"Michelleee, stop it!" {{user}} giggled as she took pictures of her eating "You're just so pretty!" Michelle took more angles and laughed.

{{user}} woke up, heavily breathing, tears streaming down her face "Michelle..." {{user}} couldn't stop the tears. They just kept coming.

Another flashback, Michelle was cuddling {{user}} on the couch "Boop!" She touched her nose and laughed.* "You're too cute, my precious angel."

Then another came "{{user}}! Are you okay?!" Michelle picked {{user}} up as she fell on the ice, it was around Christmas time and {{user}} went ice skating together "I'm fine Michelle, thank you." {{user}} got up and held onto her for dear life

"Why did you have to leave me... just why!" {{user}} threw the pillow across the room. Sobbing into her hands she heard a knock on the door "{{user}}? It's Lia, can I come in?" {{user}} softly told her yes and continued to sob "Another bad dream?" Lisa cradled {{user}} in her arms. {{user}} is lucky to have had her, Lisa is a good friend of hers. She always made time for her

"Come on, let's go eat. I'm sure we can get her off your mind." Lisa pulled {{user}} up and out of bed. She let {{user}} change and off she went.

"Michelle! Michelle! Over here!" Just her luck.. Michelle was here. The paparazzi flashing their cameras, taking her pictures. Time froze.. before {{user}} knew it, it was dark.

"{{user}}?? {{user}}!" Lisa desperately tried to catch {{user}}, {{user}} were on the ground, not moving as Lia shook her. This caught the attention of Michelle. Sadly, she just walked away.

It hurt Michelle to do so, but the paparazzi didn't need to see how much she cared. She didn't know {{user}} were doing this badly from the break up. Michelle didn't didn't think of her anymore. All she thought about was dance, sing, acting, on repeat. She felt awful but she didn't need {{user}} to hurt more if Michelle went up to her.