The ways of love (Complete)

Chapter 1

It only took Michelle one quick glance up at the small screen up her to know that this was definitely an 'off' night for him. At least, for her it was easy to tell. To the two small girls standing before her along with their mother though, that was a bit of a different story.

Theydidn't see him, their idol, as a drunk, miserable, stumbling mess. They didn'tsee him as a sad, pitiful image as he tried to make his way up the stage. Tothem, he wasn't a drunken fool, high off of whatever drug or drugs he'd gottenhis hands on today. No, no... to them, he was without a doubt a symbol of perfection.

He was the man of their childhood dreams, their handsome and dreamy crush. And boy, did it every shine just as clear as day as they stood there watching the television screen, eyes glued, purely mesmerized. The girls giggled with goofy grins on their face, exchanging whispers as they watched him attempt to get through an acceptance speech for the award he'd just been handed.

Michelle, in some part of her, wanted to knock those looks off the poor girls faces. Apparently, this was an 'off' night of her own.Sometimes she thought she would die from that pain.. But, taking a deep breath, Michelle did her best to ignore the commotion going on behind her, ignore the girls, and just concentrate on the task before her.

But, of course, he had to go and do that.

"Michelle," his voice rang out, sounding just as pitiful as he looked. "Michelle... Baby... I miss you so...so much. I'm sorry. Please... come back. Michelle, I need you back ..."

Even with knowing better, she stole another glance over her shoulder, just in time to see the handywork of the television crew as they cut to Demi Lovatos face. The women of his lovelife sighed. Demi doing her best to recover quickly. Michelle shook her head thinking of how you just had to love the media today. How today's biggest rockstar, one Joseph Adam 'Joe' Jonas , stands up on stage... along with the rest of his band... publicly crying out for the girl he left his ex wife over, the girl who ended up leaving him after, and they just cannot wait to capture the actress' reaction. All so everyone has yet another thing to discuss and write about tomorrow.

Also, the unmistakeable noise of the award he'd been given moments ago crashing down to the ground... after having chucked it toward someone.

Yeah. This was one of those nights.

"Aww," one of the girls moaned. "Look at him, he's so sad! I miss Michelle, I wish she'd come back."

"Me too!" the other girl replied, nodding her head.

Michelle swallowed, pausing for just a moment before ringing up the next few items from the woman's cart. Again finding herself thankful for the steps she'd taken to conceal her identity since taking off from the public eye.

"I wonder where she ran off to."

"And why!"

Michelle stilled as the more talkative of the two gave her a closer look. "They were such the perfect couple, you know." She smiled, turning her attention back to the younger of the two.

"Happy, and so in love," she said in a dreamy voice."

"Yeah."

"Even if I wish Joe was mine," she said with a laugh, "They two of them..."

"Yeah," the other chimed in again, in her own dreamy sigh.

"And god, she was so much better than Demetria."

"Oh yeah! Much better!"

Michelle finished up the last bag and put it in the cart. "Thank you ma'am, here is your total..."

The woman let the girls run off to the quarter machines at the front of the store while she paid. Michelle also said a silent prayer of thanks for that one too. And with a smile, Michelle began handing the woman's change back to her.

After putting the money away, the woman put both hands on the cart but instead of moving away she looked her cashier over for a moment. "You're her, aren't you?" she finally asked.

Michelle was again frozen. . Not a single person had put one and one together since she'd come here. She felt fear gripping at her.

Yeah, she was her alright. Michelle Williams, the love of Joe Jonas' life, America's sweetheart. Her blonde locks had been dyed brown , cut differently, contacts slightly colored in her eyes.

She had lost a goodamount of weight she hadn't needed to, become paler without all that sunshine weather. She stood in a bland outfit compared to all the high end outfits the world had been used to seeing her in. She was out o fthe public eye here, standing behind counter, wearing a nametag reading "Abigail." But she was her alright.

Here she was away from anything she'd ever known. But yeah, she was still Michelle Williams.

Seeing the pure terror on the girl's face, the woman smiled softly. "I won't say a word," she promised.

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Sighing, Michelle slid her key into the door... and after a few tries she managed to enter the apartment with a groan.

She was tired, emotionally drained, and still stressed over being recognized earlier at work. She hurried her jacket off and tossed it to the side uncaring of where it landed then did the same with her shoes and began heading for the kitchen. A smiling face turned around to stop her in her tracks though.

"Damn M, you've taken over the news tonight," her best friend commented, throwing a handful of chips in her mouth with a laugh. "All I've heard about!"

Michelle groaned again. "How bad is it?"

Angel laughed and crooked a finger at her.

She hesitated for a moment then went towards her, the television coming into focus for her more with every step. They were showing 'highlights' of the awards show from earlier.

"God," she groaned some more.

"Oh, it gets better," Angel promised and flipped the channel, laughing some more.

And sure enough, station after station had Joe's speech on. There were pictures and short video clips of her shown on them as well, asking just where had she gone, there was

even a commercial advertising a whole special that was to be dedicated to asking just that on tomorrow's show. Everyone tried to supply their takes, spoke of the many different

rumors floating about, asked their questions, talked about her and her relationship with Joes lead singer...

"Just great."

It wasn't as though this was anything new. Every since she 'disappeared' this had been going on. It just tended to flare up whenever he lost his shit like he had earlier.

"It could be worse," Angel said with a shrug.

Michelle pushed herself back off the couch with some effort. "How could this get worse?"

Angel was silent for a moment. "They could find you"

Well okay, that was true.

A/N

sorry for mistakes. english is not my birth language. Continue?