Don't Go

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*Michael isn't famous in this imagine*

Michael P. O. V.

This is a really good morning. I had a great time with my girlfriend Yn. I'm gonna marry her. She is my P.Y.T. I got ready for work. I am a scientist. I love what I do. I went to go get the mail. I saw one weird looking envelope and I knew it was trouble.

I just received some crazy news. General J. P. says that I have to join the army. I have to start tomorrow morning! We are in the year of 1987. I'm 29 years old. I don't think this is a good idea. General J. P. had known me since I was fresh our of high school. I used to train at a camp. I'm so nervous.

My girl wouldn't like that. Wait, Yn! I have to tell her. I'm excited but, I'm nervous. I invited her to dinner at my place. I hope she will understand. She would be the only reason why I would stay and leave. I want to protect her. Even if that means going to war. I might even propose.

*Few hours later*

I made my baby her favorite food. Yes I can cook. She came in and I knew she had a long day. How am I going to tell her? She looked so stress. I can take care of that.

*Btw you're a teacher*

Me: Hey baby what's wrong?

Yn: I'm so tired. The kids are so adorable, but they are bad.

Me: Let me massage your back. Everything is gonna be alright.

Yn: Thank you so much. You're so amazing. I love you so much. What would I do without you.

Me: I love you too. I want to take care of you, okay. Sit back and relax. I have some news.

Yn: Good or bad?

Me: Bad and Good.

She sat up. My heart was racing. I didn't know how to explain to her.

Yn: Well tell me the bad first.

Me: Alright, well I got a letter today.

Yn: Okay.

Me: I have to join the army.

Yn: What?!

Me: Baby please listen.

Yn: When do you leave?

Me: Tomorrow morning.

Yn: Oh No..... I don't want you to leave!

Me: Baby everything is going to be alright. I don't want to leave!

Yn: What do we do now?

Me: I love you Yn. I don't know how long I will be gone. That's why I think this is a good time to ask.

I got down on one knee. She started cry really hard.

Me: Will you marry me?

Yn: Michael....

Me: Please say yes. If I leave, I wanna make sure you're mine.

Yn: Michael we need to talk about this.

Me: Okay.

Yn: Do you even know how long you'll be gone?

Me: No.

Yn: I will always be yours. I just think we should have more time.

She was right. It would be rushing.We been together for 5 years, but now would not be the time. Especially since I'm leaving. I knew that when I came back, she would be here waiting for me.

We ate and packed my bags. While we were packing I seen that she was trying to hold back her tears. If I only knew how she felt. I just want to make her feel like a Queen that she is. It' been hard for her this year for her. I turned on some music. "Loving You" by Minnie Riperton came one. I sung along.

Lovin' you is easy cause you're beautiful

Makin' love with you is all I wanna do

Lovin' you is more than just a dream come true

And everything that I do is out of lovin' you

[Hook]

La la la la la, la la la la la

La la la la la, la la la la la

Do do do do do, ooh

She started laughing at me. I couldn't hit the high note. I could tell I was cheering her up. I took her hand and we danced to the song.

Me: You know, I love you.

Yn: I love you too baby.

Me: I wish we could stay right here forever.

She started crying.

Yn: Me too.

Me: Hey hey hey. Don't cry baby. I will be home sooner than you think. When I get back I want us to get married.

Yn: Really?

Me: Yes, that's why I proposed.

Yn: Oh...

Me: I know this is a lot for you.

Yn: Please don't be mad at me Mikey.

Me: I'm not mad at all.

Yn: Promise.

Me: Promise.......... I love it when you call me that.

Yn: Call you what?

Me: Mickey.

Yn: Ha, I love you mikey.

Me: I love you too mookey.

Yn: Mookey?

Me: That's my new nickname for you baby.

We danced and laughed all night. We got in the bed and cried together. I held her so tight. I didn't want to leave her. I just wanted to hold her. I'm gonna miss my baby girl.

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