let me love you ~ michael jackson & ariana grande

it's time

December 2nd, 1988

Ariana

"Michael, she's not coming tonight." I brush off his idea of the baby being born tonight, Michael goes back to Tokyo for a little under a month on the 8th to finish up the Bad Tour so he's really hoping for the baby to come within his last days here.

He sighs before getting into bed with me. "I just want to be here for her birth."

My hand strokes his face. "I know you do, baby. There's still a few more days until you go back to Tokyo, maybe she'll decide to come out then."

"Maybe." He sighs and switches the lamp off.

"Goodnight, Michael."

"Goodnight, my love." Michael says, kissing my head.

I expect to drift off to sleep almost immediately considering how tired I am but something is keeping me awake.

I put my hands on my large stomach and see if I can feel her moving, I don't feel anything at all. Hmm, that's weird.

I shut my eyes again and proceed to try and get some rest. I suddenly feel something pop in the inside of me. I sit up, hit the lamp and see that the sheets are soaked.

Holy shit. My water just broke, my water actually just broke.

Michael looked so peaceful sleeping that I felt the slightest bit of guilt to wake him up. I violently shake him. A sleep ridden Michael jolts up. "What is it?"

"My water broke." I sheepishly say as I throw the blanket off of me.

Michael is astonished as he rushes over to my side of the bed. "Are...are you sure?"

"Yes, Michael. I'm pretty damn sure I know when my water would break."

"Right, right. Sorry." He holds me as he walks me downstairs. He passes me my coat and sits me down on the couch. Michael rushes back upstairs, putting on a pair of pyjama pants along with a long sleeved button up. He walks back down, throwing his fedora on his head.

"Also, what was that about her not being born tonight?" A smug expression sits on Michael's face.

I roll my eyes, hitting his chest playfully. "Whatever."

We both walk to the car and he helps me get into the passengers seat. Michael is more nervous than me and I'm holding back a couple giggles at his flustered self.

He gets into the drivers seat as fast as ever, pulling out of the ginormous garage.

We're soon on our way to the hospital ready to deliver our baby girl.

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"Fuck, this hurts like a bitch!" I exclaim after another contraction hits me.

Michael tries to rub my back which only makes it worse.

"Don't touch me!" I yell, sweat running down every part of my body.

He pulls his hand back and surrenders.

"This is all your fault, Michael! You just had to get me pregnant, didn't you?" My head rolls onto the hospital pillow as a sharp breath leaves my lips.