor. I'm really sorry about the long wait but you are more than welcome to more requests and so is everyone else. If there are too many then they might take time but I'll try to do as many as possible and I'll put way more effort into it.

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