Michael Jackson Imagines

13.Thriller Night

I just wanna wish Michael a Happy Birthday. I'm glad he doesn't have to spend on this shitty planet we call Erf. I love him and miss him a lot....... His pure soul just couldn't take anymore torture from the demonic people we've employed as the press. I LOVE YOU MICHAEL. I ALWAYS HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL,YOU WERE GONE TOO SOON. This part is a tribute to the happier times in Michael's life,like when he was munchin on popcorn watching a horror movie.

Thriller Era

Michael's P.O.V.
I went after Y/N who'd run out the theater. I gave the person next to me my popcorn and squeezed past people. 'Oh Y/N,why now? That was the good part!' I found Y/N standing outside with her arms folded. "It was only a movie!" I say,laughing. "It wasn't funny." She states softly. "You were scared." I say with a smile. "I was not." She denies quickly. She began to walk off.

"You were scared." I confirmed, beginning to laugh again. We walked past a graveyard and I started groaning like a zombie. At first,Y/N was scared,then she rolled her eyes. "That's enough Michael." She finally said. There was another groan.....but it wasn't me. "Michael!" Y/N exclaimed,turning around suddenly. She screamed and pointed behind me. I turned slowly and came face to face with a zombie. "Thriller Night." I mumbled. Y/N and I began to run but then we were surrounded. "Real quick Y/N,I need to tell you something. I'm different." I began to feel the Change.
Y/N P.O.V.
"What Michael?" I asked when he didn't finish. I turned to see that Michael was one of them. I ran all the way to Michael's house. Soon I heard thumping on his bedroom door. The zombies broke the door down. Michael was coming towards me. I screamed loudly. I squeezed my eyes shut. When I felt a hand touch me, I screamed. I heard Michael's voice say,"Calm down. Lemme walk you home." I nodded and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.