Melody Of Love

What Happened To The Truth?

Michael’s POV

What the hell is wrong with people? I’m seriously losing my mind because of these tabloids. Why can't they print the truth? Do they need to say these many lies about me? Does good news not sell? And what happened to the truth? Is it so out of fashion?

“We are handling the situation, sir. Please don’t worry, we’ll solve this problem as soon as possible.” Lio said, but I know way better than not to worry about this matter. I’ve had enough of this mess. It is not the first time something like this happened and this will not be the last time if I don’t take serious action against these tabloids.

The interview I gave the day before yesterday, yes, which I thought went well and was looking forward to watching on the television, was manipulated and sold to the tabloids for money. You wake up in the morning to see the headlines all over the newspapers and magazines reading “Micheal and Liza ENGAGED?” with a photo of Liza and me in an event and a photo of me from yesterday’s interview.

They zoomed onto the ring on my left hand, which was a gift from my fan, and wrote that it was my engagement ring. And then, as if all of this isn’t enough mess, there’s a statement from Liza where she didn’t even attempt, to tell the truth.

“Michael and I have something very special. If we are going to marry, it wouldn’t be a secret wedding. But I can’t talk anything about it right now.”

I didn’t expect this from Liza, she should’ve told them that it was a rumor, that it's not the truth, but no, she used this as a chance to force me into marrying her. I didn’t expect this from her. I didn’t expect her to manipulate this situation according to her benefit. Now the people will think there is some truth to this news.

“Sir, Miss Taylor is on the line.” Lio handed me the phone.

“Hello, Miss Taylor.” I wanted her to know that I didn’t want to talk with her, not right now, I'm upset with her and she should know better than calling me right now. I heard her wince at my tone but she continued.

“Michael, I know you are upset about what I said to the reporters, but I want you to think about us one more time. Your fans from all over the world are happy about this news. They want to see us as a pair. Why don’t you give me a chance Mike.”

“Liza, please. Love and friendship are not the same. I’ll never be able to love the way you're deserved to be loved. And if I marry you because of these rumors, both of us would regret this forever.”

“No, I would never regret marrying you Mike, please, I love you. And do you think people will forget about us? No, they want to see us together.”

“Enough, Liza. And yes, people will forget about this mess after some time. Don’t you remember the rumors about me being gay and all, and today the same press is reporting that I’m planning to get married to you. It's just a trick to sell some papers, and once I give them another topic to talk about behind my back, they’ll forget this one. All I care about is my fans and they know me well, they know that these are just rumors. So stop saying people want to see us together because nobody wants to.”

As much as I was telling this to her, I am trying to convince myself too. This is just a trick to get money. And I don’t have to concentrate on this issue and give it more importance than it deserves. This is just trash.

“Okay, so you're saying you won't marry me at any cost, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I’m exactly saying that and-” I stopped, trying to calm my nerves, “Liza, don't do this to our friendship-”

“Enough Micahel! I don’t want to listen about me being your friend and don’t worry, sooner or later you'll have no choice but to marry me. Bye.” [call-ended]

God, what's happening, suddenly it seems that everyone wants a piece of me.

“Sir, Mr. Tommy Johnson wants to have a meeting as soon as possible.”

“Inform him I’ll be there in an hour.”

Tommy is the CEO of LoveLife Music Company, the company under whose label I work. This company publishes all my music. I have this gut feeling that today is gonna be a hell of a day.

[In the meeting room]

Okay, this wasn't exactly a meeting with Tommy, I could see everyone who is sponsoring my ‘Vicious Tour’, which I’ll be starting very soon, in the room waiting for me. Okay, this is giving me bad vibes.

The meeting went on for about an hour, and all of them want me to marry Liza, saying that the marriage will increase my fanbase as Liza is a popular actress, and they believe that the marriage will also prove the rumor about me being homosexual wrong. They believe that marrying Liza will bring the media’s concentration to my marriage, rather than my sexuality.

Me being homosexual? God, I don’t know how some people believe this nonsense about me. I love women, and I’m no saint. I’ve had my share of women. Some people believe anything the media says. If tomorrow the media says I’m an alien and I eat living chicken, they’ll believe that too.

Oh! There’s another popular rumor about me. That I had my lips and nose done. Plastic surgery freak. That’s what the tabloids call me when in reality, I never had plastic surgery done.

I don’t understand why the press is so interested in speculating about my appearance. What does my face have to do with my music or my dancing? I guess I’m sorta magnet to vampires.

So, when I said I'll never marry Liza, the board members wanted me to marry someone as soon as possible. Even if the marriage doesn’t last forever, they want me to get married for now. 

Somebody kill me, I have no right over my own life, whom to marry whom not to marry. There’s always somebody else deciding things for me. First, my dad, who controlled my life since I was 5, and now these people, all saying it's all for my good. Good? My foot! I’ve had enough of this for over the past 28 years, and now I’m not going to let others decide things for me.