It Started In Gary IN. (a Michael Jackson Fanfic)

Chapter 37: Really Jermaine?

Shelby's POV
November 17th 1987

"Shelby, I hate to tell you this but, I've set up an interview for us to talk about our relationship," Michael said.

"Wait? When?" I asked

".....today.....," he said

"Michael!! Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asked

"Because! I didn't know how you would respond," he answered

"I'm okay with it, I just wish you would have told me sooner, okay?" I said, kissing his cheek.

"Okay, next time I plan something, I'll let you know right away, okay?" He said, smiling

"Okay,"

We got into the car and drove to the ABC news studio with Bill and Kenny.

"Alright, Shelby this is the first time you've talked in front of Hollywood, so just calm down, and answer the questions from heart,okay? Don't think about if it's gonna make you look bad, I learned that ages ago," Michael told me in the dressing room.

I nodded my head.

"Mr. and mrs. Jackson, they are ready for you now," a stage hand said.

"Actually, we aren't married, but thank you," I said.

Michael gave me a kind of a I'm-planning-something-big look.

"You ready?" He said

"Y-Yep," I said

We walked down the long hallway, hand in hand. Walking slowly.

"Take a seat right there please," the interviewer said

"Michael, I'm nervous, what if I say something bad?" I asked, grabbing his hand

"Don't worry, you have me. I've done plenty of interviews in my time, I'll do most of the talking, okay?"

"Okay," I said, holding my breath.

"Alright, Michael, Shelby, we are live in 3,2,1!" The director said

"Hello and good morning everyone, i am Diane Sawyer and I am here to talk with Michael Jackson and his "mystery girl," now known as a new model, Shelby Henderson, welcome you two, welcome," the woman said.

"Thank, were very glad to be here," Michael said, slightly giggling.

I just smiled a little bit.

"So Michael, Shelby, when did this whole thing start?" Diane asked, making a circular motion with her hand.

"Well, you know, my entire family and I decided to go back to Gary for a while, and I met her in a very odd way, we ran into each other running away from paparazzi, at a church *laughs* and then, something terrible happened to her that night, which is private, so I went to see her in the hospital, and then we just clicked," Michael explained.

"Well isn't that something! Now, Shelby, we have never heard you talk to the public before, you were known as "MJ's mystery girl," for months I think we are all DYING to hear what you have to say on the topic of you and Michael's relationship, so why don't you tell us what your initial thought was when you met Michael," Diane said

Shit, I have to answer.

"Well, we were at church that day, as Michael said, and we kinda exchanged little looks and blushes but, when he came running down that hall, I literally felt like my life was flashing before my eyes, but in a good way. I just felt like a little fan girl who got chosen to go on stage with him," I explained

Wow, that wasn't hard, I just let out my feelings.

Okay.

"Well isn't this just a perfect little love story! Now, another big part of your relationship was that little trip to Louisville, Kentucky, where I grew up, actually. Will you tell us about that?"

"Well, Umm again, running away from the paparazzi, which actually turned out to be a good thing in the long run, but ah, we just had to get away for a little while. And I think if we didn't, she wouldn't have come back to Neverland with me," He said, as I giggled.

"Also, I would like to ask, back in early September, August, maybe, Shelby, you were readmitted into the hospital, if your comfortable, will you tell us why?" Diane asked.

I looked at Michael, who gave me eyes of doubt, but I thought it was time.

"Well, as you know, I'm a model, it's what I love to do, I'm still doing it, it's just that the first time, I Uh, I was basically brain washed into thinking I wasn't pretty enough and umm skinny enough so, I hurt myself in a very, very terrible way so Michael found out and took me in right away," I explained

"That's terrible, well I'm so very happy to hear that your nice and healthy now, Shelby, we were all praying for you," Diane said

"Well thank you very much," I said, smiling.

"Now, I think it's time to address the elephant in the room, Shelby, is it true that you are pregnant?" She said, giggling.

"I looked at Michael and smiled, Michael giving me the biggest smile ever.

"Yes, it's very true, I am pregnant!" I said, excitedly

"And it's Michael's right?" She joked

"Yes this time The kid is my child," he laughed, making a reference to Billie Jean.

"And when are you due may I ask?" She asked

"Well, I'm due around late June, early July," I answered

"And if you don't mind me asking, how does your parents feel about you being pregnant?" She said

"My parents have been very understanding and just very happy all around. They know how happy I am with Michael, and all they want is for me to be happy," I said.

"Well isn't that just amazing, now, usually celebrities with such high status's would like to keep something like pregnancy private, how did this come up to the public?" She asked

"Actually, we really did want it to be private, and it was VERY, VERY private only few people knowing, and we just turned on the TV to see it right there on the new. It makes me very upset that someone so dear to me could tell of something so private," Michael said, as I rubbed his arm.

"Do you know who told?" Diane asked

"No we do not," Michael said

"Well sources claim that Jermaine Jackson told multiple news outlets and tabloid magazines that Shelby was pregnant," Diane answered

Oh no.

I look over to Michael, with his jaw to the floor, looking hurt and sad.

I rubbed his arm and whispered in his ear

"Do we need to take a break?" I whispered to him

He nodded

Diane got the message and said:

"Okay we are out of time folks, you just witnessed Michael Jackson and Shelby Henderson, for their first ever live interview, thank you for tuning in, I am Diane sawyer, and this is ABC news,"

"Come on Michael, let's go back to the dressing room," I said, pulling him up, and walking to the dressing room, his arm in mine.