Michael was gone for rehearsal for the HIStory tour. You were bored and had nothing to do. You start to get a tune in your head that you can't ignore. You walk to the piano and start to play the tune making up words as you play.
Just met a boy
Just met a boy when
He could come inside my play pen
Cause he look like a superstar in the makin
So think I'm going in for the take in
Here through the grapevine he cakin
We could could shoot a movie he could the taping
Boom boom pow this thing be shakin
I ain't try find out who he dating
Cause I know he a wife at home, but I need just one night alone
If you keep playing them good ole' games
I'm a runaway-eh
I'm a runaway-eh-eh
You stop feeling like someone was there with you. You turn your head and gasp as you see Michael home early. "Michael what are you doing home so early" you ask nervous "I wanted to see my beautiful wife, and everything was just fine with rehearsals" Michael dropping his stuff. You see a strange glint in his eyes "Y/N, why didn't you tell me you sing like that" Michael asked his voice lower than usual. You tried to explain,but you couldn't "Y/N?" Michael called "why haven't you told me?" You sigh in defeat.
"because Icantsing" you rush "what?" Michael said in confusion " I can't sing" you sigh. Michael looked shocked "Y/N, why would you ever say that you have a beautiful voice" Michael said as he caressed you face as you looked down "Michael you can sing that's your special talent I- I don't have that talent" you whispered as you walked to the bed. "Yes you do Y/N, it's an amazing talent you have" Michael said. You sigh "why are you so nice to me?" You ask "cause you deserve the best" Michael says.
