Be Careful What You Wish For.

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Still Grace's P.O.V.

A tight hand squeezed around mine as the large sliding door opened up, I saw glimpses and tens of policemen forming a circle, almost like a fence to withhold the crazy mob of fans.

I looked up at Michael a little scared, but him? He was grinning from ear to ear, he waved at them and giggled as the already deafening screeches got louder as we walked out.

He pulled my hood up, still wanting to keep my identity a secret, but it was soon to be found out, surely.

"Keep walking." John whispered in my ear behind me.

The policemen had allowed a circular area to be free from fans in which the limo was parked and Ray was standing beside it. We neared the limo and Ray was about to open the door when Michael let go of my hand. I looked back to see him signing autographs and talking with some fans, he looked back at me grinning before running over to me.

"Come on, come with me!" He pulled me with him, away from the safety of the limo and in the middle of the free circle. He stood with me hand in hand.

"Just wave, don't worry, it's okay." He reassured me, squeezing my hand and smiling.

For the first time I looked up at the crowds, there were hundreds if not, thousands of people, it was all a little scary, but I waved and they waved back, I found it strange but heartwarming too.

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