George Michael Imagines

Wham in China

Tuesday April 9, 1985 

I walked through the market, I had to do the shopping because Mother was busy taking care of my siblings. I looked at the list she'd given me and headed to the different areas to get the groceries. I slowed down in the clothes section, there were many pretty dresses, but we would never be able to get one. They were well over our family's budget. 

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the end of the alley. I ran over, staying by one of the stands so it'd be safer. There were two foreigners, one with blonde hair and another with long dark hair. I walked closer, hoping to see their faces. A camera crew followed the one with dark hair, and he waved his hand around at a clothes display. "I'm gonna buy myself a new jacket." He explained with a funky accent to the camera as he walked to the stand. 

He turned, facing me, "You're Andrew Ridgeley!!" I yelled out excitedly without thinking. People turned to look and stared at me, and I felt my face starting to blush. He and his blonde friend both turned to look at me. 

GEORGE MICHAEL!! I didn't yell out this time, although I was screaming inside. Andrew looked at his interpreter, and she repeated what I'd said, but in English. He smiled and waved at me, calling me over.

I stood there, frozen. 

George smiled too, seeing my nervousness. "It's okay darling, we aren't too mean." Andy chuckled, and the interpreter translated for me, not knowing that I understood English. I smiled shyly and walked over, sticking out my hand for them to shake. Andy shook my hand first, and grinned, "As you know, my name's Andrew. What's yours?" 

"Y/N." I replied before the translator had a chance. 

"So you know English?" George asked, shaking my hand and smiling. "And my name is George. It's nice to meet you y/n!" 

"Yes, I was taught English in school." I smiled back, fidgeting with my hands to help my nerves. 

"Well, shouldn't you be in school right now?" Andrew asked, looking at me quizzically. 

"..Yes... but I can't go to school. I have to stay home and help my family.." I looked down, feeling embarrassed. 

"Well you know quite a bit of English and you speak it very well!!" George complimented. I blushed at the comment and said 'thank you' quietly.

"So, are you a fan?" Andrew asked, grinning as he had been before. "I'm guessing so since you knew our names."

I felt excitement bubbling inside of me, until I remembered something else. "Yes, I am.. I was so excited when it was announced you would be performing here."

"Well, we'll see you at the concert then..?" George partially asked.

"No." I felt my face flush even more. "I would never be able to get a ticket, they were too expensive.." I got ready to leave, the embarrassment too much to handle.

"Wait y/n." George turned to another foreigner that was with them. After a few seconds he turned back around, "Here's an extra ticket we had." He grinned, handing it to me.

"But you can't do that. Other people will get jealous and there will be fights." I tried to hand the ticket back.

"Not if anyone knows." Andrew winked, and pointed to the bottom of the ticket, "This is a vip or backstage pass. So you can meet with us after the concert. You can bring something for us to sign too!" He sounded a bit excited.

"I- I don't know what else I can say, except thank you so much... this is a dream come true.." I felt my eyes tearing up.

"No need to cry darling, I know you're excited!!" George came up and offered a hug, which I took surprised and gladly.  

"Well, we still need to tour around and I'm guessing you need to help your family with shopping.." Andy started to walk away. 

"We'll see you at the concert!" George said, waving goodbye. 

"Wait!" Andy called, running over to me. "Tomorrow we have a football match if you'd like to watch. It's at Chung Sahn Memorial Hall. If you meet us there tomorrow afternoon we'll let you in before the crowd gets too big." I was practically jumping up and down inside. 

"Of course!! I'd love to go, but I'll have to ask my mother first.." Andy nodded, smiled, waved, and ran off to catch up with the camera crew. 

Thursday April 11, 1985

I looked at the ticked and found my seat. The room was packed, and George had given me a seat that was pretty close to the front. The lights got dim, and a hush fell over the room. A woman walked to the front and started telling some basics about Wham, and then the restrictions. After she exited the stage, the curtains opened and the concert began. 

.........

It was so difficult to not dance, I tapped my feet and swayed a bit, but I saw a few brave people who were actually dancing across the room. 

"Armed with love, I could save my heart.." George's voice was so amazing, I was sure that no one else has a voice as beautiful as his. He swayed, clapped, and danced as he sang. His hair bounced as he stepped back and forth. 

 The ends of the songs were kind of awkward, we weren't sure whether to clap or not. After the first few songs, I copied everyone else and gave a few claps for every ending. 

.........

I stood in line, waiting to meet George and Andrew for one last time. I could feel butterflies in my stomach. Even though I'd met them a few days ago and talked to them yesterday, I still was nervous.  Finally, it was my turn. 

"Hi y/n!" Andy grinned and waved me over. 

I handed George the Wham! poster I'd gotten for my birthday, and they both signed it. 

"How'd you like the concert?" George asked. 

"It was really good! I loved it! George, your voice is amazing! Andy, I'd love to hear your singing voice, you should try making your own solo song." I smiled nervously, hoping I hadn't offended him. 

"Ah I would, but George has got the best voice out there." A photographer took our picture, and then I had to leave. 

"Again, thank you so much for this opportunity." I shook their hands, before the security ushered me out.