{{Bianca's POV}}}
I'm so worried! Michaels mad about something and I don't even know why? Is it because of me? Anyway when I got home at 5 I called mike.
~~~called once, didn't answer~~~
~~~called twice, finally answered~~~
Mike: hello?
Bianca: hey can I come over?
Mike: uh sure.. What time?
Bianca: now?
Mike: yeah... see ya then
Bianca: okay bye
Mike: bye
I took off my business outfit and put on a long sleeve snow white shirt, along with ripped jeans and timberlins.
I drove to Michaels house in my white jeep. I needed to check on him. He was acting not himself and I want to prove to him that I really care about him..... only has a friend. I want him to rely on me through his worst commotions. Any way I pull up into his long drive way and walked in.
"Hey," he said letting me in through the clear glass door.
"The only reason I'm here is to ask you why were you acting so strange today?" He started to walk out talking but i stayed by the front door.
"I don't know, but come in here," he said walking to the living room.
"Michael no stop. You need to tell me why you were... like acting so angry. Wait why does that sound so familiar... Oh hold up that's WHAT YOU SAID." I sat by the door and he turned his curly head to me.
"Okay fine I was mad or angry, but why would you care?"
"Are you freaking serious. Not care? Not care Michael? What the hell are you talking about. You've only known me for almost a month and you don't think I would care about you?!" I was recovering of what he said. His distinguished words filled me in like a hot volcano. I was pissed. I want him to know I care.
"I'm sorry okay. I'm just so.." I cut him off.
"Stubborn? I know."
"Yes that.. it's just one of my clients got very upset when I told him he didn't make it and he said he would sew my company. I don't want to be known as a rude ass company ya know?" We both walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I put my hand on his lap gently.
"Mike, there is absolutely nothin to be worried about! No client can sew your company just because they didn't make it to the next level."
"How do you know though?" He said calming down.
"Because every other client you dropped out would've done that along time ago. And did that happen?"
"No." He said looking down.
"Exactly. Michael there's nothing to be afraid of, worried about ever again.......cause if you have me, then you have someone to lean on." We stared along stare.
"Bianca I can't believe you did this all for me. Letting me help release my stress. And even when I'm angry your still brave enough to come and fix it. Your my best friend Bianca." He hugged me and I squeezed back.
"That's what I'm here for. Hey I'll see you tommrow at work okay?"
"Sounds good. Let's have dinner tommrow after work."
"I'll see ya there," I left and got in bed wanting tomorrow to come.
Authors note:
omg thank god this chapters done!! it took me forever! but I hoped you guys liked it!! comment, vote, thanks babes!!
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Love And The Music
Non-FictionBianca Lewis has always loved music since the day she was born. She sang, dance and made her own music at a young age. She's now 19 and lives on her own. She wants to make her own music business, but wants to learn how to run one. She joins the musi...
