Michael's P.O.V.

The limousine was silent, awkwardness and tension created a somewhat unsettled atmosphere and it was all my fault.

I knew Bill was angry with me, I had just gone against everything he has ever taught me, I could tell John wasn't impressed either, his job was to protect Grace from the mobs of fans, yet I had taken her away from his security.

I didn't know how Grace was, she was difficult to read...I gingerly slid one of my hands over to her and placed it on top of one of hers.

She peered at them and looked into my eyes, she smiled sweetly at me, this warmed my heart knowing that she hadn't fallen out with me, I had to apologise, but I didn't know how to explain why I just did what I did, I know one person whom I could confide in, who will help me with the problems that we are surely to face, she'll know what to say, she always does and that person is...Cheryl.

I quickly made up my mind to talk to her as soon as we got back to Neverland, in the mean time, I had to take things by my own accord, I slid down the gleaming black leather limo seats until I got to the glass slider, I pulled it up, isolating me and Grace from Bill and John.