Welcome to Michael Jackson Imagines Vol. 2!
This is a book full of erotica and different AUs of Michael Jackson.
I hope you brought your holy beverage or food, you're probably gonna need A LOT.
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Awards:
Finalist for the Best Imagines Collect...
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"Michael!" I called my crush as I walked towards him.
I've had a crush on him ever since I met him, which was about two years ago. I'm really good friends with him, I don't want to ruin our friendship with my feelings so I try to hide them.
As I walked up to him, I glanced at his outfit, mentally complimenting it.
His outfit was an orange button-up, black slacks, white socks, and his signature penny loafers. I was wearing a simple shirt and jeans with some Nike shoes.
"Yn!" Michael opened his arms, asking for a hug. I quickly accept and open my arms, hugging him.
He groans, squeezing me in the hug, "Long time, no see!"
We pull away from each other and he pats me on the shoulder, we smile at each other.
"Yeah," I took off my sunglasses, placing them in my purse, "it's been a minute."
Michael nodded, understandingly before asking a question to keep the conversation going, "How's it going?"
I shrugged, "Goin' good, just making more albums."
He chuckled, "Ha, same here."
I look around the room, only seeing our bodyguards and recording equipment. I look at Michael, confused, "So you called..?"
Michael perked up, remembering why he called me, "Oh, yeah. I was nominated for the NAACP Awards."
My eyes widened and a huge smile grew on my face, "Oh! Congratulations!"
He didn't look too happy about my congratulations towards him, he just stood there, glancing around. "Thanks."
I frown and pat his arm, rubbing it, "You don't look happy about it. Something wrong?"
My hand slid down as he began to speak, "They want me to perform."
I chuckled, even more puzzled, "But I thought you liked performing."
Michael jumped up, "I do, except I'm not performing one of my songs."
Interesting...
They ask Michael to perform but not one of his songs.
A little weird.
"Oh," I dragged, "then what rendition are you doing?"