Idris & k.michelle : the Oscar goes to you

Chapter 1

"I'm so proud of you. You have worked so hard for this. You deserve this more than anyone" my Manager Steve wraps congratulated me as we sat in my limo. We were in our way to the soul trains after party & I had just won the "best new artist" award. I was shocked that they chose me but no one else was. I knew I deserved this tho, I've just always felt like the underdog,The one who they never chosen. But tonight I was the winner. Nobody could ruin my vibe tonight. I was gonna get drunk & have fun. Yea that sounded like a good idea back then.

We pulled up to the after party. Me, my creative director ken, my Bestfriend Paris & Steve. When we got inside I decided to sit with my fellow Atlantic records friends. Trey songs, wale, seven streeter, & Omarion.

"Congrats k on the award. I'm so happy for you" a drink sevyn said. I hugged her before sitting down next to wale in the big red booth. Everyone else congratulated me at my booth Ofcoarse & throughout the night, it felt great to finally be recognized for my gift. I was tipsy & one more cup to go till I was drunk & I was gonna chill a little before I have that cup. We were sitting & laughing & enjoying our night when idris Elba walked by. It was my first time seeing him in person & yes he was one of the finest men walking this earth. He looked directly at me and winked. I tried to smile sexily but I know it turned out foolish. I looked away because I was embarrassed for some reason. It seemed like everyone was staring at me when he walked away.

"Why are Yall staring at me like that" I asked like I didn't know

"What you & idris got going on with all the flirting and shit" wale said kinda jealous like. I knew wale had a crush on me because he always had that jealous tone when I talked to thee niggas. I could never see him that way tho. He was like a brother to me.

"Boy please I've never even met him" I waved him off

"Yea okay" he said as he continued to talk to a pretty light skin chick he had snagged from the dance floor 10 minutes ago. I rolled me eyes. He's always on my case but everytime I blink this nigga is with a different girl. He is the defenition of man hoe. Him & trey both were. Ofcoarse they both had a cute girl from the dance floor. Then niggas were something else I tell ya. Omarion was in a committed relationship with a chick named apryl, they had a 3 month old son who was the cutest thing ever. I loved how Omarion showed apryl off like she was the prettiest girl in the world. To bad I wasn't fortunate enough to have a man show me off like that, well not a man who I was try a show off to. I had my hoes like every other woman but I hadn't been in an authentic relationship since my ex lance.

Lance was a fine, young, darkskin, tatted up, basketball playing cutie. We didn't work out because he was just to young & Ofcoarse he had a babymama who still loved him. You know how that shit go. In the end I realized he wasnt worth the drama & I dipped. We still had sex for 2 months after we broke up but I had to stop that to. He wasn't gonna keep getting my goodies & his babymama's. Lance still wants me, not to be cocky or nothing but he says it himself. He text often & if I'm in a good mood I'll text him back. Atleast I can say we're still friends & we still get along after everything.

Anyways, I was walking to the bathroom by myself because I had to pee so bad I didn't have time to tell my drunk friends while they rapped drake lyrics over his loud music. I forgot to tell you what i was rocking that night. I had on a black & gold strapless dress with gold stilettos. My hair was black & curly. My dress fit my curves amazingly & I knew I was the topic of conversation when I walked by.

When I came out the bathroom I headed back to my booth when 2 strong hands grabbed my waist. I turned around fast & it was wale.

" you scared the shit outta me nigga"I said as I punched his shoulder. I hated when niggas who weren't my nigga were all touching on me.

"Damn you had to hit a nigga with your lil feisty ass" he laughed as he moved in on me now wrapping his arms around me waist.

"Wale stop" I said as I rolled me eyes. Touchy feely drunk ass nigga. He still wouldn't let go off me as we stood in the corner by the bathrooms.

"When you gonna stop playing tho" he whispered in my ear. I pushed his ass off me, he was crossing the line drunk or not. I stomped away aggravated as hell. How many times you gotta tell a nigga YALL ARE JUST FRIENDS I mean damn. I was so mad and aggravated I walked right into some security guard & Ofcoarse my tipsy ass fell on the floor. Everybody stopped & stared. I was beyond embarrassed. Before I knew it some strong arms were lifting me to my feet. When I turned around it was idris. He look right in my eyes & for a moment he world stopped. It was crazy but it felt like it was just me & him in the world. Finally I looked away & he grabbed me chin.

"You did beautiful on stage tonight Miss Michelle" he spoke in his English accent.

"Well thankyou" I blushed. I mean his was the last person I expected to try & get with me. I mean he was a very well known actor who was held up to certain standards to uphold his image. People expected to see him with woman like Beyoncé not k.michelle. I was a former love & hip hop cast member. Aka love & ratchness. I've had my share of ratchet moments like anyone else & I chose to have my ratchet moments on the #1 reality show on cable TV. I quit after I put out my first album because I had done what I came in the show to do. Which was get exposure & let people understand me, my story & my music. You can't erase your moments on TV though, you can only try to understand why you felt the way you felt when you were going off or acting crazy. Life goes on. That's one thing I've learned for damn sure.

Shit. Staring at each other again. He's staring at me.

I was sitting back at my both & idris was off in the distance staring me down. I was confused. Why was he staring at ME? there's so many other beautiful woman on here on his level of success . I mean don't get me wrong I knew I was a beautiful woman with a beautiful body but I was also a woman who everyone misunderstood & I was a woman who would fuck a nigga's life up.

Idris was literally the dream man for every woman. He was for damn sure handsome & fine as hell but I didn't think he was my type. I'm use to the men with gold teeth, tattoos, & a baggy pants on. Hell no he wasn't my type. His pants were tight. To tight for me. He was held to, to many standards for me. Everyone loved him & everyone hated me. So many negatives.

When it was time to leave I had had a great night just like I planned besides the whole wale thing. I haven't spoken to him all night. I told him about that shit. I always got people asking me if we're together because he's always on some other shit. I'll probaly get over it by tomorrow though, I'm use to it. Anyways, I was walking out & all of a sudden idris was walking beside me. I looked at him & quickly looked away. What kind of game was be trying to play here ?

"Your beautiful" he said as he walked beside me. He didn't even look at me when he said but he had a slight smirk on his face.

"Thankyou, your jeans are tight" I laughed. I couldn't help it, I was nervous & that's what popped outta my mouth

"You have jokes huh, you don't know me like you think. I'd love for you to get to know me better though " he spoke softly as he gazed over at me. We were stopped outside the club now. It was so crowded you couldn't tell who was talking to who, I was happy about that.

"Are you asking for my number Mr.Elba" I flirted. Well really the liquor flirted.

"I'm asking you to leave with me tonight then we will fly to Paris tomorrow, get married & live happily ever after with our 5 kids" he joked. I couldn't stop smiling. This felt.... Different. He seemed so genuine, like ..... He really did like me.

"9414578890" I smiled before scooting up so I was standing next to ken, I could see our limo rounding the corner.

When I turned around idris was gone. I took a deep breath before proceeding to our limo. Tonight was a long night. Interesting to, very interesting. Why am I smiling so much? Yea I've had to much to drink.