Michael Jackson X Reader

Wedding Planning

Your POV

It was a beautiful day in March. You awoke to your alarm clock. "Turn it off." Michael complained. You turned off the alarm clock. You got out of bed and started your day. You went in the kitchen and made a bowl of cereal. You heard a yawn. You looked up and there was Michael coming towards you. "Good morning." "Good morning Michael." "What are you doing up so early?" Michael kissed you. Soon he deepened the kiss. "I can't wait until your my wife." He kissed you again. You gently pushed him away. "Michael, the reason that I got up early is because I think we should start planning our wedding." "You're right." "So, when do you want the wedding to be?" "As soon as we get back from tour, so October." "Okay." "Should we have our wedding in a church or what do you want to do?" "Yeah. Let's get married in a church." "Which one?" "I don't know." You went through the yellow pages. You called the first church. "Hello?" "Hi. I was wondering if you do weddings?" "Are you a member of this church?" "No." "Are you marrying a member of this church?" "No." "Well than, I can't help you. Bye." "Wait." It was to late. The person had already hung up. "Well?" "Apparently they only do weddings for members. I'll just call the next church." You dialed the next church. "Hello?" "Hi. Do you do weddings?" "Yeah. Who's the lucky guy?" "His name is Michael Jackson." "Look I don't have time for prank calls. Have a nice day." The person hung up. "Well?" "They hung up. Apparently, they couldn't believe I'm marrying Michael Jackson. That's understandable. I can't believe it myself." "Believe it." You dialed the next church. "Hi." "Hi. Do you do weddings?" "You mean you want to get married at our church?" "Well, I was only considering it. I would need to actually see the church before I decide to get married there." "Okay. Well you can come anytime you feel like it." "Thanks." The person gave you the address. You took a shower and brushed your teeth. You got dressed. Michael also had changed. "Are you coming with me?" "Of course." You both went outside and got in the car. You finally made it to the church. You went inside. "Hi." "Hi. I called on the phone awhile ago." "Oh. I'm the Reverend, Reverend Howard." "I'm (f/n) and this is my fiance Michael." "Nice to meet you. Let me show you around." The Reverend showed you the church. "It's beautiful. What do you think Michael?" "I think this would be the perfect place to have our wedding." "Does October work for you?" "Yes ma'am." "Thank you. We'll see you in October." You left and went home. You went to work. Time passed. Planning for the wedding was going great. One day the doorbell rang. You answered the door. "Tyler!" "Hi (f/n)." You both hugged. "It's been awhile. How did you even get out of jail?" "My mom, the one who adopted me, paid my bail." "Oh." "I heard that you're getting married." "How did you find out?" "Well I simply went back to where I saw you before and your mom told me. So, can I be the one to give you away?" "Well..." Just then, someone else rang the doorbell. You answered the door. "Hi Arnold." "Hi. I miss you. Home is not the same without you." Arnold hugged you. "Who is this?" Tyler pointed at Arnold. "This is Arnold my brother. My dad had an affair about 16 years ago and here he is." "Oh. So you have a Dad. He's going to give you away isn't he?" "No. He's dead." "Great. So I can give you away." "Didn't you hear her? I'm her brother." Tyler folded his arms. "Well I've known her way longer than you." Arnold folded his arms. "Okay. What does that have to do with anything? Who are you anyways." "We grew up together." "Oh. I get it. You're one of the ones that was beating her up. Why would she want you to give her away?" "You're the product of an affair her father had. Why would she want you to give her away?" "I had no control over that, but you chose to beat her up right along with your psycho parents." "That's it." Tyler hit Arnold and the fight was on. You immediately jumped in to stop the fight, but ended up getting punched. Tyler and Arnold stopped fighting. "Sorry." "Yeah sorry. Are you okay?" "Yeah I'll be fine. Listen, Arnold is my biological brother. He will give me away." "Fine." Tyler went out of the house. "Well, I'll see you later." Arnold left. The days passed. Soon it was April. The day came for you to pick out your wedding dress. It was a Sunday. You woke up. You called Becky. "What do you want? Do you know how early in the morning it is?" "I thought you were helping me pick out a wedding dress." "Oh yeah. Give me a second. You know that I have this huge belly I have to carry around." "Okay." You got off the phone. Soon the doorbell rang. You answered the door. "Hi Janet. What are you doing here?" "I came to see you. I miss you and my brother." Michael came out of the bedroom. "Janet!" Michael hugged his sister. "Michael! I missed you." "Did you come by yourself?" "No. My security dropped me off." You all started chatting. Before you knew it, the doorbell rang. You opened the door. "Hi." "Hey." You both hugged each other. "I would love to stay and chat, but my sister and I are going to pick out my wedding dress." "Ooh. Can I come?" "I don't know." "I never got to pick out a wedding dress before. Besides, I think that I should get to know my soon-to-be sister-in-law." "Okay." "Promise you'll keep my little sister safe." "I promise." "Okay see you later." You kissed Michael. "See you later." You headed to a wedding store. You tried on the first dress. "What do you think?" "It's just not you." Becky said. "That is one of the worst dresses I have ever seen." Added Janet. You tried on another dress. "What do you think?" "You look like a princess." "Thanks Becky." "Yeah that dress is gorgeous." You looked in a mirror. You quickly looked away. "What's wrong?" Janet asked. "I have always been told that I was ugly. " "Whoever told you that is stupid." "Janet is right. Besides, there is no such thing as an ugly model." "I guess you are right." You purchased the dress and dropped Janet off at home. You went to work. You had to work today because you're boss was running out of time to do this project. "So, are you almost done planning for the wedding?" "All that's left is the invitations." "I'll make them while you're gone with Michael on his tour." "Great. Thanks." You finished working. "Becky, can you take the wedding dress with you? I don't want Michael to see it before the wedding." "Sure." You gave her the dress and headed home. You started making dinner. You heard the door open. "Hi." Michael kissed you. "Hi Michael." "Were you able to choose a wedding dress?" "Yes." "Where is it?" "You are not going to see it before the wedding." "Fine. I think we have all of the wedding arrangements taken care of." "We sure do." You had dinner and went to sleep.

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