Michael pov
I was interviewing with Martin Bashir who is a publisher and I'm doing as show live.
"So how often do you contain yourself without taking any drug's?" He asked
"Well...I mostly have to control it by not taking any over at night or day." I replied
"So how fond are you expecting your grandchild?" He asked
"I'm very excited to see her come out real soon." I replied
I then saw Zoey come in her pajamas while rubbing her tummy.
"Hi baby girl, how's the little one doing?" I asked as she sat down holding her tummy as she giggled
"Good and so is she also. Daddy can you sing us a lulllaby?" She asks as I rubbed her stomach
"Of course baby girl" I replied as I sat her on my lap but I'm kind of shy of showing her like this
"What song Do you want me to sing?" I asked her
"Can you sing We are the world?" She asked and I smiled
"Of course baby girl." I replied as she put her head on my shoulder as I rubbed her stomach calmly
After finishing the song she was asleep like a little baby again when she was born.
"So she's really something?" Martin asked
"Yes she takes after me for that matter." I replied kissing her forehead as I rocked her gently while replying to the boring an pervy questions
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Zoey Lynn Jackson Story
FanfictionThis is the story of how Michael Jackson had Zoey story. And NO! HE IS NOT GOING TO DIE IN 2009.
