Saturday. . .

It was only one more day until my family got back from Florida. Why would Michael Jackson, the King Of Pop be my baby sitter? This makes no sense. Have I really fallen in love with him? Has he really fallen in love with me? Or was it all just a game, just to see what it was like. I didn't even know what to do. I mean he asked me to marry him. What am I gonna do.
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Later on that Day. . .

"Hey Baby," Michael said," You thought about what I said?"

"Yeah, I'm really scared, I love you so much! This is all so much. I don't want to lose you. But what about the media and my parents."

"Ashley! Listen! I don't care about the media! I LOVE YOU! And you need to stop being scared of your parents, your 18 years old and you are able to make your own decisions!" he said," If you loved me back you would marry me."

"Michael, none of that is even the problem, it's how famous you are. Your never going to have time for me your always gonna be on tour and if we did get married, people what think I'm to young."

"Guess What Ashley? I don't care what people think. Family & Love comes first and your my love. And I'm always going to have time for you because your worth it."

"Michael, I don't want people to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you. I love too much for that. This is all so much to think about."

"Ashley, I need you in my life, forever, until the day I die." He starts to tear. " I'm only 28 and your 18 it's only 10 years apart, and age is just number."

"Aw Michael."

We start to hug and cry into each others shoulders. He looks straight into my eyes then kisses me roughly. I knew he really did love me.
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That very day I had to make a decision, and I chose Michael, but how was I going to tell my parents. . .

To be continued. . .