"I didn't know the rain was purple." Michael looked deeply into Prince's eyes, with crimson cheeks.
"That's until you helped me see it."
|DARLING MIKEY; ORIGINAL STORY|
It all started with an unfortunate accident at the concert of James Brown in 19...
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"A summer love is beautiful But it's not enough To satisfy emotions That are shared between us"
- The Deele
|Zürich, Switzerland| |Wednesday, May 20th, 1987| |Hotel Spinne| |3:00 am|
Prince
I got up from the bed very quietly so Michael wouldn't wake up, and made my way over to the door, opening it and closing it behind me. Since I knew no one would be up, I'd be perfectly fine without any security, plus, I wasn't going anywhere anyway, I just really needed someone to talk to asap. I couldn't sleep after what happened between Michael and I. So I needed to settle this, once and for all. I need to figure out what I've been feeling, and what's been going on between the two of us, and what my heart is telling me. Cause if I don't, we're going to continue to go through this cycle over and over again, not having a clue to what it means. So, I knew just the person to help me.
I walked down to the seventh door away from my room, and I banged on it harshly, anxiously wanting her to open. After a couple of seconds, the door finally opened, revealing Cat. She was wearing a blue T-shirt, black shorts and her hair was wildly all over the place, and she looked at me with a tired yet confused look on her face.
"What the hell-" She says but I cut her off, walking into her room. I hear her sigh, then close the door.
"Come in." Cat said sarcastically due to me coming into her room anyway. I start pacing back and forth in the middle of the room. She walks around me, looking me up and down, then sits down on the foot of the bed.
"We need to talk." I said, continuing to pace across the floor.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Cat mumbled, then yawned right after, still trying to wake up. I stopped in my tracks, and stared at her in thought. She shrugged awkwardly, waiting for my response.
"Prince, what's up?" She said impatiently. I hesitated at first, trying to process what I was about to say, but since I trusted her and knew Cat wasn't going to tell a soul, I had to be flat out honest and get this burden off of my chest.
"I almost kissed Michael." I blurted out, finally feeling relief for getting it out, but started to panic even more after what I just said.
Oh my God, I almost kissed Michael.
However, Cat looked didn't looked phased at all by the news I told her. She shrugged and furrowed her eyebrows, "What, like on the cheek?"
I facepalmed my forehead, and I sighed heavily. She might be pretty, but she's not the smartest of the bunch.
"No, Cat. On the lips!" I stressed, hoping she would catch my drift.
Just like that, her mouth dropped, and she was completely stunned. That's the reaction I was waiting for. I couldn't look at her reaction any longer, because it started to make me panic even more, so I turned away and continued to pace back and forth.
