Lisa and Michael
I wanted to see how he was doin. When I got to the dressing room door, I heard arguing. It sounded like Lisa. "I'm going now!" She anncouced. "I heard that!" She said. Then she openned the door.
"What do Ты want?" She asked meanly. "Not you." I said. Then she walked away. I went in his dressing room. "How Ты doing?" I asked. "Fine." he said. "In a little bit we're going to the hotel we're reserved in for now. Ты better get ready." He said.
At the hotel, I lived one room away from Michael and Lisa. I heard arguing again. I wanted to tell them to put the shut to the up but I waited till they were done. I heard a door slam. Then my door openned. It was Michael, of course. "Hey buddy." He сказал(-а) as he came inside. "What's going on with Ты and Lisa!" I blurted out. "Kaylynn, people fight, and become enemies-" I cut him out.
"You guys are divorsing? Ты guys don't wanna end up like my parents."
"No, me and Lisa will get things sorted out. Don't worry. My wife, not yours." He said. "Sit." I сказал(-а) and point on the other side of my bed. (Which was the right I was pointing at.)"Why don't Ты have a boyfriend?" he сказал(-а) as he sat on my bed. I flipped my hair. "No boy wants a real women." I said.
He laughed. We talked allllll night till 3:00 am. "Well, Ты better get back to Lisa." I said. "Oh yeah, I told her I was sleeping with you." He chuckled. "Butt head." I сказал(-а) and push his head playfully. "Ok, Ты can stay."
He got under the covers. "Can we cuddle?" He asked. "Sure, I cuddle with my dad and mom all the time." I said. Then we cuddled. It didn't felt like a friendship cuddle, it felt like he was making a move. He stopped cuddling and head my face. He leaned toward me. His lips touched me. He was GODD. Then we went to sleep. All night my thoughts were him. In the morning, he was gone.
As I got my breakfest ready, I saw Michael with Lisa. They walked to me. "Hi Kaylynn, nice PJ's." She said. I looked at my PJs. They were only sweatpants with a regular shirt. She wore a night gown. Michael was wearing the pajamas he wore in court. Then they walked off.
Далее stop was Netherlands! At Netherlands, Mike and I had bunch of fun. Lisa was party pooping.
At our hotel/my room.
I was thinking how happy Mike is with me than Lisa. The answer was clear. When he came in his smile was brighter than the light in the room. "Hi, hi." He said. "Mike, we need to talk." I сказал(-а) in a serious voice. "What's up. Are Ты pregaunt? All I can tell Ты is, it ain't mine." he said. "No, I think Ты should break up with Lisa and marry me." I said. "That Kiss was nothing. Right now, my сердце belongs to Lisa." He said. My jaw dropped to the floor. "I didn't mean it like that. I meant, people expect me to be with her."
"If that's how Ты want it, that's how you'll get it." I сказал(-а) with my head held up high. Далее morning I packed, planned a plane, and left a note.
To be countied.
Pajamas he wore
HIStory
PJs I was wearing
PJ's Lisa weared.
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon
Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon
Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon
Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon
Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon
Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon
Gone Too Soon
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