My first video, instead of a picture. I really don't understand the popcorn memes with Michael. To me, they're not that funny, but they're amusing.
You and Michael were lazily hanging around Neverland, bored out of your minds. "Hey, I have an idea!" Michael exclaims, excitedly. He could tell you were bored.
"What is that?" You ask, as you get up to get something to eat.
"Let's go see a scary movie." He explains, "I'm terrified, I'm probably going to die of fear in the theater." You explain, covering your face in embarrassment.
"It'll be fun, come on." He begs, you couldn't help but say yes. "Fine." You say, giggling. Michael turns on his computer and checks the time. "What movie do you want to see, anyway?" He asks.
"I have no clue. How about 'Halloween' the one with Michael Myers?" You suggest. "How about the one with the werewolf"? Michael suggests. "Fine with me."
Michael checks the time, and buys the tickets. "Ready to go?" He asks, as he slips on a his red thriller jacket.
"Yes." You say, smiling, as you grab your bag with one hand, as Michael holds the other.
We get to the movie theater, and Michael orders a large popcorn. "That'll be good." He says, smiling. After that, you both head into the movie.
The movie starts and it's not too scary in the beginning. Michael holds your hand, for support throughout the movie. You rest your head on his soft shoulder, as he eats the popcorn loudly.
Soon, the movie gets really scary, right as the boy turns into a wolf. You block your face with Michael's shoulder, before the wolf attacks the girl.
Michael is laughing, and is mostly amused by the whole movie. "Can't we get out of here?" You ask, as you continue to bury your head into his shoulder.
"No, I'm enjoying this." He says, his eyes glued to the movie, continuing to stuff his face with popcorn. "Well, I can't watch." You say, before walking out of the theater, leaving Michael and his popcorn, alone.
You walk outside to get a breath of fresh air. Soon, Michael comes out of the theater. "It's only a movie." He says, giggling, as he approaches you.
"Well, it's not funny." You say, playfully rolling your eyes at him. "You were scared weren't ya?" He asks, with a big smile on his face.
"I wasn't that scared." You say, trying to act as if you were brave. "Yeah, you were scared." He says, laughing, as you both walk back to the car.
"I told you I can't watch scary movies." You explain, giving Michael's arm a push. "Hey, it was still fun." He says, giving you a soft kiss on the lips.
You both hop in the car, before the zombies appear. Hahahahahahah..........
You fall asleep in the car, until you get back home. "Here, I'll bring you inside." Michael says, holding your body up, as you walk beside him.
a/n: this was so lame, haha, but I tried to make it like Thriller a little. Remember to comment & vote.
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Michael Jackson Imagines
Romantizm(Update Often) short imagines/stories about you and Michael Jackson.