[grace pov] i was sitting in the front row, and i was waving my hands in the air, i had my bad inspired outfit on, then i was singing to every song. michael he would glance out to outher people but then he would glance at me and he would bite his lip. i would blush of course since im a blusher, wait, is that a word, i dont know. um... anyways after the concert was over, one of his security guards walked up to me and said ''michael wants to see you only in his dressing room'' ''ok'' i giggle a little bit but i want to sound serious i dont want to look like one of them coo coo fans. then he shows me to michaels dressing room and he knocks ''who is it'' ''its me bob and i got the girl you wanted to see'' ''ok send her in'' then i open the door, and michael smiles ''hi, im michael, i'd really like to get to know you so heres my number, i also like your voice and your choice of an outfit'' ''thanks'' ''what is your name'' ''im um..... grace jensen'' then he chuckles when he sees that i have my hand on his snacks ''oop.... sorry im just so happy to meet you'' ''its ok your the only fan i have let come to my room'' ''really!'' ''yep, because well you give me fever from miles around, so kiss meh baby'' then i have my eyes widen he says ''its a joke but i do like you'' then i blush. ''stop your making me blush'' ''i like when you blush i think it cute thats why i would giggle on stage when i saw you blush when i would bite my lip to you'' ''so you didnt do it on accident'' ''nope'' then he raises his eyebrows up and down and i say ''your such a flirt'' ''yeah i hear that all of the time'' i giggle. michael then says 'hey you wanna come to my place maybe'' ''um, sure id love too'' then he smiles i also smile.

{part 2 coming later today}