Madonna's POV:
Crushed. That's how I felt when I saw it.
Michael. My michael's arms around her petite waist, while her hands on his broad chest.
Lips together, tongues enterwined in a passionate kiss.
Tears began to spill and I trembled with shock. How could I be so stupid to let this amazing guy slip through my fingers like butter, and let him fall into the arms of another.
Your probably wondering what the fuck I'm talking about.
Here's how it all began....
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Ugh I dreaded this day of the year.
The day were every entertainer gathers in one space and for what? to win awards for pointless things?
I mean, sure I love to be recognized by my greatness... but seriously!
I'm talking about the Grammys.
I'm only going this year because of my good friend Tatum O Neal ( pretend she's a singer) who was nominated for 6 categories!
I was in the middle of brushing my teeth when I heard a faint noise..
BRRRIIINNNGGG
Oh it's my cell phone!
I jogg my ass to my bedroom, to find my phone ringing on my dresser.
I pick it up.
"Hello" I say.
"Hey girl ready for tonight" I'd recognize that voice anywhere,Tatum.
"Yup I'm gonna get wasted at the after-party, where something sexy your gonna be my date" i smile, she laughs but it quickly dies down.
"You know the rules, you gotta bring a REAL date or you cant come"I frown and think.
I'm never really in a relationship, mainly because I can't keep one. I'm always changing my style and I am so rowdy that no boy can handle me, trust me they tried but they failed each time. So of course the media see's me as "that hoe" course I hate it but what can I really do but accept it.
" Yeah,yeah I never listen to that shitty rule anyway.. But who are you bringing?" I say.
" Bad girl! it's a surprise! Get ready, slut" I smirked. If anyone could call me a slut it was tatum, anyone else and they would get knocked out cold in a minute.
" bye bye, bitch!" I hang up.
This is going to be one interesting night.
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