Tatiana's POV

"Five more minutes!!" someone screams in the hall as I look in the mirror finishing last minute touches to my makeup. 

"Hey, don't worry...you look great." Winnie giggles as she practically bounces in her chair. "Seriously--you look amazing." 

I chuckle weakly as I blot my lips with a napkin quickly as I stand back quickly scanning my outfit. I was wearing a strapless lace bustier bodysuit, with a leather fringe skirt and the usual high heel ankle boots. It didn't matter how many times I've done this, I always get nervous before a show. 

I hear a knock on the door as I yell out. "Come in!" 

The door open slowly as Clifton steps in shyly wearing an official BAD TOUR CREW jacket that Michael got for Winnie and Clifton. 

"Hey..." he grins pushing his glasses up his nose as he looks over at Winnie before looking over at me. "Hi Tati--Michael wanted me to tell you it's time to come out." he says softly as he looks at his feet shyly. 

"Okay, I'll go see him. I'll tell Frank to come and get you both so you can watch. Stay with him, okay? I don't want you two out of his site." 

Winnie rolls her eyes. "Yes mother we know...now go." she smiles as I chuckle grabbing my leather jacket before rushing out the room quickly. 

I walk down the hall pushing through the backstage madness of dancers, groupies, band mates and cameras. 

I suddenly feel a gentle but firm grip on my arm before being pulled into a room quickly, pressed against the door. I gasp only realizing it's Michael, before putting a hand over my heart. 

"God, you scared me..." I hiss as a small glint comes in his eyes as he smiles licking his bottom lip slowly as he stares at me. 

"Sorry..." he smiles as he gently pulls me close to him by me hips as he presses his lips against mine. "I've been wanting to do that all day, but I haven't had time." his smile fades as he furrows his eyebrows slightly. "I-Is Winnie okay, after what happened?" he asks his voice softening. 

"Michael--she's fine. Honest..." I rest my hands on his chest playing with the buckle on his jacket. "She's actually so hyped and excited to see you perform, she doesn't seem to have anything else on her mind." I smile as he looks down. 

"I just--I'm so sorry. I didn't know they would do that to her..." he gently lets go of me. "I know things with the crowds get chaotic--but I never would have thought they would hurt a child. Who just picks up a kid like that?" he asks as he begins to grow frustrated. "I can't stand them, Tatiana. The tabloids are so desperate to come up with a story and snap a picture they are willing to hurt a child. And for what reason? Because they are money hungry leeches." 

"Michael--things like that happen, okay? It wasn't your fault." 

"Just because it happens, it doesn't mean it should." he shakes his head slowly. "Sometimes I--" his voice trails off as he rest his hand against the back of the backup chair as he grows silent. He licks his bottom lip slowly before looking up at me. His deep brown eyes stare into mine as a soft haze of sadness coats them. 

"Sometimes I feel like I'm being unfair to you." he whispers softly. "By being with you I'm throwing you in this lifestyle and chaos. Especially now since you're growing into an artist." he says softly. "It hurts me to see things written about you, and putting you in a life that causes me so much pain at times--"

"Michael, I care about being with you." I press my lips against his softly as I feel him relax in my arms gently. "Regardless of whatever chaos and things that come with it--the only thing that matters and what I want is you."

"Just me?"

"Well---maybe Bubbles too." I giggle. 

A slow smile spreads across his face he presses his lips against the side of my head as he holds me tight. 

Winnie's POV

"So then Michael asked me to come to his hotel room tonight." a girl with bright red lipstick that matched her red hair giggles loudly as she chomps on her gum. 

Frank had Clifton and I stand in the hall while we waited for everyone. In the meantime Clifton and I were taking in the chaos observing every detail and pointing out each guest celebrity that walked through the hall to come see Michael in concert. I couldn't help but eye the groupies that gathered in their swarm of mini skirts, clouds of perfume and sky high heels. They all were beautiful in a model-like way--but compared to Tatiana they were pretty average.  

"So are you?" they giggle as the redhead flips her hair over her shoulder. "Well--"

"If you honestly think Michael would even ask you to sleep with him you're kidding yourself , red." I say out loud as Clifton nudges my side hard. 

They all look over at me as they raise their eyebrows looking me up and down. 

"And who are you?" Red asks in a monotone voice, clearly annoyed with me interrupting her fairy tale fantasy. 

"Obviously not a member of the groupie club..." I scoff flipping my hair over my shoulder as Clifton puts his head in his hand rubbing his temple, as if he was mentally telling me to shut up. 

"Aww how cute. She has so much sass for a girl who hasn't even gotten her training bra yet." she smirks crossing her arms. 

"At least I'll actually have boobs instead of two plastic basketballs waiting to pop any minute." I click my tongue slowly as I look her up and down. She squints her eyes as she opens her mouth to speak before Michael emerges from his dressing room holding hands with Tatiana as they giggle softly among each other. Michael leans in her ear whispering something to her as she laughs softly before he leans in kissing the side of her head, pulling her closer to him. 

I look  back at Red smirking slightly, as I raise an eyebrow crossing my arms. "I think he'll have someone else in his bedroom tonight. Thanks for trying to volunteer your..." I pause looking her up and down. "Services." I flip my hair as I walk off with Clifton quickly walking after me. 

"I can't believe you..." Clifton chuckles lowly as I burst into giggles. "Leave it to you to tell off groupies a little more than half our age." 

"Do you honestly think I was going to let some slimy females drool over Michael?" I gag. "Gross...." 

"Winnie! Clif!" 

We look up seeing Michael wave over at us. "Come on! It's time! Join the lineup!" he calls as we rush over to him quickly. 

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"THIS HEARTBREAK HOTEEEEEEEL...." Michael sings as Clifton and I watch. Michael had a special section where special guests of his would watch the concert, which was up close and connected to the backstage area but away from the screaming, mosh pit of fans. He even had Frank stock it up with different snacks and candy for us. 

This is awesome!" Clifton yells as the crowd continues to erupt in screams.  I cheer out as I dance along to the music.

I giggle dancing with Clifton as I glance over his shoulder noticing Karen on her phone backstage. I furrow my eyebrows as I watch her throw her hands up in the air, as she rubs her forehead frustrated at whomever she's on the phone with. 

And something was telling me to find out.

"Hold on... I have to use the bathroom." I yell in Clifton's ear. 

"Now?! You're gonna miss the best part!"

"I know. I'll hurry!" I tell him as I quickly rush backstage. I look around as I brush past some of the crew backstage before walking down the hall.

"We had a deal! It's too soon! It'll never work!"

I spin around seeing Karen, her back turned to me as I quickly hide behind large pieces of cargo, listening.

"It'll never work." she hisses. "It's almost time--" she pauses a moment before saying. "When he finds out she did it he'll be done." she says coldly before hanging up. I watch as she huffs angrily, before pushing her hair back walking away. 

I slowly emerge when the coast is clear as I squint my eyes crossing my arms as I begin to think. 

When who finds out what, and what did the who do?

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