[MJ Fanfiction] What Happened That Day

Part 24: Paris, here we come!

Michael's point of view

Well, we've been on the plane for three hours now. We'll be in Paris in about ten more hours... I don't like being on a plane. Call me stupid or paranoid, but I'm always afraid it crashes. The only thing that keeps me from thinking about it is watching June sleep. She seems so peaceful when she's asleep, she looks like an angel. All my worries are gone when I lay my eyes on her. It's unbelievable how this woman makes me feel. I never felt that before, not even with Brooke or Tatum. She's different; in a good way, of course. I love her, but I never really told her.  I just told her I was in love with her, that's all. I should tell her very soon. I don't want her to run away from me. I won't let this happen: never. She everything to me: my best friend, my confident, my happiness and my lover. Love never felt so good. 

I'm so bored, while June is softly snoring next to me. Wait... If I pinch her nose, maybe she'll wake up? She's not an heavy sleeper... I'm so evil sometime! But it worked! She's up!

"Why did you do that to me? I was in the middle of a wonderful dream!" she whined. 

"I'm bored, and I wanted to talk to you!" I whined back. "What was your dream about?"

"Um..." she said, with a shy look on her face.

"Come on, tell me! Was I apart of it?"

"Um, yeah" she said, playing with a fingers.

"Come on, tell me! I'm curious now"

She shook her head no "I'm gonna show you instead"

She made her way to me, and sat on my lap, facing me, her legs on each side of me. I instantaneously put my hands on her waist, and looked at her. She put her hair on one side, and wrapped her hands around my neck. 

"So that's what you were dreaming about, uh?" I whispered, inches away from her lips.

"Not exactly" she whispered back. 

She lowered her hands on my chest, and then put them under my shirt, which made me shiver. I felt the hump in my pants growing inch by inch... This girl's making me crazy. She looked at me righ in the eyes, biting her lower lip. 

"But that's all I'll show you because you stopped me before I knew what was next" she said with a smirk, getting off of me with.

"What? You can't do that!" I argued. 

She nodded, "Yes I can! You can't tear me from my sleep like this!"

"I just wanted to be with you" I whined, looking at the floor. 

"As I just wanted to tease you" she said, smiling brightly at me. 

"Can I at least have a kiss?" I asked her with my puppy dog eyes. 

"Come and get it" she said, resting her back on the window.

I made my way to her, and gave her a passionate kiss. She rested her hand on my cheek while passionately kissing me back. I put my left hand on the back of her hand to deepen the kiss, and I could feel June's fingers running through my hair. I swear the sexual tension between us is about to explode. I just wanted to rip her clothes off to show her how much I love her. Suddenly, June broke the kiss, and put her finger on my mouth. 

"We can't keep doing this..." she whispered.

"What? Why?" I asked, straightening up. 

"For two reasons, actually. First, there are plenty of people on this plane, like your manager, your make-up artist, your back up singers and so on. Second, well. If you keep kissing me this way, I won't be able to hold on much longer, and to rip your clothes off and, you know..."

"And I'm telling you: first, this is my private space on this jet, so no one will come here without my permission. And second, who told you to hold on?" I asked her with a smirk. 

"I told myself to hold on. I don't want to go too fast with you..." she admitted. "I wanna make things right."

I smiled at her. She is so sweet. 

"Yeah, I really want this relationship to work too. But you're too hot... And the way you kiss me, and your smell, and your touch... I can harldy resist you." I confessed, smiling at her.

"You think that's easy for me? It's not. I mean, look at you: your lips, your eyes, your big powerful hands..."

I felt myself blushing. 

"Come here" I said, as I motionned her to come on my lap.

She sat on my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck, and placed a gentle kiss next to my ear. 

"You know, I l-..." I began, but was cut off by someone calling my name. "Who's that?"

Great, I was about to tell her I love her, and someone interrupted. 

"It's me, it's Frank"

"Yeah, come on in."

June's point of view

I made my way back on my seat, as Franck came in the private space. He gave me an empty look, and then laid his eyes on Michael. 

"Did you sleep?" Frank asked. "You seem tired."

"No I didn't sleep yet, but I still have ten hours left to sleep. And I am not tired." Michael sternly answered. 

"Anyway. So we'll be in Paris around 9pm, then we directly go to the hotel, and get some rest, because rehearsals began tomorrow morning at 6. After rehearsals, you are invited to the Grévin museum which just realized your wax character. And of course, after that, you have the show on the evening." Frank explained. 

"Thank you" Michael said. 

And Frank disapeared at the back of the plane. This man makes me so nervous! Everytime he is next to me, I don't feel comfortable at all. Plus, he doesn't like me, and I know it. Why? Because he thinks I'm a distraction for Michael, that he won't be as focused as he used to be on this carreer because of me. He is wrong. I won't ever distract Michael on purpose. I know how important his career is, I'm not foolish. 
When I looked at Michael after Frank left, I notice he was frowning. 

"What's the matter, Mikey?"

"I think I'm going to fire Frank. He's too involved in my private life, and I don't like this."

"I know you don't. I won't say anything about it, it's your own decision to make. But I know you'll do the right choice." I sincerly said. 

"Yeah, but it's hard... On the one hand, he is my friend, I like to talk to him, but on the other hand, he acts like he's my boss, and I don't like it at all."

"I know, baby, I know..."

Did I just call him baby? Wow, it feels so natural... 

"I like when you're calling me that" he said, smiling at me.

I felt myself blushing. I didn't do it on purpose.

"Well, baby, I think Frank is right on one point. You should have some sleep. You have a long day coming tomorrow." 

"Yeah, right. Can I rest my head on your lap?"

"You don't even have to ask my those kind of things you know" I said, laughing. 

He gave me a gentle kiss on the lips, and rested his head on my lap. I touched his hair for a few minutes, and looked through the window. I can't wait to be in Paris and to see Michael perform tomorrow. He's so sex-... Stop it, June!

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Sorry guys, this chapter is shorter than expected, and a little bit boring, I know... I try my best to improve my language, but if you notice any huge mistakes, just tell me, so I don't do it again in the future chapters :) 
Next chapter will be more interesting, I promise... Stay tuned !

L.O.V.E

xxx

Julie