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♥Oscars(Bad/Dangerous Era)-Part Two♥

"Oh he is, is he?"

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Your wide eyes continue to stare at Michael, who is standing in front of you rather calmly. Thoughts race through your mind as you try to figure out how to make yourself look a lot less awkward.

"Well!" Luisa exclaims. "I happen to be a fan as well!" she says loudly as she holds her hand out for him to shake. 

He looks at Luisa and smiles, shaking her hand gently.

"Well I'm pleased to know that," he responds loudly over the music and Luisa nods.

"I'm gonna go now!" she giggle slyly as she saunters away and you scream inwardly at her intentions.

"So..." Michael begins as you keep your head down. 

You refuse to look at him for fear he will see your red cheeks. 

You suddenly feel his hand wrap around your waist and pull you closer to him.

"What are you doing?" you whisper as you frown.

"The music's too loud and we can't hear each other," he smiles softly. "Thought this would be the best idea," 

You clear your throat as you push him away, even though you'd like to stay like that forever.

"Sorry," he says loudly over the music once again. "I didn't realize you'd be so uncomfortable!"

"No!" you say loudly again and you pause as you begin to giggle. "Maybe we should go outside and talk!" you suggest and he nods as he follows you to a little garden outside.

"Whew," you mutter as you inhale deeply. "That's a relief,"

"It sure is," Michael chuckles as he walks up to face you. "You were amazing tonight," he smiles and you blush again.

"Thanks," you clasp your hands together nervously. "I thought it would be a disaster," you giggle lightly.

"Oh? And why is that?" he raises an eyebrow in amusement.

"Because I'm a pessimist. That's a fun fact," you roll your eyes sarcastically and laugh.

"Well, I see you're quite witty," he nods slowly while smiling widely. "Two interesting facts I've discovered about you before I've found out your name," he grins. "That's a record,"

"Oh!" you giggle at his comment. "I'm so sorry," you bring your hand up to your chest. "I'm (Y/N)," you smile and he nods.

"(Y/N)," he repeats it softly. "That's a beautiful name," 

"Thanks," you smile as you brush a few strands of hair away from your face. 

The two of you stand awkwardly as silence takes over the space around you.

"So..." you say quietly. "It sure was nice to talk to you," you smile as you turn to walk away but instantly feel his large hand pull yours back. 

"Don't go," he says softly. 

"I'm sorry?" you ask in shock and his eyes widen.

"I mean..." he clears his throat. "the party isn't over yet. Aren't you going to stay?" 

"Oh," you smile lightly. "Well I probably should-"

You are interrupted by the sound of glasses breaking from inside and you look at Michael with a confused expression.

"What the-"

He shakes his head as he grabs your hand and the two of you run to see what's happening.