Re: FanFiction: The Way You Make Me Feel
[Contains Raciness (graphic); not for sensitive readers]
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I sneak into the sets where Michael was rehearsing, and he gives me a greetful smile.
Michael: You wouldn't believe what happened.
Me: Tatiana got selected and you flirted with her big time.
Michael: (laughs) I didn't flirt!
Me: You did, it was so obvious you were into her.
Michael: I wasn't. Just her shyness make me swoon. Quite much of a turn on, she is.
Me: Turns me on? Where did that come from?
Michael: My new song, 'The Way You Make Me Feel', which I want Tatiana to star in.
Me: Oooooh! (winks) The title is even more flirty.
Michael: Mehar, you're taking us completely wrong. I'm not flirting, I just think she's pretty; and cute.
Me: Yeah yeah yeah... that's what everybody says.
Michael: Ch'mone, me and Tatiana... she's probably just 18.
Me: She's 23!
Michael: What? Really? How'd you know?
Me: I...I... saw her profile during the audition.
Michael: (loud voice) This is amazing!
Michael's co star Westley Snipes comes near him and says, "Yo, Mike... whatd' so amazing?" he says with a cheeky smile.
"Uh... nothing man... just the sets and everything. 'Bad' 's gonna be the best thing eva'!" Michael replies nervously. Westley gives him a high five and says, "Right on, Mike!" Michael gives a smile, and takes a seat.
Michael: (touches his chest and moves his fingers up and down) Why do I miss this stranger?
Me: You do? Who do you miss?
Michael: Yeah. I don't know who I miss really.
Me: Well, get you're mind off it, and find something else to do.
Michael: You're right, i'll go crazy if I don't. I want to be with this stranger, I want to do so many things to this stranger.
Me: What things, Michael?
Michael: I'll tell you when I get back to Neverland.
Michael grabs a pen a notepad next to it... he begans scribbling involuntarily and draws doodles and stars.
Just the very minute, Quincy Jones gives Michael a pat on the shoulder, "Applehead, what are you making?" he asked calling Michael by his nickname in a loving tone.
"Oh... just nothing, I was really bored; didn't have much to do." "I think you have no act for today; so if it makes you feel better, you can go home." Quincy said straightly. "Really? Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Michael said hugging Quincy and running out of the studio.
"Michael!"
Michael: No Frank... not another party invite...
"Yes, DiLeo." he says turning back to his overweight manager who is dressed in a nice tuxedo with a branded cigar popping out his mouth, as the smoke comes from his mouth, Michael let's out a cough.
"Frank, I told you not to smoke... it can damage your lungs." Michael said politely, "I'm sorry. Anyways, listen... i'm leaving with you now; and there is this party you're invited..."
Michael cuts in raising a hand, "No, Frank. You know I don't party..." Frank requested, "Have you ever partied?" Michael took his finger to his chin, "Come to think of it, No... I haven't." he replied. "So there... then we are most certainly going to that party." Frank says holding Michael's shoulder. "Well, if you insist." Michael said, being polite.
Michael entered his limo, and Frank sat at the front... he looked at his black shirt, and charcoal coat...
Michael: Is this party wear?
Me: Michael... there is no party wear. You look really nice, though!
Michael: Jeez. Well, have you ever partied? I really don't want to be a misfit there.
Me: You and misfit? Are you crazy?
Michael: (nags with a giggle) Whaaaaat?
Me: You're hot. You'll have tons of women after you.
Michael: (blushes and rolls eyes) Mehar... I didn't say yes to this invite because of women.
Me: Yeah, I believe you.
Michael: Anyways, have you partied?
Me: Sadly, I haven't. But, I bet you'll find it quite awesome.
Michael: I reckon that. (sighs)
Tatiana had just entered the party she was supposed to be at. Somehow, Michael's limo was heading quite much on the same route, except for some shortcuts.
"Michael, were here!" Frank said enthused. Frank had been wishing for years that he'd go on a party with his boss, Michael. And finally, he's got him in his cage... and Frank wants to make this the best time for Michael.
Frank steps out as Michael puts on a black mask, covering his face and nose, highlighting his deep brown eyes.
"Is this good enough?" Michael says looking up and DiLeo.
"Yup... it's a normal party... so everyone inside might be like that." he replied getting inside, as Michael slowly entered...
