| Just Another Day at the Office Chapter 2 |
| "Hey, Michael, would you like to come out for lunch with me?" I asked Michael, as I knocked on the door to his office. "Sure, Iīd love to. Hold on a second, I just have to fax somethinī" Michael said. "Well, what do you want to eat?" I asked Michael. "Um, well, we canīt really go into town to get anything, but do you like Chinese? I can have it delivered here and we can go up to the top of the building to eat it on the balcony." Michael suggested. "Sure, I love Chinese", I said. Okay, well, hold on Iīll go call. It should be here in 20 minutes or so. Letīs go up top, okay" Michael said as we left. "Michael, I canīt believe how high up we are. You can see all of L.A from here. . ." I said, as we walked out the door onto the top of the building. There was a patio table and chairs. "Do you come up here often?" I asked Michael. "Yes. Well, whenever Iīm here, that is. Usually Iīm not at MJJ for long cuz of touring or videos, or being in the studio, but as of late Iīve had a lot of work to do with Sony, and I just finished filming Unbreakable. It should be out soon with the single, and Iīm not sure when Iīll be touring, so thatīs why Iīm here right now." Michael said. "Oh, I see. I kind of figured that you wouldnīt be here all the time, because you seem so busy ,well, obviously" I said. "Yes. So how do you like it here?" Michael asked me "Itīs great. Iīve been getting a lot of experience" I said, smiling at Michael. As our food came, I noticed Michael kept looking at me. I think he noticed I was staring at him. Suddenly, I said something I regretted. "So, Michael, howīs your girlfriend?" I asked, then I realizing I shouldnīt have gotten so personal. "Humm, my girlfriend, well, I havenīt been seeing anyone for a few months now. How about you, if you donīt mind me askinī?" he asked me, smiling. "Well, I dunno, I donīt really have a great deal of time to manage a relationship, but as in just seeing someone I have been in and out of relationships. Nothing serious, but in the past to many bad things happened for me to want to start a serious relationship" I said. "Oh, I understand. Thatīs the thing with me, too. I barely have time and if I just want to hang out, or chill with a girl, she wants a strong commitment and I feel like Iīm cheating her out of a relationship and wasting her time because I canīt always devote a lot of time to her, but I cant see how a guy could do anything bad to someone like you, Jus" Michael said. "Well, I kinda figured a lot of guys try to take advantage of me, and just see me as a spoiled lil rich girl, or as object, you know what I mean? Like, I have to like the person to have a physical relationship with them, I said. "I know what you mean, but somehow I kind of got that spoiled lil rich girl image at first, but now that Iīm starting to get to know you better, I can see who you really are" Michael smiled. "What?!..hehe..well, who do you think I really am then, Mr Smart?" I laughed. "Well, I think you are very dedicated to what you do, like school, and deep down inside, you really want to have fun.." Michael said. "Yeah, thatīs pretty much it", I smiled at him. Just looking at his face, and how wonderful his eyes were, and his soft lips. . . . "Justice...", Michael said. "Yes Michael?" I asked. "Arenīt you gonna eat, girl? Your food is gettinī cold" Michael giggled. "Yeah...I was just thinking of something" I said. "Can i ask what?" Michael laughed. "Nothing much" I said, blushing. "Justice how old are you?" Michael asked, as he ate his noodles. "Iīm 21, turning 22 on July 13th" I replied. "Are you serious? You seem so much older. . .Not that thatīs a bad thing, but you seem so mature. . ." Michael said, looking shocked. "I have been told that before, even when I was 16 people thought I was 21. I guess I just seem older than I am" I said. "Itīs not just that. You look older. . .of course Iīm not sayin that you. . . umm. . .well. . . . Okay, Iīm just going to shut my mouth now." Michael said. "Hehe, I never expected you to be so funny", I laughed. "What did you expect?" Michael laughed. "Well, Iīm not going to be rude, you are my employer" I said. "No, Iīm not, Iīm just workin with you. I donīt want you to just think of me as your boss. Come on, tell me. . ." Michael said. "Well, I donīt know, some of the things Iīve heard about you kind of gave me the impression that you would be so different to what you are" I said. "Like what? Donīt worry, Iīve