The Girl Is Mine! [Michael Jackson]

One Year Ago Today Myra It was a year already. Time flew by when you were having fun. I had been dating this sexy, sweet man of my dreams right here in my home town of Cottonwood, Georgia. He works over at a little gas station in this small town. I knew just about everyone in town. I was raised here. Grew up here. My paw has a farm here. I was renting my first apartment on top of Mrs. McJones store. I worked for her. She had a little craft shop in this town. We had one Piggly Wiggly here in town. The post office, the schools. The gas station and then the craft store and the hard ware store. That was it. If you wanted other items, you could drive about a mile off to a Walmart in the next town over. Or order it online. I was almost done at work for the day. Mrs. McJones closed up shop around four in the afternoon. We opened around seven am. Mrs. McJones was a nice older lady. She often let other craft venders sell stuff in out store along with the supplies. It was not as big of store like Michaels was or Hobby Lobby. But it was good enough for our town. ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ "Myra! Your package came in time! The one for Fletcher!" calls out my best friend Stephanie North. She worked over at the local post office. She hands me my package after I sign for it. I grin. "Perfect timing to" I tell her. "Today marks the one year that I met him. I can't wait to see what he thinks of it" I gush. "Hard to think that Fletcher has been in this town with us for an entire year now" mentions Mrs. McJones "He is such a nice man" she tells me with a grin. "I got him something to celebrate our one year together. We are going to have a romantic dinner at my place tonight" I brag to the girls. "Do you think he is going to ask you to marry him? After all you two have been together for a year now. Some couples have done that" mentions Stephanie. Butterflies flutter in my stomach thinking of the possibility of Fletcher asking me to marry him. "I don't know" I admit. "I never really thought about that" "What are you going to say if he asks you?" Stephanie begs to know. "That is between us. I mean I think he has the right to know what I would say before you guys sorry" I chuckle. "So that is a yes then?" Stephanie laughs. "Go! I promise you will be the first to know if he asks me anything!" I giggle as I shoo her out of the store. ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ Soon as we close the store up, I rush up the stairs to my apartment. I begin to make sure the place is clean. In case Fletcher spends the night tonight. Then I make dinner. Baked chicken with lemon juices and asparagus. I also managed to bake his favorite cookies to. I had photos of us all over the place. He had them at his place to. Suddenly right as dinner was nearly done with there was a knock on the door. I rush over to the door. I swing the door open. "Fletcher!" I exclaim. He pulls me in his arms. We hold onto each other. God, he smelled so good. He pulls me back then plants a kiss on my lips causing me to melt into his body. "Happy one-year anniversary baby" he tells me happily. "You remembered!" I giggle. "How could I forget that one year ago today we met? Your car broke down. You brought it in to the shop. And our eyes met when you got out of the car" he whispers near my ear before nibbling kissing on my neck. I giggle. "I never had saw you before. All the way from California" I tell him. "You asked me out after I came back to pay for the car" I answer. He chuckles. "Can you blame me? I had to ask the most beautiful girl in this town out before someone else stole her away from me" "Fletcher" I giggle. "You sweet talker" ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ I had not noticed he had flowers for me. And a box of candy for me on the table. He must have set them there when he came in. I guess I had not noticed that before. I was just so happy to see him. He was the best part of the day. He holds me close after I set my gifts back down. He was the handsomest guy in this town. He looked exactly like Michael Jackson. Spitting image of the god himself. He holds me close to him. "You have no idea what you mean to me" I hear him saying to me. "With all I have been through having to move my whole life like I have. You have been there for me all year" he tells me. "You are my best friend. My everything" "You are mine Fletcher. I adore you so much" I promise him. We had yet to say the l word to one another. But I was in love with him. I wondered if he felt the same way? Sometimes it felt so intense between us that I felt he loved me in return. He pulls back as those chestnut brown eyes look into mine. "I love you" he says softly to me. So soft that I was not sure I heard him. I thought that I might have dreamt it up. "I love you with all my heart" he is telling me. "I love you to Fletcher. I love you" I promise him. It may not be a proposal. ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ But hearing him tell me he was in love with me, that meant the world to me. He smiles at me with love in his eyes for me. He leans down our bodies pressing closer. He our lips meet at last. Molding the seal of approval. I can feel how deep his love is for me in this kiss when I did not before. Whatever had been fuzzy was now clear as day. "I have a present for you" I tell him happily. I lead him over to the box on the table. "Open it" I demand to him. "Happy anniversary. Here is a card to" I say as I hand it to him. He tears open the card first. A happy smile crosses his face. "Baby thank you" he declares. He opens the box. "Myra is this? Myra you spent to much money on me" he laughs joyfully. "I know you wanted that car. And have been saving for it. You needed one part to restore it. And Mr. Greenwood would give you the car if you saved up for the part. Here it is" I laugh. He hugs me. "I have the best girl in the entire world" he whispers near my earlobe. Pleasure bursts inside of me as I hear him say that. "Just hearing you say how much you love me, that was the best gift" I tell him. The oven dings. The dinner was ready. "It smells wonderful. What did you make?" he asks me. "Come find out. The celebrating has just begun" I say to him with a happy grin. I meant every word to. ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ ♥♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ ♥ ♫♪ְֱ