I wanted to bother Michael so badly (regret this) so after cooling my anxiety and nervous stomach butterflies with a hot shower and my comfortable nightwear I opened the door where the interviewing took place, Michael was sitting in one of the chairs facing the door.
He saw my head peeked out from the door, and stared at me. I put on a big smile and just mouthed, " Baby!" and he looked at me, puzzled. I rolled my eyes and gestured him to come with me, and he shook his head as saying, " I gotta stay here." I scrunched my eyebrows and widened my big, brown eyes, annoyed. He still kept on shaking his head, (keep in mind the camera was on, but it was pointing to Frank, not Michael at the moment)
He kept shaking his head, frowning at me--a typical bicker between the both of us. As he would use his gestures to argue. Everyone was looking at Michael
confused, and when the camera went to him, the camera man saw he was looking at the door, and it turned to me. I awkwardly smiled as Michael sighed in disbelief.
" I apologise for the interruption, but would it be possible to borrow Michael for a few minutes? I promise it wont be long."
I knew I looked unprofessional and my interruption was innapropriate.
The interviewer nodded and the camera man announced, " Break."
Michael shook his head, getting out of his chair, walking towards me.

"Okay, Jeni," he sighed, a bit irritated, " What is SOO important that you have to pull me out of my interview?"
" Michael, I know I dont do things like this but for once I swear...." I couldn't have felt more embarrassed and giddy, " This is something you won't regret hearing."
" I told you," he nearly scolded, " That I would be in an interview for the rest of the night and you said not to worry and that you'd be in your dressing room. I thought we were gonna talk in the morning!"
I rolled my eyes and quickly picked up the test from the bottom of my pocket, grabbed his wrist and pressed it face-up in his palm. With one hand he picked it up and held it up to his face. I just grinned.
I remember how speechless he was at first, he covered his mouth with one hand, and I saw a tear drop as thin as a sliver run down one of his eyes...
" Oh my God......" he whispered, as he looked up at me.
" Michael you're gonna be a father...just what you've always wanted."
His eyes filled up with tears as he chuckled and hugged me as tight as possible. I could feel the happiness and anxiousness just by the grip of his hug.