Her Name Was Rose *Mj Fanfic*

Decisions

•Warning: semi-mature scene.•

I couldn't believe my ears. Playboy called me? There's only one explanation as to why they want to talk to me.

"What did they call for?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"They wanted to do an interview and see what you were planning to do to come back up.." Traci says, looking hesitant to say the next part.

"What else? I know there's more come on spit it out!" I snap, making Michael jump. I totally forgot he was here again.

"Um, they want you on the cover and be the centerfold."

I didn't know what to feel. Happy that an exclusive magazine wants to feature me on something, or horrified that an exclusive magazine wants to feature me... Naked.

"When do they want to talk to me?" I say softly, thinking about what I should do.

"As soon as possible. They want to meet with you this weekend."

I nod my head slowly. "Alright. Go upstairs and find out more details and tell them I'll get back to them as soon as I'm available, don't make it seem like I'm interested but don't make it seem as if I'm uninterested either." I pause and pick something off my nails. I look up and she's still in front of me. "Go!" Traci runs upstairs and I turn around, my head in my hands trying to contemplate my options.

Playboy just called me... They want me to be naked for them, that can certainly put me back in the spotlight, but for how long?

I look at Michael, and he's picking at his plate, looking like he's in deep thought also.

Then there's this dude, he just finally agreed to do a song with me, and he seemed happy to do it, despite me going off on him..

"So what are you going to do?" Michael asks? Playing with his fedora.

"What do you mean what am I going to do?"

"Are you going to do the song, or playboy?"

I look at him, basically flabbergasted by him giving me an ultimatum.

"What if I want to do both?"

"No."

"The fuck? What the hell do you mean 'No'?"

"You heard me. Either you do playboy, or you do this song with me. Playboy is going to exploit you, and everyone is going to see you naked."

"Haven't you seen my outfits? I'm basically naked all the time." I point out.

"Yeah but your private areas are covered, we're talking Playboy , you're going to be ass out naked for the world to see."

"Cursing isn't attractive." I mock at him. He looks dead serious so I put my head down.

"I'm not joking Rose, sing with me, and you'll be back on top with respect, but if you choose playboy, nobody will respect you, maybe not even me."

For some reason that kind of hurt me. He was the first person who actually talked to me and didn't ask me for materialistic things. He was actually nice to me, and it was weird.

"Let me know soon what your decision is, I'll see you later." He put on his fedora and walked out the house.

After sitting for a while, I get up and go to the office.

"They want to see you first thing Saturday morning. Are you available?" Traci says.

I look around for a moment, thinking about what Michael said.

"Yes. Tell them I'll be there bright and early."

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*Michael*

I walk into my apartment and go lay in my bed. Today was... Weird.

I honestly thought I was too hard on Rose back at the hotel in New York, and when she popped up in California I thought that was a sign to try to befriend her. She doesn't seem to have much friends, she doesn't really talk about her family either, but that attitude of hers, it's just terrible. I just hope she doesn't go down the wrong path, I've seen too many people go down that way and can never come back from it. I just don't want to see someone who obviously worked their way to the top crash down because of a careless decision.

The phone rings, bringing me out of my reverie and I answer it.

"Hello?"

"What are you wearing?" A strained voice says, trying to sound sexy.

I roll my eyes, "Clothes Karen, what is it? I was about to take a shower."

"Can I join you?"

"No, I like my showers to myself. What is it that you called me for?" I say, obviously annoyed. Yes that's my makeup artist and we may have hooked up once. Okay more than once but I broke it off with her when we came back from the Grammys. The fact that she was with multiple guys at the same time wasn't my kind of thing.

"We need you to come in the studio tomorrow for last minute preparations. Plus Teddy has a sample he wants you to hear."

"Alright. Tell them I'll be there in the morning. Is that all Karen?"

"Can I come over? I miss you, and I miss feeling you all over my face."

I groan to myself. "No Karen, I just want to be alone. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

"Okay. I lo-"

I hang up the phone before she finished her sentence. She's something else I tell ya.

I get undressed and get in the shower. I can't help but think about Rose. She's actually a very attractive girl, if she was nicer then she would be out of this world. I was a big fan of hers too when she first came out. Actually now that I think of it, it's been ten years and I finally met her this year, and she looks better in person than anything. She was a tall, natural beauty, something you don't see much these days. Plus her body, my goodness, it's perfect. I wonder what it's like to be with her. From what I've heard she's very private with her relationships.

I get out the shower and dry off, slip into some pajamas and go lay on the bed again. I tried to fall asleep but I couldn't. Something was bothering me. I get up and go to the patio and see I light in another apartment. I look closer and notice it's Rose.

I wonder what she decided on.

I continue to stare and realize that she dancing. Very seductively at that. She stops dancing and opens her patio door. I ducked down just in case she could see me. She placed something down and fiddled with it until it started playing music. She goes back inside and starts dancing again.

I listen to what she's dancing to and I smirk.

Out of all people you dance to Bobby Brown?

I continue watching her and I'm mesmerized by how she sways everything. It's so graceful. It looks like she giving a show to herself.

I look closer and notice that's she dancing in front of a mirror, and she's starting to undress herself.

My eyes go wide as I realize what she's doing, and I run inside my room. I didn't want to spy on her like that. That's not my place. I close my patio door and go back into bed, and it wasn't until then I realized that my friend had decided to pay me a surprise visit.

Might as well. Karen isn't here so I guess I should get off somehow.

I pulled my pants down and there it was standing at attention. I closed my eyes and went to town, not stopping until I came, and when I did I felt sleepy and finally drifted off. It wasn't until I woke up the next morning that I realized I jerked off thinking about Rose.

Uh oh.

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This is just a filler ! I wonder if Rose is gunna go through with playboy! I just want to tell y'all happy new year! I love you all ! :)

-Angii<3