There comes a time in every man's life when he gets tired of foolin' around.
I never imagined that love would rain on me and make me wanna settle down.
I wanna keep U 4 the rest of my life. All that is wrong in my world, U can make it right.
U are...
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〰️Michael Jackson〰️ Same Night
I was walking back to my hotel room after leaving the studio. I was tired, tour was kicking my butt. A maid was opening a door and me being me wanted to be goofy and 'heehee' inside the room to play around. Before I could even try I noticed it was Prince's room. Him and that belly dancer, I forgot her name because I didn't hear it much. But they were kissing. I quickly went to Armanda's room and opened the door. She needed to know. I knew Prince wasn't going to tell her. I was her bestfriend, it was my place to tell her and especially if I saw it.
"Armanda wake up" I whispered shaking her. I didn't want to wake up Amiir.
"Hm?" She mumbled.
"I got to tell you something" I whisper.
"Can it wait to the morning?" She groans.
"I'm afraid it can't"
"Michael please, I'm tried. I prefer you tell me in the morning." She threw the pillow over her head. I sighed and walked back to my room.
Wondering what to do.
The Next Day
I got ready and rushed to Armanda's room. Prince, Amiir, Manda and the girl from last night were there. It was quiet but the silence was loud.
"Hey Applehead" Amiir smiles at me.
"Hey buddy" I picked him up and looked at Armanda. "What's going on guys?"
"Oh nothing" Prince says.
"Prince and Mayte was just leaving" Armanda shrugs rolling her eyes. Did she know?
"Amiir staying?" I ask.
"No. He's coming with us" Prince said.
"Actual he's staying here. You said you were busy right Prince? I'll keep him, I don't be on stage long." Armanda faked smiled.
"No it's good. You stay on tour with Michael and I'll keep my son" Prince gave her a fake smile back.
Armanda had to know. I could tell from her facial expressions she was pissed about something.
"I think Armanda should keep Amiir. He wouldn't mess up anything, he wouldn't even be in the way. Plus Prince I know you're probably be busy locking lips with your dancer" I spoke up.
