Date: April 29, 1987 12:32am

Shayne's POV

So, I've been living here at Neverland for a week now and its been going pretty good The only thing is that Michael has been acting kinda weird Julie insists that its because he likes me but doesnt want to go there with me Why.? She refused to tell me

I couldn't sleep so I tip toed downstairs and went into the kitchen I went to the fridge and got out the cookie dough ice cream I grabbed a spoon and sat down at the table While I was eating, I heard a noise

Shayne: Julie.?

(The figure walked into the kitchen and I saw that it was just Michael.)

Shayne: Oh hi Michael

Michael: Hey Shayne What are you still doing up.?

Shayne: Couldn't sleep

Michael: Me either

(He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the milk. He opened a cabinet and pulled down some oreos. He poured himself a glass and sat down across from me.)

Michael: I keep having these weird dreams

Shayne: You wanna talk about it.?

Michael:.....I don't know I don't wanna bother you with my issues

Shayne: Its no bother.! And besides, Im a pretty good therapist, if I do say so myself

(We both giggled at that. After we calmed down, he took a deep breath.)

Michael: Ok well, in the dream, Im on the tour and I pop up on stage but when I go to sing, nothing comes out......The fans start booing me and they start burning their pictures of me and copies of the album It just......

(He didn't finish his sentence. He just put his elbows on the table and put his head in his hands.)

Shayne: Well, when was the last time you went on tour.?

Michael: 1984 with my brothers

Shayne: Did they love you.?

Michael: Yeah We got standing ovations every time

Shayne: I think that your nervous because this is the first tour your going on without your brothers, right.?

Michael: Yeah I guess

Shayne: Ok Tell me this......Do you love performing.?

Michael:(Lifts his head) Of course.! Its my life.!

Shayne: Then, there's nothing to worry about.! Your talent already speaks volumes.! I think you'll be just fine.!

Michael: You think so.? (I nodded) Thanks Shayne

Shayne: No problem

(Michael stood up and grabbed the cookies. He stuck his hand out to me.)

Michael: Come with me

Shayne: Where.?

Michael: A surprise

Shayne: Can I bring my ice cream.?

Michael:(Smiles) Yes Now, come on

(I grabbed my ice cream and grabbed his hand. He pulled me up and I walked behind him as he lead me to a part of the house that I've never seen. He finally stopped in front of a door.

When he opened the door and pulled me in, I gasped. The room had black and white walls, a piano, and an area to record and a sound board. There was also an area to dance in.)

Shayne:(Looks up at him) This wasn't on the tour

Michael: The only people who know about this room is Julie and my sister, Janet and now, you

Shayne: Its amazing

Michael: Come here

(He led me over to the piano. He set the cookies on top and sat me down. He sat down next to me and looked at me.)

Michael: I wanna play something for you Can I.?

(I nodded.)

(He started to play and then, he started singing.)

Liberian Girl

You came and you changed my world

A love so brand new

Liberian Girl

You came and you changed me girl

A feeling so true

Liberian Girl

You know that you came and you changed my world

Just like in the movies

Two lovers in a scene

And she says "Do you love me.?"

And he says so endlessly

"I love you Liberian Girl"

(He stopped playing and looked at me, biting his lip)

Michael: What'd you think.?

Shayne: I loved it.! You wrote that.?

Michael: Yep About two days ago

Shayne: Who is it.?

Michael: Who.?

Shayne: The girl that your talking about

Michael: Do I really have to tell you.?

Shayne: Yes cause if you don't, I'll be forced to torture you until you do

Michael:(Laughs) Well, the girl is........You

(I didn't know what to say. I was amazed because he wrote a song about me. No one has ever done that for me.)

Michael: Shayne.? You ok.?

Shayne: Yeah.! I just.....can't believe that you wrote a song about me

Michael: Well, Im glad you liked it

(We sat there in silence but for the first time, it wasn't an akward silence. It was nice and comforting. I started to touch the keys and just play around.

Michael softly took my hand in his and made me look at him. I looked him in his eyes and I noticed how beautiful his eyes were. He must've noticed me staring because he started laughing.)

Shayne: What.? What's funny.?

Michael: Its just......crazy how comfortable I am with you

Shayne: Yeah I feel the same....I've never bonded with someone so quickly

Michael: Me either Its nice to have someone who is as weird as I am

Shayne: Who are you calling weird.? Im different, thank you

(We laughed)

Michael: And your so funny....I like that in a girl

Shayne:(Blushes) Thanks

(For the rest of the night, me and him sat at the piano while he played and sang for me and we just goofed off.)

The Next Morning 8:52am

Michael's POV

The next morning, I was woken up by the phone ringing I looked down at Shayne, who was curled up on my chest asleep I smiled and answered the phone

Michael: Hello.?

Frank: Hey Mikey

Michael: Hi Frank What's up.?

Frank: I just called to remind you about your appointment about the outfits for the tour

Michael:(Groans) I completely forgot Thanks Frank

Frank: No problem Remember, 12:00 Don't be late

Michael: Ok See you there

Frank: Bye

(I hung up the phone and looked down to see that Shayne was awake.)

Michael: Good morning sleeping beauty

Shayne:(Smiles) Good morning...What time is it.?

(I looked at my watch)

Michael: 8:57

Shayne: Oh

(She snuggled closer to me and closed her eyes.)

Michael: What are you doing.?

