La la la la... ENJOY!
On the plane, high in the night sky, Analisa gazed down on the passing Earth. She was on Michael's private plane, on her way to Neverland. The place where dreams are endless.
When they had left the hotel, Michael insisted to keep her warm since she kept shivering and she looked deathly pale. He keep his arm around her and she insisted he shouldn't, for he would catch her illness. But she found out so far that Michael somehow gets his way. Of course she would give in because that smile and those eyes were her weaknesses.
Now, he sat next to her, sleeping. She smiled down at him. He looked so innocent asleep. The moonlight from the window washing over his face made him look like an angel.
She laid back in her comfy seat and sighed softly. She shivered again and she wondered where she had put her medicine. She got up, careful not to wake Michael. He made a small whining noise as she left his side. She giggled quietly and headed to her bag.
She dug around in her things and only found her bottle of Tylenol. She sighed and drank one down. She felt light headed again and she leaned against the wall of the 'room'.
She felt unbalanced so she slid down to the floor and sighed. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She couldn't see straight and she felt darkness weigh down on her. She passed out right then and there.
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Analisa felt someone brush back her wet hair stuck on her face. She opened her eyes to see Michael's worried face. He sighed in relief, but worry was still in his features.
'Oh, Annie, I thought you'd never wake up!' he said, hugging her tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go.
'Michael, what happened?' she asked, looking up at him.
'I don't know, girl. I woke up and I found you on the floor. I was so worried.'
'Oh, Michael.' This time she hugged him and he sighed. He held her, almost afraid to let go.
'Don't ever scare me like that anymore, girl.' he said, playfully nudging her. She giggled and she looked around, trying to get rid of the drowsiness. She felt his eyes on her and she slowly turned to look at him. He shook his head slightly and looked away, his hands very interesting at the moment. She could see he was blushing.
She giggled quietly. He looked real cute when he blushed. She rested her head on his shoulder and he looked down at her, such care and love in his eyes. He knew little of this girl, but he just felt weak and love struck around her.
When he first saw her face, he was instantly in love with her. When she first spoke, he fell even more in love. A woman had never made him feel this way before. He rested his head on hers and she sighed. Sure, he was Michael Jackson, but he was just a normal person to her.
She felt so in love with him, too, but they hardly knew each other. She wanted to know more about him and he wanted to know more about her. He need to know and he would find out soon enough.