2 months later...

Michael's P.O.V.

Joseph's furgone, van was almost packed up. I looked over at Fancy's house. She hasn't come out yet. I hope I haven't hurt her. Marlon came up to me. " Waitin' for Fancy to come out, huh?"

I rolled my eyes. " Yes. Why do te care? I almost had her until te kissed her." Marlon smiled. " Michael, I'm not interested in her no more. I realize te and her were meant to be. Her sister is where it's at!" I smile and help Jermaine and Tito carry the boxes out.


Fancy's P.O.V

I was busy ironing out clothes with my mother while I heard coming from successivo door. I look out the window and see Michael packing up the family van. Oh no! It's time! I race downstairs and run successivo door. Michael sees me and smiles. " ciao girl! What's- I interuppted him da grabbing him and pulling him into a tight hug. I start to cry immediately into his shoulder. His warm and welcoming arms wrapped around my waist and reels me closer to him. When he tries to break the hug, I just hold on.

He manages to get me off of him. " Um, I have something for you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet purple box. I opened it and it revealed a beautiful locket.

" Michael, it's beautiful!" He put it around my neck. The way his arms swooped around me made me feel safe. It felt good because I knew I would never have this feeling again.

Soon, the car was packed and it was time for them to go. Michael handed me a scrapbook. It had a bunch of pictures of me and Michael combined. I stared at it in awe." I worked hard on it just for you. I want te to know that our friendship will never die."

He pulled me into a deep hug like I did to him, only stronger. " I won't have te anymore. You're leaving me." Tears were forming in his eyes and te could see he was chocked up. " Don't worry Fancy. You'll always have me. Right here." He said, patting his heart. He leaned in and gave me one last baciare on the lips, this time in front of the family.

When Michael turned to leave, I grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled hard. Michael turned and tried to reason with me. " Fancy, I have to go. I'll write to te every single day! Don't te want me to make it big?" That domanda hit me hard like a bunch of bricks. I finally let go and he blew me a air baciare before getting into the van. My head shattered when I sat and watched the furgone, van drive away.

Michael's P.O.V

I keep my eyes pasted on Fancy, who was crying her eyes out on Felicity's shoulder. It hurt me to leave her like this, but my father wants us to become superstars. LA is far away from Gary and Fancy probably won't make it there. I keep staring at her hurt face until everything turned into plain old road.