let me love you ~ michael jackson & ariana grande

first love, last love

a/n: so the chapter with smut has finally came! if ur uncomfortable abt that i recommend u not reading this chapter at all but if u like or don't mind smut then enjoy the story also i gotta make a disclaimer i am HORRIBLE at writing smut so if it's garbage i apologize deeply okay NOW u can read it

May 1st, 1987

Ariana

So, I'm engaged to Michael. It feels so bizarre to even say that. It seems like just yesterday Janet was teasing me about my crush on him and now I'll soon be his wife. It's crazy how life works.

Michael and I walk hand in hand out of the ferris wheel, claps from the staff are erupted as we step forward.

I glance up at Michael and his cheeks are redder than they usually are, he's naturally a very shy person so it's no surprise he's blushing.

Michael's and I's thank you's fill up the whole area as we walk back to the exit.

I let out a yawn when we finally get back to the car.

"So, did you have fun?" Michael asks leaning up against the car.

"So much." I say low since I am quite tired out.

"I'm glad. I was so nervous you'd hate it." His arms have a firm hold around my waist.

"No matter what you would have done, I would have loved it anyway, Michael." I press a gentle kiss to his soft lips.

"Let's get home, shall we?" I nod, pecking his lips one more time before we both get into the car.

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"How was I supposed to know she was going to pass out?" Michael declares, a goofy smile on his face, referring to the lady who took our orders in the Mcdonald's Drive-through.

"Maybe because you're Michael Jackson. You know, just the world's most famous person on the planet at the moment." I throw a fry into my mouth.

"All that matters is that she was okay, she really had me worried." He states while munching down on his nuggets.

My mind then drifts off to other places. One specifically being my sex life with Michael, or lack of one I should say. I know he's very religious and I 110% respect his wishes and beliefs, I just wish we could take it to the next level already. But I will wait however long I have to if it means I can spend the rest of my life with him, all aspects being open in our relationship.

"You know all I think about whenever I sit at this table with you is how you made me sing Lovin' You here, in front of your whole family." I throw my head into my hands as the embarrassing memory parades around in my mind.

Michael laughs. "That was pretty humiliating, at least you were good."

I roll my eyes while shaking my head. Definitely in my top 5 most mortifying moments ever.

"I'm getting tired, are you?" I nod my head while throwing all my Mcdonald's scraps in the takeout bag. Michael does the same.

We both throw our garbage out and decide to head upstairs to get some rest. We make sure to be quiet because we really don't need anyone waking up right now.

I follow Michael into his room, closing the door behind me. I open my duffel bag to get some of my toiletries and notice the lingerie sitting in there. I look back at Michael who's undressing himself.