Michael's POV
Its 4 am, and I'm on set of the music video Bad. I yawn, as Karen applies makeup. "Hold still, Michael! You fidgeting!" I hold still. As she applies powder to my face, I think about Tatiana. I'm still trying to convince her to be with me! I can't help but smile a little bit, she's headstrong.
"Your done, Mr. Bad-ass" Karen says as she puts away the makeup. I laugh. I hop out of her makeup chair and head out of the trailer toward the set so we can start shooting. Then I hear the screams, of about a hundred fans. They blocked off certain sections of the streets so we can shoot, and get ready.
Tatiana's POV
I walk to the tents, while a stylist helps me take off my clothes. As I put on my clothes I look at myself in the mirror. Since being in Miami, I got tan, and now my hair has blond highlights. It's not extremely curly anymore, but now in loose curls. I throw on some clothes, and take a cab to back to my hotel. We pass by buildings and I look out at the palm trees, thinking about Michael. Everyday he is asking me the same question. Will you be my girl?
"It's a big price to pay." Rachel says as her forehead creases with worry.
"I know." I say with a sigh. "I don't know what to do."
"Please, just be careful, I don't want you to get hurt." she says.
I shake my head, as the cab pulls up. I walk into the hotel lobby, and up to my room. I'm about to head to the shower, when the phone rings. I pick it up.
"Hello?" I say.
"Hey." says a soft familiar voice.
"Michael! How did the video go?" I ask eagerly.
"Great, it's freezing here. How did the shoot go?"
"Great!" I laugh. "I can't wait to see you tomorrow." I add shyly.
"I know, I miss you." he says. "So Tatiana, uhm have you though about it yet?" I then hear Frank in the background. Michael sighs. "I have to go, I'm about to go to a meeting. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye."
I sigh, and take a shower and start packing for tomorrow.
Michael's POV
It's 10pm. I wait for Tatiana's at the gates. Her plane should be hear any minute. I take a shaky breath, praying I don't get mobbed by the media. I squint my eyes and see that Tatiana's plane is here. After a few minutes I see people getting off. I finally see Tatiana, and walk up to the plane with my bodyguards following me. Tatiana doesn't notice me because of my disguise, and she walks past me. I grab her and hold her close causing my heart to flutter.
"GET OFF OF ME!" she pushes me away.
"That's just a shame, you don't recognize me?" I ask with a smirk. She looks startled.
"Michael? What the hell--"
"So I don't get mobbed." I say shrugging. She nods and bites her lip (damn she looks sexy).
"You look funny." she says with a laugh. I giggle and we start walking to get her luggage.
"How was your flight?" I ask.
"Fine, and long." She say with a smile. I chuckle. I look at her new tan, and hair. She looks beautiful and extremely sexy. We start talking about what we've been up to while away from each other, then my mustache falls off.
"Oh shi----" Tatiana starts to say but then the mob happens. The mob of fans. The body guards instantly surround us as we walk through the airport.
"Michael Jackson, is this your girlfriend?" they ask (I wish). The camera's keep flashing and we are being bumped into, people are grabbing us, screaming, and pictures are being snapped . I put my arm around her waist, as one of the guards grabs her bag and we walk out to the car. Everyone is following after us. Someone opens the car door, and we both jump in the car. The car speeds away, and we sigh. My heart is racing. I look over at Tatiana and she looks at me. We bust out laughing.
"So......uhm have you thought about us?" I ask nervously. She stares into space, and before I can answer we are pulling up my driveway. "Where is Bubbles?" she asks.
"He's at my mothers." I say as we go in the kitchen. Why does she keep changing the subject?
"Michael! Kentucky fried chicken!? You eat KFC?' she busts out laughing.
"What?" I ask chuckling.
"I just never thought you would eat fried chicken!" She laughs some more. We end up sitting on the floor in the living room eating KFC and laughing the rest of the day. It then starts getting late, and I tell her to spend the night.
"You can take Janet's again, unless you want the movie theatre seats?" I say with a laugh. She laughs and blushes. We walk upstairs and I help her with her luggage. "If you need anything, I'll be down the hall."
