Hey Guys! Its part 3 of the Grammy's! FYI: You might see an *Commercial Intermission* meaning that the ceremony is on pause until they come back from break. Hope you enjoy!

Paul's POV

 If only Michael  knew how much it meant to her, for him to be satisfied.

All she wanted was to make him proud. She worked so hard for this moment, only for… that. If Michael was proud of her, then she can do anything. But now… to Tatiana  it doesn’t even matter.

His cruel tone repeats in her head and it causes tears to stream down her face.

“She looked like a slut…”

That’s all she is in his eyes.

"Is that what I am?" she whispers. "Some worthless, piece of trash that would give it up to any guy, right?" she looks down trying to not cry. I crouch down in front of her, and wipe her tears away.

"Is that all he wanted from me ? Just to hit it and quit it?" she whispers hoarsely.

"Tatiana......" I whisper. "No, don't think like that..." I whisper.

She nods her head slowly, accepting what she is in his eyes, his point of view before wiping her tears and gets up slowly.

"Tatiana.......don't let him define who you are. I know who you are, everyone knows who you are......" I say. She doesn't say anything. Instead her sadness turns to rage.

"I can't believe his ignorant ass." Tatiana snaps as she pulls her dress out her garment bag.

"Tatiana...." I say in a warning tone, turning around to let her change in privacy.

"No, he has the nerve to try to embarrass me in front of Quincy and everyone?!" she snaps as I hear her step in the dress. I shake my head. This night just keeps getting better by the second. I mean its bad enough my half-sister, Rachel, is here. But even worse with Michael.

"Can you zip this?" she asks as I turn around. "And he is a selfish, insecure, son of a b--" as soon as she says this Quincy walks in the room.

"Tatiana are you alright?" he asks.

"I will be." she hisses walking out the room. Quincy and I look at each other.

"I know..." I mumble rubbing my temples shaking my head. Quincy gives me a light slap on the shoulder as we walk out.

Michael's POV

"Make that change....." the crowd is on their feet screaming and applauding. "Thank you..." I say giving a small smile and nod. Through that whole performance all I thought about was Tatiana. It was so unlike me to say something that cruel and hurtful. It just makes me so angry to see her so happy, when I'm so..........when she did what she did to me. I walk backstage and go in my dressing room to change.

*Commercial Intermission*

As I walk out, and go sit in the audience; I see Tatiana and Paul together. Tatiana looks up at me, her face blank; yet she looked hurt at the same time. I look away my head filled with guilt. As soon as I look up I see she is turned away, as I sit with Rachel, I make eye contact with Paul. He looks at me pissed. He gives a smirk and kisses Tatiana's forehead.

"It's okay. Because Rachel is getting more than a kiss, tonight." I smirk to myself. I look over at her, and smile.

"I'm so lucky, to be with the most beautiful woman here tonight." I tell her. She blushes and looks down. Yep, its going down tonight.

My thoughts are interrupted when the lights blink, signaling the commercials are over. As everyone sits down and the Grammy's them music plays;

Eddie Murphy and Will Smith (aka Fresh Prince) step onto the stage, but on a different part of it, so there’s no podium. There’s just a simple microphone stand. Eddie was holding the envelope in his hand.

 “Okay anyway the winner for the Best New Artist is…” He pauses, looking down at the envelope in his hand and he pretends to open it, though he really isn’t. He leans back into the mic again, “Me.”

Everyone busts out laughing. Will busts out laughing. Eddie looks so serious and shakes his head. 

"Nah,  I ain't never received anything; y’all have never gave me no Grammy!” Eddie adds. “And I been rapin’ longer then Fresh Prince for years! Hell, I'm the Fresh King, and y’all gave me nothin’!” He exclaims and the audience bursts out in laughter, all of them standing up.

"Alright, now the winner of Best New Artist goes to........" Will says as Eddie opens the envelope.

"TATIANA THUMBTZEN!" Will and Eddie yell. I look over as everyone cheers and claps. Paul and everyone around her give her hugs, and kisses cheering. But Tatiana.....she looks like she doesnt understand. She actually won.

As she walks up to on stage everyone is on their feet screaming. She walks to Eddi and Will who hug her.

“You look beautiful tonight, by the way,”Will adds.

“Everyone, look at how gorgeous she is! Look at that dress!” Eddie exclaims, putting her on the spot.

I feel my eyes really examine her body, the way that dress fits her and hugs all her curves. I shift in my seat, as memories surface what was underneath that dress.

The audience applauds and some even stand up and clap their hands.

“Any man would be lucky to have her!” He exclaims again and Tatiana’s face turns blood red. “Michael! Michael, where you at?” He searches the audience and finds him sitting in the front row.

Oh, no.

Tatiana's POV

I can't even look at Michael. I look away feeling embarrassed.

Michael looks up at Eddie, raising my eyebrows, waiting for him to speak. Please dont say something stupid., Eddie.

Eddie points at him and the crowd starts cheering and wolf whistling. But Michael laughs, shakes his head and puts his hands up and waving them, as if he was shooing him and Tatiana away.

You can have her! He mentally shouts at Eddie. I try not to show any emotion at what Michael's actions. I look up at Paul, who I wish would just run up and rescue me.

Will hands me the award, and I take it staring at it. I walk up to the podium and stare at the award, and stay silent. I hear the audience scream and cheer. But I cant say or do anything.

"I-" I start to say but the words get stuck in my mouth. I feel tears go down my eyes. I look down at the award again.

"I would like to thank, God for making this possible." I say softly. "I would also like to thank my parents, my little sister, Quincy Jones.....I love you." I smile at him in the audience. "I'd like to thank Paul Walker, for giving me a chance to play in The Bodyguard, and have the chance to sing the soundtrack." I say smiling at him. He winks and smiles widely. As everyone cheers.

"A-And I would also like to thank Michael Jackson......" I say feeling my heart race. Right then and there all I could see was every single memory flash before my eyes of him.

"Slut......." his words echoe in my mind.

 looking in the camera's avoiding his gaze. "For helping me getting started and everything." I say even more softly. "And thank you to all who have supported and loved me." I whisper nodding. Everyone cheers again as I walk off the stage. Feeling lost.

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