"MGM Hotel and Casino" he reads, and walks in slowly.
The party was massive. A sea of people on the dance floor. Michael moved around as he slowly lowered his hoodie more... Frank first went to the bar and handed a small packet with powder in it to the bartender pointing at Michael, and later was dancing with some women...
Michael later came to him and asked, "What am I supposed to do?" he asked, confused. "Find a girl... dance, drink... and have fun." DiLeo said with a cheeky look as he eyes the bartender once more, and he continues dancing with the ladies...
Michael moved to the bar, he slowly began... and another girl, standing on the other side of the bar, just seemed to say the same thing with him, "A glass of apple juice please." they both said.
Michael turned towards this girl, and he began staring at her. Tatiana gave him a small smile and giggled.
Michael: Tatiana?
Me: Whee... this is going to be the best party eva'!
Tatiana stood next to him in a purple dress; she looked stunning. Michael saw her just with a little matt lipstick, but she was looking great with that silver eyeliner, those glossy lips, chunky bracelets up her arm, a small; elegant locket in her neck and a small little tootsie roll purse in silver.
What amazed Michael more that she ordered apple juice, too.
"You don't drink?" she opposed the question.
"No... actually, I don't. You?" Michael replied straightly, though his knees were trembling a bit.
"No, but once occasionally; what's with the mask?" she asked holding the end of her masks as her finger touches a bit of Michael's cheek, making Michael's heartbeat go faster.
Michael: Oh my God. My heart... oh God...
Me: That's 70 beats per minute!
"Huh?" she says once more, moving her hand off the fabric. "I... I'm just..." Michael says as she cuts in, "Nevermind, i'm being nosy asking that. Hey... you're drink." she says picking up the glass handing it to Michael, "Thank you." he says taking a sip of the juice.
"What's your name?" she asks as she completes her sentence, "I'm Tatiana. But people just call me Taz."
Michael smiles and says, "Mike, that's what my friends call me."
Tatiana smiles, "Nice meeting you Mike." Michael replies "You too."
After finishing their drinks, Tatiana asks, "Wanna dance?" Michael licks his lips, and says... "Love to."
Michael slowly goes to the dance floor with Tatiana... she starts dancing and Michael shorty joins her... they dance, chat and giggle on topics, Tatiana even teaches Michael some moves... and they end up giggling when Michael performs them.
In his black shirt with the sleeves folded up, Michael snaps his fingers and dances... he danced like every other guy there, not as Michael Jackson... apart from the constant crotch holds, which just come to him whenever he has a good time while dancing.
"Yay Mike!" Tatiana says as Michael dances, Frank was too far away to notice Michael, as Michael replies to Tatiana enthused, "I've never had so much fun, Tatiana!"
Michael starts to feel something, and Tatiana does too. Within minutes, they forget who they're dancing with... and the DJ switches tracks.
Slowly the tune of 'Love to Love you Baby' starts playing... everybody gets closer, and the couples start holding eachother.
Tatiana and Michael look at eachother... Michael turns his eyes away and looks up. "It wont hurt Mike..." Tatiana says, coming a bit closer... Michael slowly takes a little sigh, bites his lower lip... and the tension building in his mind, and all those dirty fantasies running in his mind, Michael never thought of a woman like that before, he enclasps both his hands, and slowly takes' Tatiana's hand, Tatiana grasps his hand, and moves her fingers inside the spaces inbetween his fingers... then he takes her other hand, and Tatiana does the same... she encloses it tightly... and they both pull closer gently... Michael's hands slowly touch her waist...
Tatiana takes her hand to his shoulders, and holds them tightly that makes Michael give a small unhearable moan. Michael moved his hands slowly over her hips in a chinese fan way as they slowly begin turning and moving slowly, moving closer every second.
Michael feels Tatiana's hands reach for his neck slowly... she feels his soft curls and bites her lip. Michael closes his eyes, and opens them, they look at Tatiana sweetly...
Tatiana gives a little smirk, and says, "You have lovely curls..." Michael asks "Hmm?" "Yeah, very nice." Tatiana says as her finger twirls a curl out of his black fedora around her finger.
Michael gives a small "Mmmm." which Tatiana actually heard. Michael just wanted to give into her, he wanted to kiss her, there was surely something in that apple juice for the both.