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You've always been there for him. The shine im his eyes always bright up your day. The smile that made you blush everytime you see him. His kindness and gentleness brought out who he was. Through the pains of his family, mostly his father. You always stayed by his side for better or for worst. Just for a moment you've develop such feelings, you never thought you would ever get. Yet with his career startin out with his own music. Will he ever have time for you? Does he feel the same for you?

"__________!! Hey! Girl!" Your thoughts were broken as you were sitting under a tree with him in his own backyard. It was just him and his mother, his brothers were out doing a gig while his father was with them as well. His arms were wrapped around you, comforting for one.

"Sorry, Michael.."

"What are you thinking about?" You...

"Lots of things, Michael...wondering what I will do in life." Michael raised his hand up and twirl his finger on a strand of your hair. You looked over at him and giggle.

"Like what?"

"Michael-"

"Come on, girl." he raised an eyebrow as you gave into him.

"Well...my purpose in life. My mother wanted me to find a man that would take care of me. I'm almost 20." Michael never really like your mother, she was too old fashion. He cupped your cheek as your cheeks burned a little.

"You are so more than what your mother thinks."

"Well what can I do, Michael. You on the other hand already been doing what you love. Professional and all..Me...I can't do anything." Michael hated it when you talk down on yourself.

"Don't say that, you do have potential."

"Like what?"

"Art. You can dance, sing, even draw to extent that he beyond your imagination. I've seen your work, you can make a name for yourself, but you were always shy to let it show." You shrugged him and got up.

"It's getting late-"

"Stay for the night, Mother wont mind, _________." It was true, your mother wouldn't like the idea of her little girl being out on the street, even if you did live not far from him. Anything could happened and the thought scared you. Michael got up from the ground and took your hand. Leading you away from the tree, you looked over at him.

"Where are we going?"

"My private studio, I want to show you something." Following him inside the house, Michael quickly brief his mother, saying you were stating for the night and she smiled and agreed with him. His mother always adored you and loved when you would come over to spend time with Michael. He was never social with others except for his family. It was nice to see he wasnt completely shy than the first time you met him. Heading down the stairs as you realize a huge door was blocking the way. You've never been to his private studio, it was off limits with his personal future songs and albums. Not even his own family has been here, except for today. Michael brought the key out of his pocket and unlock the door, pushing it. He lead you inside as your eyes widen. Everything was right what he needed, papers covered the table, while a sound booth was next to the microphone. It wasnt much, but it was still incredible.

"No wonder you don't let your mother down here. Its a complete mess."

"You dont have to tell me twice, now I want you to sit here." pointing to the chair, near the you sat down. Michael pulled another chair over. Grabbing a sheet of paper, he handed it over to you. Reading it, the lyrics of the song was incredible. Michael smiled as he cupped your cheek with his hand, his eyes staring into yours.

"Michael."

"I...I have something to confess..."

"Confess?"

"I think its better in song." He moved away from you as he went into his sound booth. Putting his headphones as you can hear the music. Michael close his eyes and began to sing.

Looking in my mirror 
Took me by surprise 
I can't help but see you 
Running often through my mind 
Helpless like a baby 
Sensual disguise 
I can't help but love you 
It is getting better all the time

Wait, what? The words...looking back down at the paper. It was this song...yet hearing it now. You look back at Michael. Was he...was this the confession?

I can't help it if I wanted to 
I wouldn't help it even if I could 
I can't help it if I wanted to 
I wouldn't help it, no....

You were speechless to even answer. All this time...he..felt this way about. His voice was like falling under a spell, captivating and beauitful. Setting the paper down, you watched him. Michael opened his eyes, his cheeks were burning as his shyness was coming in. BUT that didnt stop him.

Love to run my fingers 
Softly while you sigh 
Love came and possessed you 
Bringing sparkles to your eyes

Like a trip to heaven 
Heaven is the prize 
And I'm so glad I found you 
You're an angel in disguise

I can't help it if I wanted to 
I wouldn't help it even if I could 
I can't help it if I wanted to 
I wouldn't help it, no

The music was slowly dying down. Michael took off the headphones and walked back out to you. You stood up as he came infront of you. Hia hand brush some of your hair out of your face. Delicate he was, he couldnt form any more words he can express, taking the courage. You lean up and kissed him, Michael soon melted into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around you, tiling his head to the side. You allowed him to taste you, his tongue battling out with yours. Your back suddenly hit against the wall, heated as you both were.  Michael rested his hand on your lower thigh. You flinched a little, causing Michael to pull away.

"I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Michael its okay." you smiled at him as you kissed him once more.

"So...you feel the same?"

"I always had, Michael. I was afraid.."

"Now you have a purpose, if you want. I like for your talents to shine, collab if you want." Your eyes widen with joy.

"Really?"

"Yes." you jumped into his arms and kissed him over and over his lips. Michael held onto you and chuckle.

"I love you."

"I love you." bringing your lips together against his. Things seem to heated once more.