[MJ Fanfiction] What Happened That Day

Partie 20: Never Can Say Goodbye

I woke up again at 9am. Michael was still fast asleep, and I managed to walk out of my bed without making any noise. I tip-toed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, burshed my teeth and left a note on the kitchen table for Michael which read:

“I'm at the hospital, I didn't want to bother you with this. I'll be back soon, June xx”

It broke my heart to let Michael alone, but I had to go to check on my dad. Going without Michael is a good thing, after all. I'll have to take his good advice about what happened this morning. He always know what to do in these cases.

I took my car and drove to the hospital. I couldn't stop thinking about Michael, and I feel guilty about it, because I should be focused on my dad's health at the moment. Why did I kiss him, in the first place ? Well, you wanted it, June. Very badly.

When I arrived in the hospital, I went straight in my father's room. Good, both of my parents were awoken.

“Here's my little girl!” said my father, like everthing was just fine.

“Hey dad, hey mom.” I gave them both a tight hug, and stayed by my father's bed side, holding his hand.

“Has Michael already left?” asked my father, with compassion in his voice.

“No, he is at my place, sleeping. He was really tired last night.”

“Tired doing what, exactly?” asked my father, raising an eyebrow.

“Antoine!” yelled my mother, punching his arm playfully.

“What? I have the right to know what my daughter does at night!”

“Actually, there's something I have to tell you about...”

“What is it, darling?”

“Well...” I lowered my face as I looked at the ground. “I kind of... Kissed him this morning.”

“Ok, I'll get some breakfast, I don't want to hear that...” said my mother, walking out the door with a confised look which made my father and I rolling our eyes.

“Why did you do that, honey? You told me you wasn't in love with him.”

“Yeah, I know... But I'm afraid I'm falling for him.”

“Why are you afraid? Love is the most beautiful thing, believe me, honey.”

“Well... I don't know, there's something weird.”

“What's weird? Didn't he kissed you back or somethin'?”

“No, no! He did kiss me back, and he was saying all these words that I was dying to hear from him, like he wanted to be my other half, like he wanted to be the one I tell everything to...”

“So, what's the matter, sweatheart? I don't understand right now...”

“The thing is, when I kissed him, I apologize and he didn't say anything. He just said “There's nothing weird here, girl”, and he hugged me and I fell asleep in his arms.”

“That's pretty cute, ho-... Wait, did you sleep with him?”

“Yeah-I mean no ! We slept in the same bed, that's all. I didn't want to sleep alone, you know...” I admitted.

“Thank God...” my dad whispered.

“Wait, I thought you liked him?”

“I do, but I just don't want to think that you actually slept with someone.” he began, serious. “I.just.can't.” he finished with a funny attitude.

I laughed at his words. Michael told me last night that I was normally full of life, and I know I took this after my dad. He is so funny!