Michael called me up at the last minute because he wanted to go see some type of horror movie. I mean it's October so that's when they show all of the horror movies.I've been with Michael for about a year now and we never really get to go out to the movies. So the time we do get to go, his stupid ass would pick a fucking scary movie.
Which, I'm not the horror type of girl, so I was scared to death. Jumping what seemed like every 5 minutes.
I swear, I hate him.
Michael was enjoying himself way too much. Stuffing his face with all that damn popcorn, with a huge smile on his face.
I had my arm hooking inside of his, trying to hide my face in his shoulder.
"Can we get out of here?" I asked Michael who was still stuffing his mouth with popcorn.
"No, I'm enjoying this." He looked at me for a brief second, before turning his attention back on the big screen.
"Well I can't watch." I stood up leaving him sitting there to watch it all by himself.
I didn't care.
Fuck that.
Fuck werewolves.
Fuck everything horror related.
I want to sleep at night!
As soon as I walked outside, surprisingly Michael followed my ass, giggling.
"It's only a movie."
"It's not funny." I said irritated.
"You were scared weren't you?" He still had that smile on his face.
"I wasn't that scared." I turned and walked away.
I heard him chuckle.
"Yeah, you were scared."
I started walking leaving his ass back there alone. I didn't know where the hell I was going, but I was just walking my scared ass down the street.
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Michael Jackson Dirty Imagines 😏
Short StoryEveryone needs a little smut in their life and a lot of Michael's sexy ass. If you like graphic details, vulgar language, then you have showed up to the right place. Everyone loves a good DADDY MICHAEL 😉😏. Obviously, these are fiction images and...