let me love you ~ michael jackson & ariana grande

another day, another grammy's

                            February 23rd, 1988

Ariana

Michael and I leave the stage hand in hand as we finish soundcheck for tonight's show. It's been a blast so far and I've made more memories opening for Michael than ever.

"I still don't know why you couldn't of just joined me for The Way You Make Me Feel." Michael whines as he slurps down his orange juice.

"It's not a big deal, Michael." I exhale a heavy breath, He's been complaining about me not wanting the leading lady role in his performance for The Way You Make Me Feel ever since he put it in the set list.

Because I turned down the role, they brought in the girl who originally played her in the music video. Her name is Tatiana Thumbtzen, she seems sweet enough and I obviously understand she's just playing a part.

(A/N: fun fact my name is actually tatiana irl LMAO so it's super weird to write abt her bc i always think of myself since we have the same name. okay back to the story.)

"Whatever." He brushes me, letting go of my hand and waking to his dressing room.

I huff and turn the opposite way, he'll get over it eventually.

Not looking where I was going, I slam into someone. I instantly fall to the ground holding my head.

"Okay, ow." I say to myself.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

I look up and am met with Tatiana who has a genuine look of concern on her face.

"It's fine, don't worry about it."

"Are you sure?"

I nod with a small smile on my face, an awkward silence seeps in and I decide to initiate a proper conversation.

"So, are you excited to be here?" I ask, stuffing my fingers through my belt loops.

"Very. It's crazy just being in front of all these people but very thrilling at the same time." I inclined my head in agreement. "I just don't think Michael likes me very much anymore." She admits.

I purse my lips. "Trust me it's not you, he's just a little grumpy today. He didn't get that much sleep last night and missed breakfast." I think of whatever excuse I can to be nice.

She nods her head understandingly. "I should get going, it was really nice to meet you." She sticks her hand out. I grab her hand and shake it nicely.

"See ya later." I state, as I watch her leave, I go to Michael's room. I knock on the door gently.

"Michael, it's me."

I'm met with silence, knocking once more, I say "Michael, come on, open up."

I hear footsteps from the other side of the door and Michael opens the door with an unamused look on his face.

I ignore his little attitude and slip in the room, he closes the door behind me and stands still with his hands in his pockets.

"Michael, please don't be mad." I grab his arms, just hoping this blows over.

"I'm not mad, Ariana. Just disappointed, I don't wanna be all up on some other woman when you could be the one I'm all up on." He brings me closer to him.

"Just please cooperate anyway. It'll be over before you even know it." I kiss his lips softly.

"Hopefully." He grumbles against my mouth.

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March 2nd, 1988