It was 2am. I was on Twitter scrolling through Michael's new model girlfriend's Twitter. Shit. I can't take this. You know, when you want to be that person that makes someone happy but you can't do that and someone else is doing it for you? I want to make Michael happy, I want it to be me making his eyes light up and I want it to be me making him smile a stupid big smile...but I can't, and it hurts.
"Oh but KEELY, YOU MOVED AWAY IN THE FIRST PLACE AND ITS YOUR FAULT SO SHUT THE HELL UP."
Yeah I know. To be honest it's like it's me against the world right now. Even my own brain is telling me it's my fault he's with someone else. The thought of Michael completely forgetting me, him kissing her and being happier with her.
I felt my eyes burn with tears. It hurts. So much, so much. I can't take this anymore. I grabbed my phone and dialed the familiar number.
"H...hello?"
"Michael!" I cried into the phone. I tried to be quiet and not wake Jackie but being quiet didn't happen. Hearing his voice just made me all the more upset.
"Keely!?" He asked much more awake, "It's okay love tell me what's wrong, I'm here."
He's here for me. After all I've done to him.
"Michael please tell me you don't love her."
I heard the line go silent. I was praying to God he wouldn't say what I thought he was going to.
He sighed, "Who?"
THANK YOU GOD!
"Your girlfriend? She's a damn model."
"Keely, she means nothing to me. She's temporary it will help us gain fans apparently because she's famous, " I let out a breath and then he added, "Your the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my whole life and will ever see in my whole life and life in heaven."
I chuckled, "What if you meet Beyoncé in heaven."
"Tough decision...but you."
I smiled. He still cares about me.
"I miss you." I said.
"I miss you too. We smashed our first show tonight Keely, it was the best feeling in the world."
"I always knew you were talented."
It was 2:30am by now and my eyes were getting tired.
"Michael I'm tired."
"Me too." He agreed then added, "Goodnight Keely, I love you."
I smiled and faintly laughed, "Goodnight Michael."
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I woke up feeling great. I hopped into the shower. When I take showers-either every other morning or night- my greatest though spring into action.
Typically I would think of a poem and finish it after a couple of showers but now I'm thinking of a song. When I got out of the shower I put on a high-waisted black skater skirt and a floral crop. I guess I've gotten more girly since I've come here. No more skateboard and I wear makeup and skirts. Although I do look better I've changed so much. I've thinned out and my cheeks weren't as chubby. With all these changes I still watch football and listen to rock music, and who could ever give up pizza?
I walked over to my desk and grabbed a pen and a notepad. I began to write down lyrics. (Ed Sheeran's song Little Bird)
"But if I kiss you, will your mouth read this truth, darling how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do, and it's not complete yet, mustn't get out feet wet cause that leads to regret driving into soon. I owe it all to you oh, my little bird."
I looked down and reread my lyrics proud of what I've written, I'll finish it later I thought as I sat down the notepad and wondered around the apartment to find Jackie.
"JACKIE!" I yelled.
"I'm right here." She said popping out behind me.
"Oh. Guess what?" I asked.
"Hm?"
"Michael still loves me."
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Howdy. Alright idk if this is short or not but to bad! Michael and Keely are cute okay? Okay. Bye. Bye. Bye. (BYE BYE BYE BABY BYE BYE BYEE)
