Imagine This.

Pour It Up Eight

Michael

The spotlight is dim and money covers the floor. Men are shouting and a couple of women are too. One pole is occupied and I see the long legs slide down first. The way she moves,I can tell right away it's Y/N no one moves like her. The way she moves her legs dramatically, and rolls her hips to the ground and jumps right back up effortlessly. The way she bites her lip and slides upside down on the pole is classy no matter the atmosphere..she makes it classy.

I inch closer and sit on a red stool and wait for her dance to be finished. Men swoon over her and inch closer to the stage. I breathe deeply and look around the dark room and try to avoid being jealous. She doesn't let them touch her though, maybe it's for respect or anticipation but it makes me feel better.

Her boss stands on the sideline and swoons over her as well. I feel the urge to choke him with my bare hands but a bartender slides a glass over to me filled with tequila. I take a shot and watch Y/N leave the stage. I slide a tip under the glass and make my way to the back.

Girls giggling and gossiping meets my ears and I turn into a hall. Yelling that sounds like it's coming from Y/N's boss. I stand across Y/N's dressing room and breathe in deeply. The door creaks open as I open it and see the reflection of the mirror. Y/N is sitting down, crying. Tears are streaming down her face and I open the door widely. I rush over to her and hold her, she gasps and holds on to me and weeps in my shoulder. I lift her up from the chair and walk her out of the building.

Without a question, I open the passenger door to my car and she gets in, shutting it.

You

Your ribs ache as you weep quietly. You look out the window and bite your lip, wondering where and why Michael is taking you. You breathe in a sharp breath and hiss and hold your stomach. "Are you okay?" Michael looks at you and you hiss again. "My ribs" He stops the car and arches his eyebrows. "Your ribs? we're going to the hospital" he merges into another lane and honks at everyone that's slowing him down.

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The doctor hangs up an X-Ray of your ribs and frowns "Y/N your ribs are broken"

Oh, sh*t! What happened to her ribs? Is Michael catching feelings?

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