Michael Jackson Imagines

38. Ultrasound

Today you and Michael will be going to the doctor to get an ultrasound. You were excited yet nervous unlike Michael who was so excited he couldn't even sit still in the car.

"What if it's a boy, I hope he looks like you, no no like me and we will play all kinds of games together and I'll teach him how to dance and sing and well get a bunch of pets and-"

"Woah there, slow you roll. That's all nice but what if it's a girl?"

"Ummm... I don't mind dressing in a tutu and dancing like a ballerina or playing with Barbie dolls!" He smiled wildly making you laughing.

"This is why I love you Michael!" You giggled and kissed him making him turn red.

"I love you too baby." He said kissing you again and again. Before you know it, you guys are making out.

"We're here Mrs. and Mr. Jackson." The driver said trying to hold on a giggle because Michael would stop pecking my lips.

"Babe- we- have- to- go-"

"Ok one last kiss." He held a long kiss and then proceeded to open the door for you.

"You are something else!" You laughed shaking your head.

You guys walk in the biggest hospital you've ever seen and go to the lady at the front desk.

"Ahh, here for the ultrasound?"

"Yes." You smile blushing and turn to Michel who was doing the same.

"Right this way." She smiled politely. She led us to a huge room. This was the most fanciest hospital you've ever been to. As you rode on the elevator to your room, Michael held your hand. He knew you were amazed yet nervous.

"Wow." You whispered walking in and sitting on the bed which was big enough for you and Michael put together.

"The doctor will be right with you." She smiled and walked out.

"Michael this place is... Wow."

"This is where I always come, so if anything ever happens come here." He smiled.

"I will make sure to." You said looking out the huge window with the beautiful curtains pulled back.

Then you heard the door handle twist and you snapped back to being nervous. Michael could tell because he moved his hand to your face.

"Don't worry baby, you'll be fine." He smiled at you and you calmed down. He grabbed your hand.

"Hello I'm Dr. Smith." She shook your hands. "Sooo you ready to see what your having?"

"Oh yes!" You smiled excited. They giggled at you as you laid back.

"Ok, the might be a little cold at first," she began to spread the gel on my tummy. "You ready?" She asked.

I nodded. Michael gripped tightly on my hand. He seemed to be getting anxious. "Be a boy, be a boy..." He mumbled.

Dr. Smith began to roam my belly looking for the baby. "I see a little foot." She smiled as I squealed.

I looked at the monitor. She started going upward and then I saw the most cutest thing ever.

"He's curled up in a ball." Dr. Smith smirked and looked at us.

"He, it's a boy! It's a boy!" Michael said very excited like he was watching his favorite football team win. "I did it." He danced around.

"Congratulations on your baby boy." She smiled and gave us our pictures.

|Back home...|

"I did it!" Michael kept saying. He laid beside me on the bed.

"What exactly did you do?" I said eating chips.

"When we first started dating, I promised that I'd marry you and our first child would be a boy... I believe I'm phychic."

"More like psyco..." I giggled.

"You weren't saying that when I put our little boy inside of you..." He smirked. I slapped his arm.

"Just nasty." You shook your head.

"Hey, your the pregnant one." He shrugged. We both giggled.

*Sighs* A baby boy...