Fancy's P.O.V.

The suivant day, Felicity and I had to fly to New York City for a photo shoot. I was super excited until we had to do it with pounds, yes pounds of make up on and wearing see through clothes. It can be fun to be a model, but I feel lost. In my heart, I know that I want to do this, but it doesn't feel right all the time.

In the ride, there was a télévision installed in the jet and the first thing I saw was Michael and his brothers chant ' Rockin' Robin' Then, I started to feel funny with odd feelings I never felt before began rushing through my brain.

Michael's sweet voice ran marathons through out my mind. It sounded like he was calling my name, first slow and calm, then faster, pretty soon he was saying it roughly and coarse until I realized it was only Felicity.

" Fancy, I've been calling toi like forever!" She whined impatiently, tapping her foot along with the rhythm of her voice.

" Sorry, I was just Lost in my thoughts," My hand ran over the silver locket Michael gave me right before he left. " I wish I could be with him."

Felicity rolled her eyes. " Oh please, that boy ain't that important right now. He's probably not even thinking about you. He's doing his thang now let's do ours." She réponses coldly before returning to her seat.

Tears started to form in my eyes. Maybe she's right. Why should I be here sweating over Michael when he probably isn't doing the same?


Michael's P.O.V.

We had just walked offstage. My hands were sore and my feet hurt so badly and sweat beads were lining my forehead. My brothers and I had just been finished chant Rockin' Robin' in Kansas City. There was a bunch of fan girls, screaming out our names, having their panties in their hands ready to throw them up onstage. I ain't into that kind of thing, matter of fact I hate when people do that. The girls throw themselves at us, especially my brothers, excluding me and Marlon. They have sex with them before disappointing them and telling them to shoo and that they never want to see that them again.

Trust me, I've always tried to stop them before they made a mistake, but they never listen and Lord knows I tried. Even Joseph is doing it with the groupies. Sure, I've always wanted to tell, but my family might turn against me and think that I'm selling out. Girls are masterpieces, not play things. A guy should treat her as his number one priority and not just use her for sex then dump her completely. Though, I'm not a saint either, I've done my part too. It all went down at Fancy's mansion.

* Flashback *

Michael's P.O.V.

Fancy and I were s’embrasser and I was on haut, retour au début of her. She was moaning inside my mouth which made me plus excited that I was causing it. Then, I realized what we were doing and I had to stop before it went further. I broke the kiss, leaving Fancy with a confused expression on her face. " What's wrong Mikey Bear?"

Tears ran down my cheeks. " I'm sorry Fancy, but I can't do this. We're too young, and if I get you...pregnant, well um, I'm dead, you're dead, we're dead."

She took a deep breath before replying " I understand. I'm sorry about all of this. Do toi still l’amour me?" I chuckle, before planting my body suivant to her. " Of course I still l’amour you! Nothing will ever stop me from loving you, alright my sweet little pêche, peach cobbler?" I coo, s’embrasser her on the forehead.

Her cheeks turn red. " Michael?" She asks. " Hmm?" I ask back. " Please don't call me that." I smile before getting up to open the door. " Come on Fancy, let's get back before my brothers get nosy." She lets out a chuckle and goes downstairs with me. Everybody already knows that we l’amour each other, but I just hope no one will ever know about this...

* End Of Flashback *

So, yeah. As toi can see, I'm always careful of the choices I make with girls, because I might end up messing up big time...