Im taking a chance

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Michael pov
I was massaging Whitney feet. I heard her snore a little bit. Little did the world know the truth. She scared sometimes. She is fearful at time makes me mad. She won't admit it but like me she is terrified. I was just thinking. "What are you thing about?" She ask.  I put my head down

"Michael?" She said looking at me

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"Michael?" She said looking at me.

She tilted her head

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She tilted her head. "Are you afraid?" I ask. "Of?" She ask. "The fame? I mean I know I love my fans and I wouldn't be here today with out them. But sometimes I just." She cut me off. "Wish to be me. To be myself." She said. "With out being recognized." I said softly. "Yes because they think they know you." She said.  "With out knowing you." I said.

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