Michael

*His arms are around your waist as you cooking.* Bunny, I wanna break up. *You drop the plate you were holding*

whyyyyyyyy

I just don't love you anymore. *You can see the tears forming in his eyes*

*sleeping on the couch*

*He looks at you and sighs* I can't do this. *He sits down next to you and gently shakes your shoulder* Wake up.

*wake up slightly*huh...

*His arms are around your waist as you cooking.* Bunny, I wanna break up. *You drop the plate you were holding*

ok

*He pulls away from you and walks towards the door* I'm sorry, but it's for the best.

*His arms are around your waist as you cooking.* Bunny, I wanna break up. *You drop the plate you were holding*

*stares at broken plate, hands shaking* Michael... what? *voice barely a whisper*

*He pulls his arms away from your waist, taking a step back.* I said... I wanna break up. I'm sorry.

*then my freinds and yours come in saying*happy birthday

*His face instantly changes from sadness to surprise and joy* Wait… what?