Chapter 6 : Kisses & Questions

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Mia's Pov
July,1973

In quick time I felt soft  lips on mine and realized Michael was kissing me...kissing me !

My eyes were wide at first and then a slowly shut trying to indulge in this perfect moment. The scenery the person, the everything.

Michael took his lips off of mine slowly looking at me and then to the grass quickly turning a bright crimson red even though it was night I could tell Michael was embarrassed

"Sorry..I just uh" he stuttered while looking down at the grass

"No it's okay, I liked it" saying the most absolute truth I have never felt like that, what was that feeling ? butterflies swirling your stomach your checks turning pink and your lips aching for another touch. Was this love ?

Michael and I kind of just sat there admiring each other and the moment you could say.

"Mia..I would you like to–" he started but stopped as my driver approached us

"Ms.Beverly your mother wanted you home by 8:00 and it's 7:40 we must be going to get you home on time and take Mr.Jackson home too, apologizes for interrupting I'll be waiting in the car"

"Thank you, we'll be right there" with that he turned and walked back to the car

Michael and I got up and started down the slightly darken path we walked in silence, it was a little unsettling what was he gonna ask me! To be his girlfriend ? To be his friend ? I don't know it ached not to actually know

Michael's Pov

I almost had her, she was right there and then the driver came. I was a little disappointed and felt like the moment wasn't special enough to ask her

My mind was racing of ways to get her alone again tonight but I just couldn't think of any. I was busy all day tomorrow and so was she we probably won't be able to really talk in person until the end of week, which would kill.

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We finally got to the car and before stepping in I had to tell her something

"How about you comeback to my house we can still talk" I suggested not wanting to sound as desperate as I felt

"I don't know Mike I have early rehearsal tomorrow and my mother is really strict with that kind of stuff" she sadly said I knew she wanted to come over but it just wouldn't work. Sometimes I wish we weren't stars at all and just carefree teens but that was not the case for us

We finally got in the car drove to my house to drop me off in silence with Mia's head on my shoulder still giving me a pinch of confidence to know that I have her

And she will soon be my girl.
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I woke up to a rustling sound, as my eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight I turned towards my closet where I saw Marlon going through my things

"What are you doing ?" I asked with a slight attitude irritated at the fact I was up so early

"None of your business" he replied shortly with a ton of attitude back

"It is so my business, it's my room" I answered Marlon and I haven't really interacted since our..fight last time so I was shocked that he was even in the same room as me. I missed him since we were brothers but I was still mad and I knew he was too

"Marlon ! What are You doing" I said with more emphasis he turned to me and just gave me look filled with hatred which hurt, he finally left the room and went over to where Marlon was in the closet where there laid only all my left shoes and no rights.

Mia's pov

"Mia when you stop your turn you need to make eye contact with someone in the audience to make them feel special" my mother instructed me
as I for the millionth time did my upcoming routine for a show I was supposed to go on

"Alright mother, lets do it again" I said with no expression trying to show her how exhausted I was from practicing so much

"Come on Mia you know practice makes perfect and your the example of it" she stated with a cheesy smile I rolled my eyes and continued from the top.

When I finally got out of rehearsal and photo shoots I was home, with my mother out of the house taking care of business with my father , I ran up to my room kicked my boots off put a record on and changed into bellbottoms and a orange off the shoulder shirt that ruffled. When I was in my room I finally felt like a actual kid that didn't have awards and records and was on every single teen magazine in the world , it was great. I decided since I was free all late afternoon that I would give Michael a call

I hopped on my bed to my bed side that stood the flower printed telephone , the phone rang twice and Michael answered

"Hello" his tired soft voice said

"Greetings" I said in the deepest voice I knew (there was no caller ID on the telephone so I could prank call all I wanted)

"Who is this" he voiced with slight amusement but still tired

"President Nixon" I stated
He laughed which made my butterflies swarm in my stomach again

"Hi Mia" he said with more energy than before

"Hi mike, I was wondering if you would like to come over" I said getting right to my point

"Sure I'll be over in minute" he stated

"Alright" I said lightly I then hung the phone up with that and excitedly waited for him to ring the doorbell so we could act like two immature teenagers home alone

*ding dong, ding dong* I hopped off my bed with my records still blasting James brown, I slightly ran down the elegant staircase to the two broad doors that suited the well crafted colonial house of my parents

I opened the doors with ease and was slightly confused when I saw no one standing in the doorway, but then he popped out from the side with a cute small smile

"Hi Mia" he said

"Hi mike" I said slightly rolling my eyes playfully to his boyish acts

I ushered him in and shut the door he'd been to my house so many times that he knew front top to bottom he was already halfway up the steps to my room where James brown was flowing from.

I walked up to my room to find him going through my record collection I stood in doorway just admiring him and his Afro

"You have ABC, I never knew that" he said amused

"I also have myself so don't be flattered" I said while giggling a little as I sat beside him going through the records we were somewhat really close and I liked it

I took down my record player from the stand it was standing on and put it in front of me and Michael I took the Blue Hawaii record from his hand and put it on, the first song was "Can't help falling in love" I loved that song.

Michael stood up and had his hand out to signal me to hold it I took his offer and stood up with him
While Elvis played Michael started rocking us back and fourth slow dancing with me hand in hand, my head on his shoulder

"Mia? Can I ask you somthin" he said while we were still dancing

"Sure what is it" I could already hear the question before it came out of his mouth

"Will..will you be my girl" he said quietly

I stopped dancing and looked at Him still hands entwined

"Yes" I said in his same hushed tone

He looked slightly stunned but it soon made sense to him because his hands were quickly at my
waist and our lips were touching once again.

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