Your POV:
I walked with Jermaine to his surprisingly normal car and he helps me into it.
He was silent during most of the car ride. I finally decided I had to break the silence.
"So, are you going to tell me how Michael was after I left him?"
Jermaine sighs. "There's really not much to tell."
"He moped around neverland. Refused to write anymore music, and was rude to a few fans."
He explains.
"Then what? Are you sure he dropped writing music completely?"
His eyes narrow. "Actually no. He did write one song."
"What's it called?" I ask.
He chuckled and then took an album out of his glove compartment.
"Take a listen." He hands me the album.
"What is this?" I ask
"His new album so far. It's pretty good, let's listen to it."
I nod and shove it into the radio.
I close the case and run my thumb over the glossy case. The words read one word.
"Bad?" I whisper
"Yeah. It's his new album. He's been working on it."
"But I though you said he wasn't writing anymore music?" I ask confused.
"He stopped about 2 weeks ago because he claims he has "writers block."
Jermaine makes quote motions with his fingers.
"Oh." I reply.
Jermaine chuckles and presses play.
These songs were deep.
I listened to songs called smooth criminal. Dirty Diana, speed demon, but one song caught my attention.
"What is this one? Sounds like Stevie wonder is in it."
His eyebrows burrow. "Oh! Yeah that's Michaels somewhat secret unreleased song he hasn't decided on publishing yet."
"Is there a reason why?" I ask pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Obviously."
He looks at me. "The songs about you cupcake. Listen to the lyrics."
He says turning up the volume.
"I'll watch you on the floor, cheek to cheek."
I listen to Michaels melodic voice. No doubt he sounds like an angel.
"She's getting to you, you didn't see her eyes on me no."
Huh?
"She looked right through you. Before you made a big mistake."
Omg this song is about me.
"Remember, that looks can fool u babe...HEE!"
I listen carefully and hear Stevie wonders voice cut in.
"So even if she's asking you to stay."
"You'd better know where you stand."
Michaels voice takes over.
"Baby loved me but she never showed she cared HEE! No you won't see her kissing me no! Baby loves me but she acts like, I'm not there."
I take a deep breath. "Please turn it off Jermaine.
He doesn't say anything but nods and pushed the button.
"What you thinking about doll?"
I stare out the window. Those beautiful stars in the sky match the ones in Michael beautiful brown eyes
" I miss his touch."
"Excuse me?" Jermaine asks confused.
Oh fuck I said that out loud.
"I said I missed lunch."
He smiles and giggles under his breath.
"Okay doll. We will get you something to eat when you get back."
he bought it!
"Like what?" I ask.
"Oh come on I know what you really said don't be shy Y/N."
I know my face just turned bright red.
5 minutes later we pull up at my house.
Jermaine comes around to the passenger side and opens the door for me.
I get out and pull the warm jacket around me shoulders.
Oh. I didn't give Michael his jacket back.
I start to take off the jacket when Jermaine stops me.
"He would want you to keep it Y/N don't worry about it."
"Are you sure?"
He smiles and nods.
I smile back and thank him for driving me back to my house.
"Listen Y/N, you and I both know Mike is a good guy inside. He just has a hard time expressing his feelings yah know?"
I nod. "Yeah I know."
He smirks. "Okay, please just think about him okay? I'm not trying to force your hand but I know you still care for my brother."
I look at my feet. "I guess."
"Thanks Y/N. see you soon okay?"
I look up and nod trying to keep the fake smile plastered to my face.
He walks back to his car and drives away. I hear the engine all the way until he's gone.
I look down at my feet again and let the built up tears fall from my eyes.
"M-Michael.." I wrap his jacket around my shoulders as tight as I can so I can imagine being in his arms and I can smell his scent.
"Michael." I start weeping as I enter my house.
I didn't do anything That night. I didn't have energy to do anything but cry.
I was confused, sad, and lonely.
All I wanted was to be in Michaels arms. I wanted to be with him.....
"Mike...." I close my eyes in my bed still in my club clothes.
I use Michaels jacket as a blanket as I slowly drift off to sleep pretending that I'm wrapped in Michaels embrace.
TO BE CONTINUED......
