i am so happy im moving in with my best friend, just what if the raper finds me, nah i need to focus on postive. ''michael is that all of the stuff'' ''probably, its your house so i dont know what stuff you own'' i walk up stairs and check. oh there is my phone, woah that was close i just almost lost my iphone 5 (lets pretend iphone 6s were out during then :}) i walk back downstairs and say ''i got my phone, i almost forgot it'' ''that would of been bad, denise'' we walk out and close the door, i dont believe it, i am moving out of a house i have had for about 20 years because i had it when i was 10 because my mom and dad moved out when i was 20, now im 30 so is michael so yeah. im holding michael's hand he opens the door ''what a gentlemen'' ''im just doing it for oyu, you know that right'' i chuckle. he gets in the back as his limo driver, bill drives. ''so michael, um... how is us moving in the same house, going to work out'' ''well you will sleep in the same bed as me sadly, but aleast we arent a couple and we wont do anything bad in the bed.'' ''yeah that is true,so when do you go to work'' ''um, i believe im on vacation for 2 weeks right now, so i usually go to work 3 days a week from 9am-2pm'' ''oh'' we continue on with our conversation. we finally just arrive after a 45 minute drive. oh my gosh! his house! woah! it has changed since he was 26. "michael this is different'' ''well, i have added more stuff'' ''i can tell, so what do you call it'' ''i call it, neverland'' ''why is it so'' ''since peter pan is my idol, and it for kids who want to have fun, you know'' ''yeah'' we walk in the house, it was bigger than i expected. his house keepers are bringing in my boxes. im still amazed though. ''michael tonight can we watch a movie while we sleep'' ''yeah what movie'' ''moonwalker'' ''yay! the one i was in'' ''yeah'' i giggle. i go to his kitchen, i open the fridge. he seriouslly has KFC. ''michael you love kfc?'' ''yeah who doesnt'' ''want to eat some of this later tonight'' ''yeah of course'' i get the orange juice and pour it in the cup. i go to his living room and sit on the couch. he walks in with his pajamas on with the KFC already ''are you coming or not, denise'' ''hold on let me get dressed'' i walk up into his room, i get dressed i stay in my bra and panties, and get in my night gown. i turn around ''oh my god michael... serioully'' ''what i said we both come up duh!'' i go to the bed and me and michael are laying next to each other. he turns on the TV and we watch it.

~michael POV~

i am so happy im not lonely anymore. but i want my BFF to be safe, no matter what it takes. i just turned on the TV, and the movie. wow! i didnt realize i was this good at acting. oh yeah! were at the part were katie gets saved. i am eating my chicken, denise wont stop laughing up a storm. ''what is it?"' ''um...michael do you realize, you are in love with the chicken!'' ''why do you say that'' ''your licking it'' ''oh god im embarressed'' ''its ok michael'' ''are you tired'' ''kinda of but i need to check something'' i wonder what she is checking on her phone.

~denise pov~

oh god! crap! i dont want to tell michael that the jerk is texting me. im looking at my unread nonifications:

imessage alert~ raper: hey where do you live now! tell me or i will rape you again

farmday~ your farm is lonely without you

imessage~ you have a voice mell from 222-2222

SHIT! he is going to get me again. i go to the bathroom and wash my face. im scaried michael is about to look at my phone but i know he isnt like that, and for one he is fasinated with that chicken so i bet he isnt going to stop loving it. i put my hair in a bun, i remove my makeup, i open the mirror, get a razer and cut my self on my arm. i put on some makeup to cover it up. maybe i went too far, i need to stop cutting myself, or it will become an addict. i walk out of the bathroom, michael is still eating his chicken, he looks at me and says ''why is there a blotch on your arm, do you got a skin diesease too?'' ''no'' ''bring me a rag please'' i go to the bathroom once again and get a rag. michael takes it and spits on it and puts it over it and his eyes widen. ''denise dont tell me you cut yourself again?'' ''yeah'' ''why! he isnt no where around you" ''he sent me a text message'' ''let me see'' i hand michael my phone and he reads. ''denise why do you got his contact in the first place'' ''he made me put it on my phone, DAD'' ''i know im acting like a father but i dont want my best friend to get hurt by some stupid idiot'' michael takes me in his arms and it all out. finally when im done crying, i get down from him and flip over and go to sleep. this is going to be a great day isnt it.