Tatiana's POV

"Tatiana!" Sheryl says shaking me. I open my eyes, and see Sheryl looking of me.

"We just landed!" Sheryl says. I look out the plane's window, and see that its nighttime. I yawn and stretch I see Michael's still asleep, and Frank wakes him up.

"What time is it?" I ask yawning.

"Its 1 in the morning." Greg groans stretching. We wait for the flight attendant to finally let us off.

"Get me off this plane." Sheryl groans as the attendant lets us off. As I get off the plane, Michael pulls me aside and kissed my neck. I giggle and give him a peck on the lips.

"I've been waiting for those lips, for two days." Michael giggles. I feel myself blush and look down. He giggles, and takes my hand. Michael walks me to the car, where Sheryl, Greg, and some of the other backup singers were. When they see Michael and I together, the start hooting. We both give an embarrassed chuckle.

"I'll see you at the hotel." he says opening the car door wider for me.

Michael's POV

"Come on lover boy!" Rory, one of our keyboardist yells as I close the door for Tatiana. I laugh and start to run to the other car. As I hope in the car all of the guys are laughing and teasing me about Tatiana.

"Not trying to hit on your girl, but she's fine as hell bro." Ricky Lawson (drummer) says giving me a playful punch in the arm. I feel myself turn red and shake my head and laugh.

"So you guys are seriously a thing?" he asks. I give an embarrassed laugh and look at Frank who has a cigar. He gives me an amused crazed look

"Frank!..." I say laughing. "Stop looking at me like that!"

"Well if you guys are together, you guys are a cute couple." Jolie (my assistant) says. I give a chuckle and blush.

"I hope it lasts." Joe mutters. Frank shoots Joe a look.

"Thanks." I mumble as I look down embarrassed. As we make our way to the hotel it starts to pour down raining. We finally arrive to the hotel and make our way there. 

We all go in the lobby and Frank pulls out a sheet.

"Jolie, Kelly, Joe, Karen.....you will be on the 2nd floor" 

He says nodding to them. He gives everyone else their room names.

"Sheryl, Greg, Robbie, Tatiana, and Michael ....you will be staying on the 4 floor." 

As soon as Frank says Tatiana and our names we start to turn super red.

“Oh good Lord this is going to be good!” Ricky says on the floor laughing with Greg.

"Ya'll better not be all loud tonight.' Greg says. "OHHHHHH MICHAEL! " Greg starts to scream. Everyone starts to laugh and I hide my face laughing from amusement and embarrassment.

“Just watch, tomorrow at the show their gonna be giddy!” Kevin hollers.

“Well yeah, I mean it’s the first show; of course everyone’s gonna be excited and giddy…” Tatiana utters.

“OOOORRRR maybe because two people got laid!”

“Screw all of you! Hard!” Tatiana laughs blushing.

"Like your going to be tonight?" Greg says. Kevin, Ricky, and Greg start howling with laughter again. The desk clerk shoots them a look. I start to blush like crazy and rub my temples to keep from laughing. Frank rolls his eyes.

"Come on, lets go get some sleep." he says putting a fresh cigar in his mouth.

Tatiana's POV

As I stand in the elevator with Sheryl, Greg, Robbie, Kevin, and Ricky. My mind starts to travel, about Michael. His body over mine, him taking my hands and pins them by my head as he slowly thrusts into me, kissing me so softly and it intensifies as he slides his warm tongue in her mouth........

"Tatiana!" Sheryl yells making me jump.

"What?!" I say. She gestures to the elevator doors.

“This is our floor, girl." she says looking at me strangely. I blush and grab my suitcase following her.

Stepping out of the elevator with my bags after Greg, “I’ll see you guys later.”

“Byeee!” They all say at the same time.

“I wonder what she was thinking about.” Ricky mumbles as the elevator doors close, and they start heading down.

“We all know.” Kevin smirks. They all start busting out laughing. I shoot them a look as the elevator doors close.

"What room are you in?" Sheryl asks Greg and I as we walk down the hall.

