" see, every time you turn around
they screamin your name. now, i've
got a confession. when i was young,
i wanted attention, and i promised
myself that i'd do anything, anything
at all for them to notice me. but i
ain't complaining, we all wanna be
...
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FAMOUS IN LOVE CHAPTER ELEVEN
a/n: sorry for the slow start and boring chapter, but we do get to see everyone this time! also, i went back and edited chapter ten because i didn't realize the formatting was off.
THE ROAR OF the crowd was deafening as Jacy stepped out onto the stage, but it always was. She was used to this. This was home. True to her word, she had shown up for her concert with Love. They were opening with wRoNg, which caused more screaming the moment the first notes could be heard. It was a fan favorite. There was a smile on her face as she raised the mic to her lips. "Oooh we're not, on the same place. Show me in the same liiight. Feels riiiight, when we take flight. Clothes off, cause she's so soooft. This ain't a fair fiiiight, yeeeaah. IIIII wanna shed light on the suuubject. I'll get her wetter than ever. Four letters are never the questiiiooon. She likes when I'm messy, and I like when she's undressin." A tiny little smirk remained on her face as she perched on the edge of the revolving bed. There wasn't much interaction with the dancers, but they were there, doing their thing. Watching them was like watching living art. The visuals on the screen had an actual artistic filter over it to add to the aesthetic, not so much where you couldn't make out Love and Jacy in them, but enough where they were merely white figures covered in paint splatters. "You're lookin in the wroooong place for my loooove. Dooon't think because you're with me this is real. You're lookin in the wrong plaaace for myyy looove. Don't stop what you're doin, cause I like how you're doin it."
The crowd immediately began screaming again as Love stepped onto the stage. They were both dressed in all black, but for Jacy it was more sophisticated, and for Love it was all lace. A temptress and the tempted. "Heeere with you, cause you got the right vibe. Seems like you probably got a dope miiind, but it's gotta be the right tiiime. We're only good for the night tiiime. I see through your demeeeaaanor. Baby, I'm a pleeeaaseeer. I go out my way to treeaat you, but I can't be a teeeaacheer. Cause I'm a problem with problems. I know who I am, and I'm nooot no gooood. You can have me tonight or neever. I thought you understoooood." She stood directly in front of Jacy at that point, her hand pressed to her chest to push her back against the bed as rehearsed. But all of those hours spent practicing had payed off. It truly looked like the crowd was watching them share an intimate moment. "Baby, some people are meant to be loooved and others just maaake iiit. So, take what I'm willing to giiive and love it or haaaate iiiit, ooooh."
Life and Jacy stared into each other's eyes as they sing in perfect harmony. This was performance. That's all it was. Performance. But it suddenly felt so real. "You're lookin in the wrooong place for myyy loooove. Dooon't think because you're with me this is reeeaal. You're lookin in the wrooong plaaace for myyy looove. Don't stop what you're doin, cause I like how you're doin it."
