Michael Jackson Imagines

He Hurts Himself

AN: I'm back!!!!!! Sorry this one is lame and short!! Enjoy it xoxo

Michael was blasting 'Dangerous' in his dancing studio, as you cleaned around the house.

You were currently in the kitchen making him lunch when all the sudden you hear him scream.

"Y/N! HELP ME!" he yells.

You feel extremely worried as you run all around his huge house to the dance studio.

When you approach the room, you see Michael on the ground clutching his ankle.

"baby, I danced on it wrong, I think I broke it." Michael explains.

You run over to him, as he's shaking with pain, and hold his hand.

You grab the phone and call 911, and soon they're here.

They help Michael up and rush him to the hospital.

After x-rays and surgery, he was finally asleep in the hospital bed. You walk into his room, quietly because he's still sleeping.

You pull up a chair, and start stroking his head as you hum a soft tune.

All the sudden you see a smile plastered on his face, "baby, how am I supposed to sleep with your beautiful humming keeping me awake." he says, giggling.

"I'm sorry, Michael." you say feeling sheepish, as you continue to play with his curls.

"I was so worried about you when you screamed my name, but I'm glad you're ok now." you confess, as Michael leans up and gives you a kiss.

"I love you so much, you know that." he says.

"I think I do." I say, smiling.