"134-A" I say looking at a slip of paper.

"178-B" Greg says.

"I have 186-A" Sheryl says. As we walk down the hall, I find my room.

"Here it is. I'll see you guys." I whisper. They say goodnight and we part our ways.

Michael's POV

I think jet lag, has taken its effect on me. I can't sleep worth anything. My mind flashes to where everyone teased us about well you know....I mean to be honest we've only done it twice. Ever since rehearsals kicked in and work, we don't spend much time outside of work like we once did. I blush thinking about her and I. As I turn on the TV I see Tatiana giving an interview she did a couple of days ago, talking about her album that's coming out. To be honest, I don't listen to a word she says, I just stare at her face. Her curls were flowing down her shoulders, and her lips were painted red. She was wearing my BAD tour jacket, since hers had to be specially made (she's sooo tiny) with ripped jeans.

My thoughts are interrupted when she says my name. I jump up and  and look at the TV, turning up the volume.

"So how does it feel to be on tour, with one of the world's greatest entertainer?" a British women asks. I cant help but notice Tatiana's eyes light up, and she smiles giving a chuckle.

"It is so amazing, and such an honor to work with someone like Michael, he has been my inspiration since I was a little girl."

I raise my eyebrows and start to smile. That long, she's liked me? I giggle and do a little dance in my room.

"Its also rumored that you two are quite close?" the interviewer says. Tatiana blushes and looks down embarrassed.

"Yes we are very good friends." Tatiana says. I giggle, knowing Tatiana was so embarrassed. As the interview wraps up, I pick up the phone and call Tatiana's number. I listen to it ring for a couple of seconds and hear her pick it up.

"Hello?" she says irritated.

"Well hello to yourself." I say surprised.

"I'm so sorry, I thought you were one of those hang up calls, or the press." she says groaning.

"Oh. How did they get your hotel number?" I ask frowning. The tabloids and media can really be...something at times.

"I don't know." she sighs.

"Well, do you want to come and watch TV or something? I can't sleep." I tell her. She is quiet for a moment.

"Yea, what's your room number?" she asks. I give it to her and hang up.

Tatiana's POV

As I walk to Michael's room, I bump into a dark figure and jump.

"Oh my God, Tati?" Sheryl whispers. I put my hand over my chest.

"You gave me a heart attack!" I hiss. She giggles.

"I thought you were Frank." she whispers. " Are you going to Greg's room? He is having some people meet in his room. We can't sleep." I shake my head no.

"I'm going to Michael's." I whisper. She giggles and shakes her head.

"Don't tell anyone." I say.

"Girl, I'm not going to snitch." she laughs softly. "Just tell me everything tomorrow."

"Deal." I whisper. We slap hands and go our separate ways. I squint my eyes, reading the room numbers, and finally find Michael's room. I give a soft knock and wait a couple seconds before the door opens. Michael's hair was pulled back in a curly pony-tail with loose curls hanging down. He wore a white t-shirt and bright red pajama pants, white socks, his black curls wet but lightly disheveled shows that he’s been tossing and turning. I meet his gaze once again; he was already staring at me, and I swallows hard. Why do I feel so nervous all of the sudden?

"Hey." Michael says even softer then usual.

"Hey." I say. We stand there for a moment. I giggle and look at him.

"Sooo can I come in?" I ask shyly.

Oh! Right, sorry.” He steps back a little, opens the door wider and I walk in. I look around. His room was painted white and black, unlike mine which were plain white.

"Sooo I ran into Sheryl." I tell him. He raises his eyebrows.

"Sheryl and everyone, can't sleep so  they are all kind of hanging out." I tell him.

"Oh great." he mutters. "I swear Greg and the guys are going to be soo loud." he chuckles.

"None of us can sleep." I say playing with my hair that's in a side braid. He nods and shrugs.

"I can't either. are you excited for our first show?" he asks. I smile and then give a slight frown.

"I'm scared as hell. If that's what your asking." I mutter. He laughs and falls on the bed.

