Michael

9 months later...

One night, I was sitting helplessly in the bed, Michael's arms cuddled around me. This pregnancy was like a muỗi sucking all the blood out of me. This baby has been kicking and rolling around the whole time. I put the covers over me and turned on my side. I was completely asleep until I felt a stomp in my stomach. " Eeeee!" I screamed out. Michael sprang up out of the bed. " It's time! It's time! Come on Fancy, our baby is about to be born!!!!" He shoved his jeans on and ran out the door. No shoes, no shirt. No nothing! " Wait! Michael, it was just a kick! I'm fine!" I...

"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...