I couldn't pinpoint the time and place of where I was... all I was aware of, was his lips against mine. So, so soft. But firm, at the same time.

Reality kicked in. My eyes flew open, and I quickly broke away; im sure my face resembled something as a firetruck right about now. I couldn't believe I just did that. I kissed Michael! Michael freaking Jackson. Now, how many girls have the chance to say that? Not many, I tell ya.

I was a little smug, but still. I was too appalled at myself. Surely he hated me now, or at least was totally beyond grossed out and wanted to get the heck out of here. But the look on his face told a whole different story.

He was smiling.

SMILING, of all things! Wow. Must be something wrong with that boy. Or maybe something right...

"I am so... SO sorry. I- I just got.. caught up in the moment and all, and... please. Its okay if you want to leave now because I mean I completely understand." Man. I took that out so fast I barely even understood my words myself.

"No, no. No." he smiled. "Its alright. I kinda liked it myself." I blushed, and he laughed. "I think its cute when you blush like that." He added. Which, of course made me change an even deeper shade.

"I think you're cute..." I whispered. His response was a grin. But then it faltered. "What?" I asked. "Michael, what is it?" He shook his head. "No! Tell me! ... Please." I added the last part so it sounded like a little child, about to cry.

He sighed. "Well, like I was saying... I really don't know how much longer I can stay here. I mean, sure. I enjoy being here with you, but... it might be best if.. if I just go home. To California."

My heart broke.

I think I was kind of being unreasonable. I mean, he's a freaking superstar! What was I thinking? That we could have some Cinderella-ish relationship, and ride off into the sun on a horse, happily ever after? Well, theres my answer to that question.

I couldn't find the words to speak though. I just stood there, frozen and quiet.

"Bella... I don't.. I don't want you to think that I don't WANT to be here, because I do. But, I couldn't stay here forever anyway. People would eventually start to wonder, and look for me. Plus that girl who recognized me. I really appreciate your friendship Bella, and... I know it would be nice to.. try something more but, it would be just too complicated."

He quit for a moment, and then added the next part on quietly. "Besides... I see the way Edward looks at you. I can tell he really likes you. And, believe it or not, you be checking him out too." he chuckled. Hmm. Edward? Hmp. Guess I never really thought of that. Probably because I was so off Michael. But, Edward was pretty cute. Scratch that. He was freakin' smokin' !

"I guess..." I said with a smile. "But, still. Even if we are just really good friends, it would still hurt to see you leave." I nodded, agreeing.

"Yes, yes I know. But, I love my job, Bella. Its.. its like breathing to me. I need it to live. Without it, I'm nothing. And, while it was nice to have this little vacation, I cant stay away from music for long. I just cant." I understood. I guess I was being pretty selfish earlier.

"As long as you promise to keep in touch." I smiled, jokingly. But I was actually pretty serious, at the same time.

"I promise." He smiled, and leaned down to kiss me, one last time. "Thankyou. For everything, Bella. I mean it. You still have my number, right?" I nodded. "Well, call anytime. If you ever need anything. And, if you ever need some tickets to my show, I got you. Just call whenever."

"Thanks. So much. I'm like, really blessed that I got to meet you. I am still a huge fan, you know. And thats never going to change."

"Thats okay. I wouldn't want it too." And he grinned big. He held his arms out for one last hug, and I gladly, gladly went over into his arms, savoring this special moment with my idol. "Bye, Bella. I promise, we'll hang out whenever I'm close by here again. You never know when I might just pop in." He winked, and then, with one final hug, and kiss on the cheek, walked out the door.

"Bye Michael..." I whispered. I was going to miss him. A bunch.

I watched him leave, and then I went outside, and sat on the porch. My eyes wandered to the humongous house, that was so close, but seemed so far away from mine. Hmm... Edward.

Before I knew it, I found myself hurridly walking towards the mansion like home. I ran up the steps, and stopped. Contemplating on what I should do next.

Hesitantly, I took ever ounce of courage in my body, put it all into my tiny fist, and pounded softly, on the door three times.

Knock, knock, knock.

It took a few seconds, but suddenly, the door opened. And I was greeted, by this Adonis-looking, Bronze haired God.

Edward.


So, yeah. I guess I'm pretty horrible, right? Yeah. Sorry.

But, you know... school and all that. Like, its not even funny. Sophomore year, we have SO much more homework than Freshman year! No. Lie.

Plus, I've been enjoying some of my free time with my amazingly wonderful boyfriend. :) Finally, SON! Baha, idk. Butyeah. I HOPE you liked this.

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