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MICHAEL STARED AT the digits written on his notepad. He was feeling nervous and he didn't know why?
"It was just just numbers. Besides it's not like I'm asking her out on a date" he thought to himself.
Michael has been beating himself up for a day for not asking her. He was so determined to work with her but he let her slip out of his eyesight. This time he'll actually ask her. Thankfully Frank knew her managers number and asked for Micky's personal numbers. Nancy immedietly responded and was glad to give Michael the numbers he wanted. Now a few hours later, he sat infront of his phone, debating on whether he should call her now or later.

"Just pick up the damn phone and call the girl" Randy exclaimed scaring Michael in the process.

"I can't just call her. What if she's busy right now" he explained to his younger brother.

"But what if she isn't" Randy pointed out

"But what if she is"

"But what if she isn't"

"What if she is?" this continued for a few minutes until finally someone broke them apart.

"Enough with the 'What if's'. Besides I just dialed her number. It's ringing" Janet smirked as she tossed the phone to Michael. Michael glared at his baby sister.

"Janet why did you ca-" he was about to yell at her when a familiar voice came through the phone speakers

"Hello" Micky's English accent rang through the room. Michael quickly put her of the speaker as Randy and Janet protested, wantint to hear the conversation.

"Hi Micky. It's uh Michael" he spoke nervously he looked to his two siblings watching as they high fived one another.

"Michael..." she trailed on. Micky knew who it was but she just wanted to make sure it really was him.

"Jackson. It's uh Michael Jackson" he chuckled nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck. Micky giggled softly.

"Oh hello Michael. Not to sound rude or anything but how did you get my phone number?" she asked politley, hopefully not offending him which she didnt.

"It's fine. I-um asked Nancy for your number" he stuttered. Michael silently slapped himself for saying that. Now she'll think he's stalking her.

"Oh okay. Is there something that you needed?" she asked cheerfuly. Michael looked over to his sibling only to find them right by his side, trying so hard to listen. Michael sighed and stood from his seat and walked to his bedroom, laying on his large bed.

"sorry my siblings were annoying me and Yes actually. I've been wanting to ask you since yesterday but I couldn't find you. I heard that you would be on a break soon and I was wondering if you would like to help me work on a song or two for my new album?"

"I mean it's okay if you don't want to. I completely under-" he didn't even get to finish rambling when a small voice spoke.

"Yes" Micky uttered softly. Michael didn't really here what she said

"What?" He asked.

"Yes id like to work with you but only on one condition" Michael felt his hands get clammy.

"Of course. Anything. What is it?" He asked her, anxious for her response.

"You have to help me write a song for my band's next album" Michael let out a huge sigh of relief. He thought something bad would happen.

"yeah. totally. thats not a problem with me." He smiled to himself oblivious to the fact that Micky was also smiling on the other side. Michael heard some hushed voices in the background as her cheery voice came back on.

"Great. But I've got to go. I'll call you tonight and we can talk some more" she suggested. He felt a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach at the thought of talking to her more.

"Oh okay" he uttered out. The two said a goodbyes to one another and immediately Janet burst through the door.

"So when's the date?" She asked as she jumped onto Michaels bed. Michael rolled his eyes and pushed his sisters away from him.

"It's not a date. Just two people getting together to help write songs for each others albums." He stated as a matter of fact. Janet smirked

"Okay but you like her" she pointed out. Michael looked at his sister and glared.

"No I don't" he said crossing his arms. Janet sat up all smug looking making him feel uncomfortable

"Yes you do. It's so obvious too. You came home sulking last night about how you didn't ask her about working with you. Then when I got a hold of her number, you were acting all nervous and stuff. Trust me Michael. You like the girl" she assured him. Michael groaned at his sisters stubbornness.

"Janet, I barley even talked to her. We only had a brief encounter last night. I don't know anything about her other than her name is Micky and she's from Little Mix." He exclaimed. Janet raised her brows at him.

"And how long will you two be working together?" She asked. Michael shrugged, not sure how long it would take them

"I don't know. She has a month break right now before she starts her tour" he informed her.

"Then that gives you a month to ask her out" she said as she wiggles her brows in a suggestive way. Michael sighed feeling annoyed at this point.

"Janet-" he tried to say but was cut off.

"Michael you need to find a girl. You're almost 30. You're gonna have to settle down some day. I haven't seen you this interested in girl since Tatum" she fought back. It was true in a way. Though Michael would never admit it. Besides he didn't really want to think about Tatum anymore.

"Whatever Janet" he brushed her off. He didn't even wait for a response from her as he walked out of his room.