Bad, Badder - The Bad World Tour *Billie Jean*

"Michael... Michael.. Jackson ?" I whispered. He smiled, he winked and he ran in wings.
He was still here, my tim, trái tim still beat so loud. He looked me with a wonderful smile and đã đưa ý kiến : "Wow bạn was awesome!" "Thank you!" I đã đưa ý kiến so shyly, without stopped to look his magical eyes. We stayed like that since a few seconds, before a man came and đã đưa ý kiến :
"Hey Mike, we must go now" mike ???? "OK!" he replied.
So I đã đưa ý kiến : "Wait" he grabbed my wrist and he put it on his chest. My tim, trái tim couldn't stop to beating. W-Wait...I-I just want be sure that bạn are Michael.. I stammered. So I put my hand on his right...

As he looks in the mirror making sure he's presentable for his ngày with Maris, a woman he met a party the week before, Michael is pretty nervous because this is the first time he's met someone, who wasn't interested in his wealth hoặc who he is. Maris is a very special lady who caught his eye, so he introduced himself say, "Hi, my name is Michael, what's your name"?. "My name is Maris, and I've noticed bạn watching me from across the room, and bạn were staring at me so intensely as if we've met before". Maris, who's a plus-size fashion model, and has graced the cover of every fashion magazine...

A few weeks have passed and I was stuck in bed. I was expecting a check-up real soon. When I had gotten out of the hospital a few weeks ago, Michael and I thought about it and decided to try a third time for a child. I had a feeling something happened this time. My check-up was in a couple of hours, so I was kinda sorta getting things together...and trying to be calm. When I had called the hospital, they đã đưa ý kiến that someone should be with me to be sure I was comfortable in the room. So I had told Michael about it and he đã đưa ý kiến that he'd be there with me, since he had a feeling he should be there....