"Tatiana, we've been practicing for like 3 in a half months. Your ready, I believe in you." I smile feeling comforted by his words. He smiles and opens his arms wanting me to join him on the bed. I smile and jump into his arms snuggling into his chest. He smells like a mixture of cologne, and body wash. I smile in his chest as he kisses my forehead.

"Oh I have your jacket..." I tell him. "Its in my room."

"Yeah Frank got yours back today." he says. "Your so tiny, peanut."

I look up at him with raised eyebrows.

"Peanut?!" I ask. He shrugs with a smile.

"Well I mean, you are like soooooo tiny, like a toddler." he laughs softly. I raise my eyebrows

"Michael...have you looked in the mirror lately?!" I ask laughing. He squints his eyebrows together.

"I've been working out." he says defensively. I roll my eyes. And feel my something hit my face.

"What the---" I say. He is holding a pillow and smirking.

"I'm going to kill you Michael." I giggle. I grab a pillow and hit him in the head, making him fall back on the bed. He laughs and I jump on top of him. I start to tickle his sides, and he is dying with laughter.

"Tatiana, stop!" he laughs. I giggle as we tussle and he is so quick, I end up being under him.

"Michael!" I squeal laughing. We laugh and slowly start to stop out of breath. His eyes pierce through mine, and its like he is hypnotizing me. His face comes close to mine, and I feel his lips finally contact mine. I feel like an electric shock goes through my body.

Michael's POV

I start to feel my heart race, and wonder if she could feel it or even hear it. I know her and I have done it before...(twice) but for some reason I always feel like its our first time. I always feel nervous, and I don't know the feeling at all. I softly kiss her lips and let them trail down her neck. I hear her breath quicken as I find her sweet spot.

"Michael..." she whispers. I can't help it but feel turned on by it. I start to slowly take off her shirt, and she pushes me away. I look at her slightly shocked and embarrassed.

"Tatiana? Are you okay?" I ask. She looks somewhat shaken, and nods her head. I start to feel so guilty. Oh my God, what have I done? I mean what have I done to her?

"I just.....need some rest." she whispers giving me a weak smile. I look down ashamed. I'm such an idiot.

"Michael.....I'm so sorry." she whispers tears flooding her eyes. I quickly take her in my arms.

"Tatiana, it's okay....I respect whatever you want to do." I whisper meaning every word I say. She gives me a small smile and gets up to walk out the door. I quickly stop her.

“I should go…” She says softly, ashamed, heading over towards the door, tries to walk out before he says another word.

“No, no, no, Tatiana please…” I call out after her, catching up to her and grabbing her arm gently making her stop dead in her tracks.

“Stay with me… I promise I’ll be a gentleman… Just don’t leave.” my voice barely above a whisper. I really didn't want to be alone tonight. I wanted her to stay with me. I just cant be all alone tonight. She looks at me in the eye and gives a small nod. I kiss her forehead gently, and lace my fingers with hers. I let her slip in bed first, and I crawl in next to her. She turns over facing me, and wraps her arms around my waist.

"I'm so sorry." she whispers.

"Tatiana....I'm not other guys. I promise I will never hurt you, or take advantage of you." I whisper giving her a kiss on the forehead. I feel her breath on my chest and start to drift off to sleep.

Tatiana's POV

I am so stupid. I don't know what came over me. All of the sudden when Michael kissed me neck, I started to have a flashback of Jack. I mean the last couple of times when Michael and I have done it, this never happened. I feel my eyes tear up. What if its the guilt? What if he thinks I really am a whore? I try not to cry in his chest as he sleeps. I lay there for a few more minutes, and slowly slip out from under the covers. I watch him for a few more minutes, and walk out of his room and slowly walk back to mine.

Jack's POV

"Rachel, when the hell are you going to talk to Michael?" I snap.

"I don't know what to say!" she snaps back.

"Get into his head! Make him see what a fucking bitch she is!" I yell into the phone before hanging up. I pick up a picture of Tatiana on my desk. That slut is going to pay for what she did. Jack Gordon is going to be ontop (no pun intended.)

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