~Amiyah POV

I've been working for about the past 3 hours, it was almost 10 o'clock. My cup of tea sat right on my desk as I was finishing up.

"Hey babe." My boyfriend Gerald just entered. He plants a kiss on my cheek and goes straight to the kitchen.

"How was your day Amiyah?" He cracked open a beer and stood behind me as I was exiting out the computer.

"It was good, long.. but good... oh my gosh, the most craziest thing happened.. I met, Michael Jackson, the king of pop himself."

He rolled his eyes, playfully. "Amiyah, you did not meet Michael Jackson stop lying."

I shake my head and smile. "Don't believe me if you want to, I'm not gonna argue with you." I say as I shut down my computer. I grab my tea cup and place it in the sink.

Gerald enters. "Let's say you did meet Michael Jackson," he started "where did you guys meet?"

"The coffee shop." I shrug. "He ordered something and he even paid for my drink."

"Oh." He said simply. He nods and begins walking up the stairs.

I sigh and follow after him.

"Gerald, baby" I start. He looks over at me as he undoes his tie. I pull him close while looking in his eyes. "You're  all I want babe, you're all I want."

I knew Gerald was insecure about our relationship because he knows that other guys want me. Me and Gerald were friends since college and he's had a crush on me ever since.

"Thank you baby." He kisses my head. We both head to the bathroom to take a shower, brush our teeth, and head to bed.

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Michaels POV

I had just left my sister Janet's house. She was having a family gathering. It was fun for the most part, especially since Joseph had to leave early.

The drive home was short for the most part. As soon as I got in i walked to my room and took off my shoes. I grabbed my towel and cloth and walked towards the shower. I undressed and stepped in.

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Once I was dressed, I looked over the porch, still there were people standing there, holding signs and saying how much they love me.

I don't know why but I couldn't feel it. I know they love me deeply, but I couldn't feel it.

I sighed as I crawled in my bed. The tv was on but with little sound. I laid there. On my back. Palms facing up contemplating my whole day.

"Ah, amayah." I whispered quietly. She was tuck on my mind. We didn't speak that much and she's still having this affect on me.

I shake my head. "We'll probably never see each other again anyways." I shrug. I cover my face with both my hands. I feel the tears stroll out my eyes so easily.

"God I'm so lonely."