Author's Note: This is a sort of side burner one-shot for Will You Be There. I was listening to I Just Can't Stop Loving You and like this little one shot popped into my head. Hope you enjoy. This takes place a few months after Michael and Harry get married and might be included in the story if I can get it to fit.

Harry sat in the rooms he shared with Michael, his homework spread out around him but he saw none of it nor did he see the fire he was staring at. All he could see was the anger on Michael's face after reading the letter. All he heard was the yelling. A tear welled up in Harry's eyes. He thought Michael loved him. He thought that they were madly in love, despite the fact that they barely knew each other before they got married.

A sob escaped past his lips as the tears finally slipped free. He didn't hear the portrait open nor it close as Michael slipped silently in. Michael stopped when he heard his young husband crying and knew it was his fault. Michael quietly went over to where Harry sat on the carpeted floor and sank next to him, pulling the trembling teen into his arms. Harry startled slightly but Michael held him and whispered into his hair,

"I'm so sorry mon petit amour. I really am. I just saw the contents of that letter and I snapped. I hate seeing things like that written to anyone and I guess I overreacted" Harry didn't say anything as he buried his face into Michael's white dress shirt, inhaling his scent.

"I'm sorry" Harry whispered finally and Michael pushed his chin up and whispered,

"Do not apologize. You did nothing wrong" Harry nodded and Michael stood, pulling Harry up with him.

"I want you to hear something" Michael whispered as he pulled Harry into the room that housed the piano. Harry just followed and watched as Michael sat down before he struck a chord on the piano. Harry immediately knew what song it was and it warmed his heart to hear Michael play/sing it.

Each Time The Wind Blows
I Hear Your Voice So
I Call Your Name . . .
Whispers At Morning
Our Love Is Dawning
Heaven's Glad You Came . . .

You Know How I Feel
This Thing Can't Go Wrong
I'm So Proud To Say
I Love You
Your Love's Got Me High
I Long To Get By
This Time Is Forever
Love Is The Answer

Harry sat next to Michael and started to sing, much to Michael's surprise.

I Hear Your Voice Now
You Are My Choice Now
The Love You Bring
Heaven's In My Heart
At Your Call
I Hear Harps,
And Angels Sing

You Know How I Feel
This Thing Can't Go Wrong
I Can't Live My Life
Without You

I Just Can't Hold On

I Feel We Belong

My Life Ain't Worth Living
If I Can't Be With You

I Just Can't Stop Loving You
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
And If I Stop . . .
Then Tell Me Just What
Will I Do

'Cause I Just Can't Stop
Loving You

At Night When The
Stars Shine
I Pray In You I'll Find
A Love So True . . .

When Morning Awakes Me
Will You Come And Take Me
I'll Wait For You

You Know How I Feel
I Won't Stop Until
I Hear Your Voice Saying
"I Do"

"I Do"
This Thing Can't Go Wrong

This Feeling's So Strong

Well, My Life Ain't

Worth Living

If I Can't Be With You
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
And If I Stop . . .
Then Tell Me, Just What
Will I Do

I Just Can't Stop Loving You

We Can Change All The World
Tomorrow

We Can Sing Songs Of
Yesterday

I Can Say, Hey . . .Farewell
To Sorrow

This Is My Life And I,

Want To See You For Always
I Just Can't Stop Loving You

No, Baby

Oh!

I Just Can't Stop Loving You

If I Can't Stop!

And If I Stop . . .

No

Oh! Oh! Oh . . .Oh . . .

What Will I Do? Uh . . .Ooh . . .
(Then Tell Me, Just What
Will I Do)

I Just Can't Stop Loving You

Hee! Hee! Hee! Know I Do
Girl!

I Just Can't Stop Loving You

You Know I Do
And If I Stop . . .

Then Tell Me, Just What
Will I Do

I Just Can't Stop Loving You

Michael played the last few notes of the song before pulling Harry in for a searing kiss, tears streaming down Harry's face but this time for joy. Michael kissed the tears away before placing a sugar sweet kiss onto Harry's lips, hands running through the shoulder length, black silk hair.

"I will never stop loving you Harry. I promise that" Michael whispered finally and Harry nodded.

"I know and I am the same. I love you mon ange d'or" Michael kissed Harry and then proceeded to show him just how much the boy-who-lived how much he was loved by the singer.

Mon petit amour: My little love

Mon ange d'or: My golden angel

Well there you have it. I'll probably have this added as a later chapter to Will You Be There

A Michael Jackson fan forver and for always,

Sierra