heard it all before" Michael laughed. "I donīt know, I just thought you were kind of conceited and would be a little wacky or something. Iīm so sorry I said that, Michael", I said. "Donīt be sorry. Youīre just telling me your opinion. Iīve had a lot of worse and completely false comments made about me" Michael said. "I didnīt think you were weird, or a freak, because when I watched TV I saw you doing a lot of good things for children and everything else. Like, donīt get me wrong, itīs just, I thought you thought you were all that" I laughed. "Me?!. . Come on now, itīs the fans who made up the whole King of Pop thing. Well, Lizzy first started it, at some award show. She announced me as the King of Pop, Rock and Soul, or something, I canīt remember. It was probably 20 years ago, but fans and the media started addressing me as that and, what can i say? Please donīt call me that. I have never called myself that but again, itīs the media. They are a pain in the ass" Michael laughed. "ohh, I see, but, now that I have met you, I can see that you arenīt all that conceited" I laughed. "That conceited ?!" Michael laughed, as he shrugged at me.I just laughed. "Iīm kiddin , Iīm kiddin" I said. Michael just laughed at me. "haha ohmigod, Michael" I said, laughing at a noodle on his cheek. "What is it?" Michael said, looking behind him for something. "No, come here" I said, leaning over the table towards his face. "You have something on your face...its only a noodle", I said, as I brushed it off. "Th..thanks" Michael said as my hand rubbed against his smooth face. I felt the tension between us. I was so tempted to kiss him. Iīm not usually like that, but there was something about him. . . "Come on, weīre going to be late" I said as we walked inside. "Yeah and theyīll get a search party out" Michael laughed. "Yes, I know" I laughed, as we walked on to the elevator. It was so awkward. It was just me and him in the elevator. I kept looking over at him, he looked so good. He caught me looking at him, and just smiled at me. I donīt know what came over us, but we just kept looking at each other and I walked over to where Michael was leaning against the wall and he stepped forward and just wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. . . It was so warm and gentle, he didnīt even try to tongue me or anything. "Oh my God, Justice Iīm sorry" Michael said, pulling away. "For what?" I asked, wanting more of his warm lips on mine. "I shouldnīt have done that" Michael said. "Why?" I asked. "Because this could never be right", Michael said. "Michael, you canīt lie and say you didnīt want this to happen, and Iīm not going to lie and say I didnīt either" I said. "Well, I never intended anything to happen. Justice Iīm sorry, I do have feelings for you but this could never be" Michael said, as he took my hand in his and then let go as we walked out of the elevator. "Justice, come in my office to talk" Michael said. "No, thatīs alright, Iīll go back to work. I feel so stupid now" I said, walking quickly into my office. "No, Justice, come here" Michael said, catching up to me. I just walked into my office and started to finish what I had had been doing on the computer before lunch, to get my mind off hi, and how stupid I felt. "Justice, I need to talk to you" Michael said, as he walked in and shut the door behind him. "What is it?" I asked, as I continued to type. "Listen, in case you havenīt been able to tell, these past few weeks Iīve grown really fond of you, and I love having you around, but listen, you donīt think I donīt want this? I canīt tell you how bad I want you, but I know how wrong it would be" Michael said, reaching out for my hand. "Michael, I love being here, itīs just that, well, I acted on my emotions, which is a first for me, and I shouldnīt have. Iīm not usually like this, Iīm never this unfocused" I said. "Justice, I canīt help the way I feel, and neither can you. Iīm sorry if I reacted to strongly, but I donīt want you to lose respect for me, and I donīt want to disrespect you, or your father" Michael said. "Is this about my dad or about me?" I asked. "No, itīs not about your dad, itīs about you. I donīt wanna hurt you, or disappoint you. You are too good a women for that" Michael said. "Okay, well, I think we should just put this behind us" I said. "Is that what you want?" Michael asked. "Yes, itīs no big deal" I said. Actually, I was lying the most I had ever lied in my whole life. I wanted him so bad. . . . . |