Shayne: Im just....enjoying

Michael:(Laughs) Um, ok but don't get too comfortable I have to go get dressed soon

Shayne: Ok I won't....Michael.?

Michael: Yes.?

Shayne: Could you please sing me that song from last night.?

Michael: Sure

Liberian Girl

You know that you came and you moved me, girl

I wait for the day

Where we have to say "I do"

And I'll smile and say it too

And forever we'll be true

I love you Liberian Girl

Shayne: Thank you

Michael: No problem....Hey, I have to leave later to go try on the outfits for the tour Wanna come.?

Shayne:(Nods) Sure Maybe I can get some pictures

Michael: Ok

(Over the next three hours, we both showered, got dressed and ate breakfast. By 11, we were in the living room, looking at magazines.)

Shayne: Michael.?

Michael: Yeah.?

Shayne: What do you think of this.?

(She showed me a picture that was in one of the magazines. It was a beautiful ocean and the sun was setting so it looked like the sun was laying on the water)

Michael: Its beautiful.!

Shayne: I took this picture

Michael: No way.! Your kidding.?!

Shayne: I did.! I didn't get hired to be your photographer just because of my looks, you know

Michael:(Laughs) But seriously, its amazing

Shayne: Thank you

(Just then, my driver, Jerry, walked in the room.)

Jerry: Mr Jackson.? We should be leaving now

Michael: Alright We'll be there in a minute

(He walked out of the room. I stood up and Shayne stood up with me.)

Michael: You ready.?

Shayne: I have to get my camera You go ahead

Michael: Alright

(She ran up the stairs and I turned around and walked out of the front door. Jerry was standing next to the door, which was open.)

Michael: She'll be out in a minute Jerry You can get in the car

(He nodded and went around to the driver's side. I looked back to the house and saw Shayne walking towards me.)

Michael: Ready now.?

Shayne:(Smiles) Yep

(I stepped to the side and helped her into the car. I got in after her and closed the door. Jerry started the car and we pulled out of the gates and towards Bush's office.)

Shayne: Where are you trying the clothes on at.?

Michael: At my designer's office His name is Michael Bush but I just call him Bush

Shayne: Oh

(About 45 minutes later, the car stopped and we got out. I grabbed Shayne's hand and pulled her behind me into the building and up to Bush's office. We walked in and saw Frank and Bush waiting on me.)

Bush: Well, well, well.! Look who's on time.!

Michael: Oh, shut up.! Hey Frank

Frank: Hey Mikey (Looks at Shayne)  Who's the lady.?

Michael: Frank, Bush This is Shayne Matthews, my new photographer Shayne, this is my manager Frank DiLeo and my designer, Michael Bush

Shayne: Nice to meet you guys

Frank: Nice to meet you too

Bush:(Smiles) Hi.......Mike, you better snatch this one up She's pretty

(I gave him a death glare and looked at Shayne, who was blushing.)

Michael: So Bush, what do you have for me.?

(He showed me the first design, which was a silver shirt, with a black line going across diagonally, with silver studs on it. The pants were black, and they also had studs and buckles on them.)

Michael: Bush, I don't know about this one

Frank: Mikey, its perfect

Michael: It just.....looks plain and you know that I don't do plain

Bush: Mike, sometimes less is more

Michael: Mmmmm

(I looked at Shayne, who was doing something to her camera.)

Michael: Shayne.?

Shayne:(Looks up) Hmm.?

Michael: What do you think.?

(She looked at the sketch for a while, studying it.)

Shayne: Maybe you should try it on.? You know, get the full effect

Michael:(Smiles) Great idea

(I got up and followed Bush into the dressing room. I pulled off my clothes and  put on the outfit. I walked back out to Frank and Shayne.)

Frank: So.?

Michael: Shayne.? What's your opinion.?

Shayne:(Tilts head to the side) I like it

Michael: Really.?

Shayne: Yeah It looks good on your skin tone

Michael:(Looks in the mirror) You know, the more I look at it, the more I like it

(Bush smiled and let out a sigh of relief.)

Michael: Good job Bush

Bush: Thanks You can go and get changed

Michael: Alright

(I went into the dressing room and took of the outfit. I put my black button down and black pants back on, along with my fedora. I walked back into the office.)

Michael: Is there anything else that needs to be addressed or approved.?

Bush: Im working on the outfits for the dancers, singers, and band Im gonna let them pick what they like and then you can approve it, ok.?

Michael: Yeah That's fine

Frank: I have nothing for you so you can leave

Michael: Ok bye You guys

Shayne: Nice meeting you two

Bush: You too Bye

Frank: See you

(I grabbed Shayne's hand and we walked out to the car and got in. Jim pulled off.)

Michael: Did you get any pictures.?

Shayne: Yep About 10

Michael: Cool

(The rest of the way home, it was quite. I noticed that she was still holding my hand the whole ride. 45 minutes later, we pulled up to the house. We got out and walked into the living room.)

Shayne: Michael, Im pretty tired so Im gonna go nap

Michael: Alright

(She gave me a smile and walked upstairs. I sighed and plopped down on the couch. This girl is doing some things to me but......I like it.)

I know.! This is a long ass chapter.!! Ive been working on this for two days.!! Im on Christmas break so Im gonna be updating often.!! But I hope you guys enjoyed it and don't forget to vote, comment, and fan.! Thanks.! :-)