"Michael! I-" You shouted down the stairs. Realising he wouldn't hear you, you ran down the stairs after him.
You searched down the halls, until you found him in the living room. Packing his things.
"Michael Please." Is all you could say. It's all you could think.
"Why? You don't have to leave." You managed to add on the end.
You stood in solitude as the room went silent and Michael lifted himself from the floor.
You both stood staring at each other, waiting for his answer.
"Y/N, you know I'll always love you." He informed as he picked up his things.
Tears started to form in your heartbroken eyes as he made his way past you and to the front door.
"That's not an excuse for leaving Michael! I've done nothing, all I've done is support you." Your voiced cracked as you did your best to follow him.
You forced yourself to stop as Michael did, just at the front door. It's wide open and you can see his black limo outside.
"That's exactly it." His voice fell weak.
"All you've ever done for me is love me, support me and stick up for me. And look where it's got you. You're career is fading away because your spending too much time taking care of me. People are writing fake things about you in the papers. People don't like you because they don't like me. And last week you got sexually harassed because your 'Michael Jacksons Girlfriend'." He tried to make his point. But all you could do was look through it because you love him.
"Michael, do you think I would still be here if I cared about all that stuff?" You asked him sincerely.
"No, but I care Y/N. I'm not ruining your life for you baby. Even if you want me to." He retorted hastily. He is trying to come off like he doesn't care. But his eyes tell you otherwise.
"I really... Really want you to." You whisper as a tear escapes your glazed eyes.
Michael turned to the door and carried his stuff half-way down the drive way before you ran after him, again.
"Please don't go, without you I'm weak." You admit to him. Michael shares a painful smile with you before putting his things in the limo.
Your face is now streamed in tears, your heart is aching with a pain that demands to be felt.
You stand there in your bed t-shirt, knickers and socks. Winds sweeping past your legs making your heart feel colder than it already is.
Your lips twitch with pain as you begin to find an answer. What did you do to deserve this? You don't care about the consequences of loving Michael. You just need him.
Michael approaches you, and lifts your chin up with his delicate fingers.
"Baby, I bet you remember the time we walked down that frozen lake. When we were young, and our love began." Michael eyes glazed with water.
"When we would talk on the phone, we would stay on the phone from night till dawn. Every morning the birds would sing. You remember all the things I said, that I love you and I'll never let you go. Those special times?" He became breathless.
"Yes I do Michael, and I'm starting to feel that you didn't- don't mean them." Your forced as tears became your face.
Michael smiled painfully and looks down to the floor, resisting crying with everything he had.
"Y/N, those Sweet Memories will Always be dear to me, and baby, no matter what I've ever said..." He breathed hesitantly.
"I will never forget what we had." He whispered into your ear.
As soon as you opened your eyes, he was in the limo and nearly invisible to the drive-way.
You stood in the cold as his last words seem like a distant whisper.
*~I Will Never Forget What We Had~*
