It's 2006 and Beyonce just released her newest album "B'Day." She's on the covers of Vogue, adding more Grammy's to her collection and soon becoming the next best thing. In the middle of her popularity, she travels back home to Louisiana for her mot...
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A COUPLE HOURS LATER, MICHEAL SAT NEXT to Solange, swinging a beer bottle between his fingers. They chatted about everything randomly and it was obvious to outsiders, that they were very close. She continued eating his bourbon peach pie, moaning in delight. "You are one hell of a cook, Micheal."
"It's my mom. She's the one who left me with the cookbook."
"That cookbook can cure world hunger. Literally." She teased. When she was finished with her pie, she grabbed his plate and began eating it. "It might even bring Jesus back."
Just then, Tina played one of Beyoncé's favorite songs: Can You Stand The Rain by New Edition. As soon as Beyonce heard it, she giggled. "Oh! This is my shit!"
"Language!"
"Sorry Mama." She began dancing, moving her body to the beat. She didn't care about how she look to others, she was just having fun.
"On a perfect day, I know that I can count on you." She pointed towards Micheal and danced her way over. He chuckled when she grabbed his hands, pulling him off the chair. "What are you doing?"
"When that's not possible, tell me can you weather the storm?"
"I don't dance."
"Cause I need somebody who will stand by me. Through the good times and bad times. She will always, always be right there." She sang along, guiding him through the crowd of people dancing. Finally, she faced him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Sunny days, everybody loves them. Tell me, baby, can you stand the rain? Storms will come. This we know for sure. Can you stand the rain?"
"Love unconditional, I'm not asking just of you." Micheal found himself mouthing along. Her eyes sparkled upon hearing him sing but he only shook his head. "I'm never doing that again. You're the singer, not me."
"And girl to make it last, I'll do whatever needs to be done. But I need somebody who will stand by me. When it's tough, she won't run. She will always, be right there for me."
She rested her head on his chest and together they swayed softly. He placed a kiss on her forehead, soon resting his head on hers.
"Sunny days, everybody loves them, tell me, baby. Can you stand the rain? Storms will come. This we know for sure. Can you stand the rain?" He sucked in a breath, taking in the scent of her perfume. She smelled like honey and warm vanilla, she always smelled good.
"Can you stand the rain? Can you stand the rain? This we know for sure. Can you stand the rain? Can you stand the rain? Will you be there for me?"
When the song ended, she finally opened her eyes. She lifted her head. "I have something for you to celebrate your win. It's in my room, come on."
She grabbed his hand and led him upstairs. Once, they landed in her bedroom, she closed the door. Then, she bent down next to her bed, pulling out a small gift basket she had crafted him.
