This short story takes place in Michael's Bad Era, right after Michael had finished The Way You Make Me Feel music video with Tatiana. You are Michael's close friend in this story, you know him personally.. a bit too close I should say.
This is also...
I woke up to the sound of distant screaming.. it didn't sound like someone being attacked, it sounded..
Loud..obnoxious..deafening..
It sounded as if it was a bunch of fan girls of some big celebrity or something..
I slowly get up out of my bed yawning as I make my way to my closed window, the cheering and the screaming getting closer the more close I get to my window.
I open up my window a little and look down.
There's a crowd of people at the entrance of the hotel..
Cameras are flashing, girls are screaming, people are EVERYWHERE...
All I see is a crowd of people and a limo, but nobody is in it.
I close my window and run to the bathroom to freshen up. I wash my face, bush my teeth, and then put my hair in a high ponytail. I immediately put my socks and flats on, and run downstairs.. while on the stairway I catch a glimpse of two people speed walking through the courtyard of the hotel from the stairway window
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It's Michael and that chick from The Way You Make Me Feel video.. She's probably apart of the tour but--
"Holy..shit.."
I run downstairs quickly, trying not so slip and fall as I run down 4 flights of stairs. I sprint down the long hallways that lead to the courtyard and I open the door, accidentally bumping into a couple people that was going into the building
"Hey,watch it bitch!"
I run past them and apologize while I pass them, putting my hands together like I'm praying
"Im Sorry, I'm sorry!"
I turn back around and continue running towards Michael, panting heavily. After a minute of running through the courtyard, I finally catch up to Michael. I grab his hand and he quickly turns around, probably thinking I'm a fan
Michael adjusts his red hat as he looks down at me
"Oh hello there! You must be a fan, so you want an autograph?"
I felt my heart crack in half and slowly let go of his hand in disappointment, tears slowly filling my eyes as the girl he's with glares at me with the look of PURE disgust.
"You don't remember me?? (F/N L/N)! Your childhood best friend and model! I haven't seen or talked to you since We Are The World!"
Michael looks away with his eyes and puts his hands on his hips, trying to remember me.
"I meet a lot of new people every day.. it's hard to keep track of old friends..hmm.."
