How You Meet Michael

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It was one hot summer afternoon in 1987, and you have scored a ticket to see the greatest entertainer ever, your secret crush, the King of Pop: Michael Jackson! He is in the middle of his BAD tour and you know that you have been wanting to see him for a long time. Now it is the perfect opportunity to do so.

Although you are excited to go, you can't decide what to wear. You have been searching through your closet for the perfect outfit for hours and you felt exhausted, until a lightbulb went up on your head and you finally figure out the outfit you want to wear to the concert.

The outfit you have picked out is the biker leather jacket with black leather pants and a white Michael Jackson BAD t-shirt and black boots. You put on makeup that is so natural and your hair is nice and curly, making you look more beautiful and sexy.

"Finally, now I am ready to go!" you said.

The drive to the arena couldn't be fast enough. You have wanted to get there quick enough to beat the high crowds of fans. In twenty minutes, you have arrived to the arena and you couldn't believe how many people were there waiting to get inside the arena to see him perform live. Within an hour,  the crowds were moving and the seats were getting filled by the minute. Your seat was definitely towards the front of the stage, meaning you can see Michael's sweat drip on you at one point. ;)

The show was about to start and you started screaming and cheering with the crowd, and you didn't care if you would lose your voice by the end of the night. Michael came on stage and he looked magnificent as usual. He was singing your favorite song first: BAD. You couldn't stop screaming and you danced and grooved to the music just like Michael was doing on stage. After that song the next song he sang was The Way You Make Me Feel. He was looking straight at you while he was singing and you started getting butterflies in your stomach. After that he sang the song, She's Out of My Life. He mentioned the security to call you up on stage. You couldn't believe it! You went up to the stage and you immediately hugged him while he was singing. At one point he said, "Meet me backstage after the show." You was completely in shock. You nodded your head and then the security guard took you back to your spot.

The concert was amazing and you was getting ready to go backstage to meet Michael. You was feeling nervous but happy at the same time and butterflies were returning back to your stomach, but you managed to compose yourself in time.

The security guards guided you to his room and you went inside and Michael was standing inside waiting for you. "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Michael said in his sweet, soft voice. "Michael, it has been a lifelong dream of mine to meet you and I can't believe I am in the presence of the King of Pop!" you said calmly but excitedly. "May I please ask you what's your name?" Michael said. "My name is Y/N." you said. Michael gave you a nice loving hug and you didn't want to let him go. His presence made you weak in the knees but hugging him kept you up on your feet.

"What an amazing concert it was tonight! You worked your magic as always!" you said.

"Thank you very much, Y/N!" Michael replied.

"You're such an amazing performer and person! I can't believe I have actually got the chance to meet you!" you said.

Michael started blushing, "Awww, that is very sweet of you Y/N."

There was silence for a few seconds, until Michael came up with an idea.

"Y/N, do you have any plans as of right now?" Michael asked.

"No, not right now, what have you planned in mind?" you replied.

"I hope you don't mind me being too forward, but would you like to come spend time with me at Neverland?" Michael asked with hope in his eyes.

You stood there in shock. The Michael Jackson asked you to spend time with him at Neverland.

"Of course I will love to spend time with you at Neverland!" you replied with joy in your voice.

Michael was so happy about your answer that he went up to hug you but instead, you made the first move with a sweet kiss on the lips.

"OMG, Michael I am so sorry! I didn't mean to-" you was cut off by Michael kissing you back.

"No apologies needed." He said with a sexy tone.

He took your hand and led you out of the locker room and out of the arena and into the limo and both of you were going to have the time of your lives at Neverland.



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