Michael Jackson Imagines

The Beginning of Forever (Dangerous Era)

DISCLAIMER: I know there will be people who are from different countries whose terms are different and the way they spell things. So just to let you know I am British. So please don't be mad with the way I spell things. Thank you!

Y/N's P.O.V

Today is the day where I officially I become Mrs. (Y/N) Jackson! It's absolutely crazy but amazing that after four years of being together and a whole year of being engaged, our beautiful journey as a married couple starts in literally an hour.

"Oh, (Y/N). Look at you! You look absolutely beautiful!" My sister, (Y/S/N) squeals and embraces me in a hug while my mother smiles trying her best to contain her tears.

"My baby is all grown up. I'm so proud of you!" As my mother spoke, her voice started to break as she grabbed for her bag to retrieve her tissues. "I'll be getting through these today." Mother holds her tissues up and I laugh hugging her tightly.

"I love you so much, mother. More than you can ever imagine." I confess. My mother has been my rock as well as my sister, I don't know where I'd be without her.

"I love you too, sweetheart." She cries into my shoulder. I begin to rub her back to calm her down.

"Okay, (Y/N). Everyone is set to go. The bridesmaids and the Maid of Honour are already waiting in the car. Mother and I are about to leave, while Father is waiting outside by the car." (Y/S/N) explains, I nod in response to her. 

Everyone else walks out of the building, leaving me alone for a moment. I take a moment to look at myself in the mirror, letting out a sigh before leaving my room. As I make my way towards the front door, I see my father waiting outside. When he looks up and catches sight of me, his face lights up with amazement.

"You look beautiful, honey. Are you ready?" My father asks me and I nod excitedly.

"I was born ready, father! Let's go." I hop into the car and my dad gets in after me. The car has so much room inside, and I spot my best friend/maid of Honor, (Y/B/F/N), along with the cute little bridesmaids. They all look absolutely adorable in their dresses and flower crowns.

Michael's P.O.V

As I stand with my best man, Paul, I look around the room, nervous as hell, seeing everyone talking. I look at the door hoping to see my soon-to-be-wife walking through that door and down the aisle.

"Paul, I'm so scared. What if she doesn't turn up?" I ask, playing with my fingers. Paul chuckles to himself, shaking his head.

"Michael mate, you're overthinking a bit too much, just relax, she'll turn up." He laughs, patting me on the shoulder gently, reassuring me.

God, the last time I felt so nervous about something was my first date with (Y/N). Man, I was shaking uncontrollably, I was praying to God that someday I would make her my wife and boy, did my prayer come true.

Everyone stood up as (Y/N)'s bridesmaids and Maid of Honour made their entrance into the church, walking down the aisle first. They all looked absolutely adorable and lovely in their outfits. I took a deep breath as I watched (Y/N) and her father walk down the aisle next. (Y/N) was wearing a stunning white dress, with a smile on her face and making eye contact with me. She looked so captivating that it almost brought tears to my eyes. She should definitely wear white more often, it truly makes her look like an angel. Oh man, I can feel the tears welling up now. Alright, Michael, hold it together. You're a man, you can handle this. She's standing right beside me, and I turn to whisper softly into her ear...

"You look so beautiful, (Y/N)," I whispered to her. I see her cheeks turn red. Aha! I made her blush, works every time. The priest beckoned for everyone to sit down as I turned to face him.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God and the face of this congregation to Join together, (Y/N) and Michael in holy matrimony. If anyone has any objections to why these two should not be together, speak now or forever hold your peace." The priest says and waits at least 5-10 seconds as it was completely silent.

"Very well then, marriage is a gift of God through which (Y/N) and Michael may know the grace of God. We pray with them that the holy spirit will guide and strengthen them. As a token of this love, they will each give and receive a ring. So please may the ring bearer step forward with the rings." As I look at Randy holding both rings. He steps up and gives one to me and (Y/N). As I and (Y/N) look at each other I wink at her in a flirty way and she begins to blush, she is beautiful and I can't stop thinking about how she looks.

"Okay, Michael, repeat after me. With this ring, I Michael Joseph Jackson, take thee, (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N)." He stops so I can repeat.

"With this ring, I Michael Joseph Jackson, take thee, (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N)," I repeat after him and he continues.

"To be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer." He nods so I can repeat.

"To be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer,"

"In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part." He nods once again.

"In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part." And I place the wedding ring on her left ring finger.

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

"(Y/N), repeat after me. I, (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), take thee Michael Joseph Jackson, to be my lawfully wedded husband." And he nods and then I speak.

"I, (Y/F/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), Take thee, Michael Joseph Jackson, to be my lawfully wedded husband."

"To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part." He nods for the final time.

"To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part." And once I said everything, I place the ring on his left ring finger.

"In as much as (Y/N) and Michael have consented together in holy wedlock, I now pronounce you Husband and wife, you now may kiss your bride." The priest steps back, and then Michael gently lifts up the veil from my face. We both lean in, our lips touching, while everyone around us stands up, cheering and whistling. I gaze into his captivating, brown eyes. I can't believe he's now my husband. Hand in hand, we walk out of the church together.

"Here's to the beginning of forever." I smile and giggle softly. He chuckles and kisses my cheek softly.

"And I wouldn't want it any other way, Mrs. Jackson." He winks, and I blush hysterically. It's going to take a lot of time for me to get used to being called Mrs. Jackson.