I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
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me.
"Why not, is it a work policy or something?" I
questioned
Mickey nodded
"Well, um anyways, you know how Michael showed up
right?" I asked
He seemed some what alarmed hearing me talk about Michael.
"Well, he came and we danced and then he sang for me, and
Mickey, you should hear him sing." I dazed
"His voice is angelic but yet beastly, and he sang own of my
favorite songs." I continued
"When he sang, I felt so happy, then we went to a park, he
took some pictures of me, and we stole food from a cop." I
laughed
"He took the entire bucket of fried chicken, Oh God, it was
hilarious, and at Mcdonalds, we thought this guy was hitting on
me, but, he was apparently hitting on Michael." I smiled
Mickey shook his hand, probably wondering what happened next. I
tooke a deep breath.
"The next part is a little sad." I said tearing up a
little bit.
Mickey put his hand on my shoulder.
"I said something stupid, and upset him. I told him that I
don't love him basically." I cried
"But, that's a lie. It's the biggest lie ever, and
you want to know why I said that?" I asked
Mickey eagerly shook his head.
"I, don't want him to think that he can control me, I
don't want him to find out he means the world to me, I
don't want that because I'm scared. I don't want to
get hurt. I've seen girls get hurt all my life, and every
time I saw it, I promised my self that I would never be that
girl." I sobbed.
Mickey took a hold of my shaking hand.
"He's opposite of everything I look for in a man,
he's reckless, childish and he plays with girls like little
girls play with barbies. He said his longgest relationship was a
week. That's how serious the guy is." I said in
dismay
"Mickey, I don't want a guy who will leave me in a week,
I dont' want to be Taylor Swift, I don't want to date
several guys and move on. I don't want to be that girl. I
just want that one guy, to love and cherish till I die and
I'm afraid Michael isn't that guy." I said
Mickey wipped of my tears and held me.
"He says he wants to hold me, and I have no problem with
that, as long as he never lets go." I sobbed.
Mickey held me tighter.
I took a deep breath, and eventually managed to recollect
myself.
"Well, thanks for listening Mickey. I should go back to my
room now." I said.
Before I could stand up, Mickey got up and carried me bridal
style.
"You're so sweet, sometimes I wish I could just love you
instead." I laughed
Mickey nodded and silently carried me to my suite.