I woke up on December 25th, Christmas morning. I smiled and looked to the floor beside my bed. There was an unfamiliar man peacefully sleeping on the mattress. He looked good, he had a kind of Mexican look to him, must've been the fake stubbles above his upper lip. I smirked, then rubbed my eyes to wake up.

I knew this man. Michael Jackson. He looked nothing like himself, it freaked me out a little. There was only one possibility to check his identity. I slowly lay down beside him and he didn't wake up. He kept on snoring slightly, which made me giggle.

He smelled of vanilla, a sweet but sexy vanilla. Yes, this definitely was Michael. I lifted the blanket, he was still only wearing boxers because he didn't take his pajama with him from Neverland. I touched his stomach, which made him jump a little and he opened his eyes slowly, blinking because of the bright sunlight.

Now I was sure that this was Michael. Nobody was that sensitive. And nobody has such gorgeous eyes.

"Susan" Michael stretched and then wrapped his arms around me, making me fall on top of him. "It's Christmas today" He let out and held me closer.

"Merry Christmas honey" I smirked and put a peck his lips, looking into his gleaming, joyful eyes. "Nice moustache" I giggled and traced with the tip of my finger over the makeup. Michael chuckled and grabbed my hand.

"Merry Christmas" Michael smirked. "I'm so happy I can be here" He wrapped his arms around me again and pressed me against his chest. I closed my eyes, smelling his vanilla scent and feeling his chest go up and down from his breaths.

"But uh...what do we have to do on Christmas? I don't really know anything about it"

"Well" I smiled and sat up on his lap. "My family likes to spend Christmas morning all together, singing some Christmas songs and opening presents. I got you a little something" I smiled and roamed my hands across his chest.

"Oh really?" Michael raised his eyebrows and smiled. "I got you something too. But I'm not telling what it is yet" He run his fingers through my hair.

We put on our clothes and went downstairs. I was a little nervous that somebody was going to find out who he was, but it was so unlikely. There was nobody who would suspect me to bring Michael Jackson over at our Christmas morning. And nobody imagined Michael Jackson being a sexy Mexican either, so we were good. I introduced him as my friend Mike.

And they bought it! Even Tay, my brother, who had spent some weeks at Neverland when we first met Michael, he just played with him, not getting suspicious at all. A little later my stepfather and stepsister Joanna came to visit us.

At the end of the day, Joanna grabbed my wrist and pulled me with her to the side.

"Susan...this Mike, he is so handsome" She chuckled. "He is gorgeous! You have a great taste in guys, he reminds me of Michael." She winked. I was getting a little nervous, because during the whole day, Joanna had kept an eye on Mike. "By the way, you are still Michael's girlfriend, right?" She asked and took a sip of champagne.

"Yes of course I am. He sadly couldn't make it. Why would you think we are not together anymore?" I smirked.

"Well...just making sure. Because, if you are still with Michael and this Mike is just your good friend..." She stopped talking and observed Mike and Tay playing together. My brother was sitting on the floor next to Mike and it seemed like he had just cheated. Tay exclaimed "CHEATER" and attacked Mike with tickles.

I looked at Joanna who was clearly enjoying what she was whitnessing. Mike's sweater had slipped up a little, revealing his tones stomach and Joanna bit her lip.

"So I just though...you know, he's really sexy" She started to giggle and watched Mike again trying to fight of Tay.

"Joanna don't tell me you have a crush on Mike" I rolled my eyes. "You don't even know him really" That was an understatement of course. I tried not to chuckle. But I couldn't help feeling a little jealous, that was my boyfriend she was talking about!

"Why are you giggling" She said a little upset. "I'll show you I can have him"

"Joanna that's not a good idea" I tried to hold her arm back. I knew she had no chance. Meanwhile Tay had pushed Mike to the floor and tried to show his strength by keeping him there. It was obviously hard because he was only able to move his upper body – his legs were impaired from the car crash – but I saw that Mike was being extra weak just so Tay felt a little stronger.

"Perfect opportunity" Joanna whispered and pushed her glass of champagne in my hand. "I'm gonna help my little brother a little." She smiled cheekily and I followed her. Taylor still tried to hold Mike and tickle him and suddenly Joanna bent over him and held his arms, pressing them behind his head to the floor. "Now Tay, your chance!" She laughed and Taylor tickled Mike like crazy.

"Do you...wanna kill me" Mike brought out, laughing hard and fidgeting around on the floor. I couldn't help but giggle; somehow even they had found his weakest spot.

"Susan, hold his feet, he's escaping!" Taylor exclaimed as Mike was trying to turn around, still laughing hysterically. I bent down and held his ankles, I knew he was having fun.

"All...against...once, very nice! What a nice family GUYSSSS STOP!" Mike brought out. Tay stopped and let Mike catch his breath. "You really don't want me to have a fun evening huh" Mike joked.

"Oh no, not at all" Joanna suddenly said in a flirty voice, stroking down his arm. "I'd love to make your evening a lot of...fun, if you know what I mean" She smirked and flattered her lashes at him. Mike raised his eyebrows and I could tell he was hiding a chuckle.

Later that evening everybody had exchanged gifts – I had given Michael a set of silky pajamas and he had given me a fine, silver necklace, that I knew it was his. I had always adored it, he had worn it in the Give in To Me music video and he knew how much I adored it on him.

Now it was totally dark outside and we went to bed and this time I couldn't resist. As Michael lay on his matress I pretended to fall out of my bed and landed beside him.

"Oh hi" Michael smiled and put his blanket over me as well. I snuggled close against his warm body.

"I just came to say hello" I smiled. "And, sorry for the tickle attack, lately it's getting out of hand" I laughed and stroked his chest through his silky pajama shirt.

"It's alright, I had a good time today. What's more worrying was that suggestion from your stepsister" Michael laughed.

"Gosh I know, she likes hot guys, I can't blame her."

"But that was BLUNT!" Michael shook his head. "Mike doesn't approve"

"Well if she knew you are Michael Joseph Jackson, the king up hip thrusts, she wouldn't dare –"

"WHAT did you call me?" Michael gasped and covered my mouth with his hand. I laughed, I knew he was embarrassed. "Stop it" he giggled out of embarrassment.

"Well that's what you are" I mumbled under his hand. I held his wrist and brought his arm down again. "Sorry king of..."

"Huh?" Michael raised his eyebrows waiting for what I was gonna come up with next.

"King of Pop" I whispered. "You happy?"

Michael rolled his eyes and smiled. "Yeah if she knew who I was she wouldn't have acted like this but you know what, it was really nice to feel like a normal person once. Even if that meant blunt pick up lines and tickle attacks, I loved it and I'm very thankful."

"You're so welcome, I'm glad we could make that possible for you"

"Oh and Susan, I have a special gift for you, I couldn't give that to you today. But when we get home, I promise you'll get it. The necklace was just a little gift, I know you loved it."

"God yes, but you don't need to get me anything else. And I was just about to ask you what you want me to give you for Christmas, the real present." I giggled.

"Susan...the only thing I want from you is to stay in my life" He rubbed my back.

"Michael" I smiled. "Look deep into your heart, I'm sure you have a wish, tell me your deepest wish" Michael suddenly looked down.

"Well...there really is one." I stroked my arms.

"Michael, tell me, please" I giggled and wrapped my arms around him. This night I felt like I couldn't get enough of him, I just wanted him as close as possible.

"You really want me to?" He whispered and kissed my lips.

"Yes please" I smiled.

"Well, then you have to wait until we are home again" He kissed my lips. I protested but Michael just said "Shhh" and held my hand. We both fell asleep with a big smile on our faces.