It was a few days later and Michael and I were walking around the Neverland lake. Michael had his hands in the pockets of his blue bomber jacket that was half open, underneath he was wearing a white shirt.

"Michael, how is it going with Lisa? "I asked him as we were walking over the stone bridge that crossed from one side of the garden to the other over the lake. He stopped walking and sat on the wall of the bridge and I stood in front of him.

"She left yesterday. She was furious and said this was only a time-out until I had calmed down a little. I told her it is for good, but who knows if she'll accept it" Michael pressed his lips together. "Anyway...thank you Susan, you know – "

He took my hand and pulled me a little closer to him.

"I really like you" He smiled and stroked my hand.

"Oh Michael, you're welcome. You're a great guy, never forget that" I smiled back and we just stared into each other's eyes. "And you have beautiful eyes" I whispered and bit my lip, looking down shyly.

"You think so?" Michael giggled and rubbed my hands. I nodded and smiled widely.

"Can I kiss you?" Michael suddenly asked.

"Wh-what? Uhm...yes, yes please" I stuttered and brushed my hair out of my face. "If you want to" I added nervously.

Michael raised his eyebrows and smirked, then touched my face with his big hand and led his head to mine. I closed my eyes and held his arm, then stroked up to his neck, weaving my fingers into his curls.

It was a slow, gentle kiss and Michael pulled me close to him that I had to stand on my tiptoes. He gently pulled back and looked into my eyes, smiling the brightest smile.

I touched Michael's cheek and stroked it gently, he then lifted me on his slap and I wrapped my legs around his waist when

suddenly

we lost balance and well off the bridge into the lake!

"hahaha, Michael" I laughed as I submerged and splashed water at him.

"sorry Susan" Michael laughed and moved his wet curls out of his face.

"Come here" He opened his arms and pressed me against his wet upper body. "I'll be more careful next time" He kissed my lips again and I closed my eyes in comfort.

We sat down by a tree in the sun so we would warm up again. Michael leaned against the trunk and I sat in front of him.

"Susan, this is my giving tree, you know" He explained. " It's one of my favorite places, it's so peaceful and ... gives me a lot of inspiration"

"That's beautiful, it looks amazing" I smiled and looked up at the branches.

"I do love it. But Susan...I, uh, think I should tell you this now." Michael chuckled nervously.

"You can tell me anything" I smiled. I had a feeling for what it would be and I hoped deeply it would be that.

"Alright, I think...I know, I am in love with you Susan" He smiled and looked at me.

I gasped lightly, feeling my heart beating faster in my chest. "I don't know what to say ..."I smiled and blushed. "Michael Jackson loves me?"

"Yes Michael Jackson does indeed love you" He repeated and pulled me closer. In his eyes I could see a little hesitation and shortly before our lips met again I gently pushed him back.

"What?" He asked, searching in my eyes for a sign. I just smirked.

"I love you too" I whispered and pulled his head to mine and we kissed passionately under the giving tree. This tree really had given me the best gift: Michael.

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That night Michael let me into his room and we sat on the huge bed. He held my hand and with the other one he pulled something out of his pocket.

"I have a little something for you" He bit his lip and smirked. " A promise ring"

He pulled out a little silver ring with a small diamond on it.

"A sign of how much you mean to me" He said and took my hand in his, sliding the ring on my finger.

I put my hand in front of my mouth, feeling tears building up in my eyes. "This is the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for me" I said and Michael wiped away a tear that rolled down my cheek.

"You deserve it, you can't even imagine how much you've done for me girl" He said and kissed my forehead. "With the ring I promise to love you for who you are, keeping you safe with me" He said and pulled me close, I could feel how much he wanted me to be with him.

"I love you Michael. " I whispered and nuzzled my head into his warm chest.

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"What's that ring on your finger?" My mom asked as we sat together by the table in the guesthouse late that night.

I blushed and couldn't hide my wide smile. "You won't believe it" I said.

"You met someone?" My mother asked, of course she couldn't imagine what had actually happened.

"Someone yes. Michael, he gave me this ring as a sign of our love" I said and looked at the ring. "He loves me!" I squealed.

"Michael Jackson? Susan you gotta be kidding me" She laughed, but when I shook my head her expression changed.

"It's true mom, we get along so well, we totally understand each other"

"Are you sure he's the right guy for you? Susan, he's a pop star! " My mom raised her eyebrows but couldn't hide her smile. "And he's older than you, by how much again?"

"He's 35, so we are 10 years apart, which is not bad mom, after all, that doesn't matter. I really love him"

"I know Susan, I'm happy for you. He's the man of your dreams. But, you know we can't stay here forever. In 3 weeks we have to leave again and you have to continue your job. I doubt he will...you know, be able to keep up with your relationship. He's famous honey"

I couldn't believe it. I was totally lost in this dream world of Neverland and Michael that I had forgotten that we weren't going to stay here forever. I had just started a new job. We would be more than 2 hours away from each other every day!