"I'll be in there later, to say goodnight." she says.
Tatiana's POV
I start changing into a plain white shirt, and some shorts. I brush my hair, and think about Michael. First of all I am spending the night (again) not to mention he keeps asking about us. I want to be with him so bad. The way he bites his lip and smiles, or his loose curls in his face, or even his walk drives me crazy. I dream about him every night, but I just can't date him. We are meant to be friends anyway. Why does he even like me, when there are so many beautiful women throwing themselves at him? I hear a soft knock on the door.
"Come in!" Michael opens up the door shyly. I see his reflection in the mirror and smile. He sits at the edge of the bed and watches me, before clearing his throat nervously.
"Tatiana, we need to -----" his voice trails off. He notices a notebook on the bed, and picks it up. I lunge to the bed and try to snatch it out of his hand, but he is to quick. He moves away smirking and looks inside.
"What's this?" he says reading it.
"Give it the fuck back, Michael!" I say trying to reach it. He rolls his eyes.
"That's not a nice word!" I smirk, Michael cusses but not very often. I grab it out of his hands.
"It's my journal and songbook, which is private!" I say. He puts and looks at me begging with his eyes.
"Come on! Please!!! I won't laugh!" he begs. I pretend to think about it.
"Hell no." I say with a giggle. I know Michael is my friend and all, but his opinion still matters to me.
"Tatiana, please! I promise!" he says biting his lip. I can't help but give in. I reluctantly hand it over to him.
Michael's POV
I look at Tatiana's journal. Everything is perfect about her, even her handwriting. It's so neat and has curls to it. I open up to a song and I glance at her. She is looking away playing with imaginary lint on the bed. I see a song that she wrote called Eye to Eye.
Got myself a notion
One I know you'll understand
Set the world in motion
By reaching out for each other's hands
Maybe we'll discover
What we should've known all along (yeah)
One way or another
Together's where we both belong
(Chorus)
If we listen to each other's hearts
We'll find we're never too far apart
& Maybe love is the reason why
For the 1st time ever we're seeing it eye to eye
If a wall should come between us
Too high to climb
Too hard to break through
I know that love will lead us
& Find a way to bring me to you
So don't be in a hurry
Think before you count us out (oohh)
You don't have to worry
I won't ever let you down
Nothing's gonna stop us now
(Chorus)
If you're ever lonely stop!
You don't have to be
After all this slowly
I'll be there for just you & me
Take a look inside & see
(Chorus x2)
Damn. That's pretty good....I really like it. She wrote this?? I look up and she is still looking away. "Tatiana? You wrote this?" I ask her shocked.
"Yeah." she mumbles. I didn't even know she wrote songs. I mean I knew she was a dancer, from what I was told.....
"I really like this, can you sing it to me?" I ask. She blushes even deeper.
"I can't sing." she mumbles. I know by her voice, that girl can sing.
"Come on Tatiana! I know you can!" I beg pushing the journal toward her. She pulls it close to her, and starts to sing. My mouth drops. By the time she is done, I'm speechless.
"Tatiana! Girl, you never told me you could sing!!!!!" she blushes.
"You really like the song?" she asks. I nod.
"I really like it! I want to sing it!" I say. She looks startled.
"What?" she says uncertainly.
"I mean, we need one more song for the BAD album anyway......" I start, she smiles.
"I'm going to the studio tomorrow, to work with Quincy. Do you want to come?" I ask. She nods excitedly with her curls bouncing. I smile and look at the clock.
"It's getting late, you should probably get your rest." I tell her as she yawns.
"Okay." she says sleepily. I smile and kiss her forehead, yearning to kiss her lips instead.
"Goodnight." I whisper.
"Night." she says getting under the covers.
Rachel's POV
I check my voicemails....
"Hey Rachel, its Tatiana. I'm staying at Michael's tonight....I'll see you sometime tomorrow!" I smile.....and give Joe a call. Bitch doesn't even know she has it coming.
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Yeah it's not a really interesting chapter, but the next one will be! (; #drama....oh yeah I think I seriously need to upload my chapters at later dates.....because I'm getting obsessed. lol
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