The Waiting Game

THE WAITING GAME - 5

MAY 2017

STOCKHOLM, SWEDEN

Miguel Adrian Travis Caillen Harper R. Salvatorre

That's his name... his full name.

"So fucking long..." Ariana said while shaking her head as she left her dressing room to rehearse for the last time. A tiny smile forming in her plump lips.

Miguel told her his full name after she shouted the question. She did not bother going after him. She knows she'll see him soon anyway... plus, she's the boss here.

She reached the venue and saw her dancers practicing the dance moves. "Okay, Ariana is here... From the top of 'Everyday'... let's go. Everyone, move!" Brian instructed and the rest immediately followed, going back to their respective blockings. Well... everyone except Miguel who remained sitting on the floor.

"Why is he there?" Ariana asked, pointing at the guy who didn't move while giving Brian a questioning look. Brian glanced at Miguel who is now yawning while rubbing his eyes. "He's going to watch us first. Don't worry that kid is a natural." Brian said, radiating his confidence on Miguel's abilities.

Seeing the tired Miguel, who desperately tries to stay awake to watch attentively, Ariana nodded. He is looking down on the floor and tapping his cheeks. Remembering that he just came out from his shift in the hotel... Ariana glanced at him with eyes full of worry but that didn't last long because Miguel's head turned to her direction. She looked away.

She decided to finish this as soon as possible so that he could get some rest before the show. "Let's start..."

Ariana stood in the center of the stage, her backup dancers surrounding her. "Anytime I'm alone, I can't help thinking about you..." She sang, looking at the empty seats while her dancers moved away from her. All of them doing freestyle movements.

"All I want, all I need, all I see is just me and you." Some exited the stage while some remained in distance standing still. Two of her dancers, one of which being Brian, remained moving to the beat freely with her at the center.

Ariana glanced at Miguel who is watching attentively. Their eyes met. She smirked and licked her lips before looking back to the empty crowd. "He giving me that good shit that make me not quit, that good shit..." She sang again while moving her feet with the beat, shifting her weight accordingly.

Her dancers proceeded to their next blocking, moving closer to the songstress but still with a proper distance so the people will still see her. "He giving me that good shit that make me not quit, that good shit..." Ariana swayed her body in the same direction her back up dancers moved, creating a very pleasing coordination.

"Oh, he give it to me..." She sang and they all moved to the beat of the playing backtrack. "He give it to me..."

The chorus went on, everyone was on their A-game. Miguel watched and admired the people on stage, who all look so passionate at what they do.

"Anytime, anywhere, baby boy, I can misbehave." Ariana walked slowly to the front, going through a small set of stairs. Her eyes are completely on the guy watching them with admiration. "Breathe me in, breathe me out, feel me, I'm running through your veins." Miguel's eyes widen at the upward hip thrust movement two of Ariana's dancers did by the stairs as Ariana crouched in between the two.

The popstar chuckled inside her head upon seeing Miguel's reaction, however, she couldn't stop the smile forming in her lips. She looked down and continued walking forward. "He giving me that good shit that make me not quit, that good shit..."