Amy pov

I can't believe that my heart felled for Michael and he loves me the same way that I do. At least i'm having the feeling of telepathy inside and nothing couldn't break it. I was preparing to help Michael for his next concert as I notice Tatiana marching her way up to me. 

"You've had the nerve to steal my man?" She scowled.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ugh, I'm telling you to stay away from Michael. He's mine and I love him in all my heart that you ruined it." She taunted as I rolled my eyes.

"Keep dreaming and he'll make it more understanding for you to realize that we're a couple." I said in a uninterested tone for her to have the common sense to move on. 

"Couple? You rotting slut!" She yelled about to pull my black hair as I grab her wrist to sing her across the room making her fall against the costumes.

"Who's the slut now?"I ragged as the whole area went silent as Michael came running to see Tatiana on the floor.

"What in the world happened?" Michael asked.

"Ask your 'girlfriend'. She's the one who pushed me down unexpectedly as I was about to talk with her about something." Tatiana lied.

"What!? You're the one who called me a slut for dating Michael in the first place." I remarked as Michael held my shoulder.

"Amy I think its better for you to chill and let us aid Tatiana. Please." Michael said as I watched as the people came to help and make sure Tatiana wasn't injured since she gave me smirk.