Tatiana POV
Tatiana, Tatiana, TATIANA!!!!!!

WHAT MICHAEL DAMN!!!!!!! I yell snapping out of my day dream. we are still standing in my drive way,

I said what is that tattoo on your wrist I just saw. he says, rolling his eyes.

its just my moms name damn Michael why did you follow me to my house huh, was it just to interrogate me about a little tattoo.

No it wasn't thank you very much smart ass.

you know what get the fuck out of my driveway jackass

its Jackson sweety, he says walking back to his car. I roll my eyes and walk into my house

That daydream I had felt so real, like why would I ever get someone's face tatted on me and why would I even love Michael.

I don't know where my head was at to have me daydreaming about saying I Love Michael.

Damn something must be really wrong with me