(Billie jean era 1983):
I had never really been a fan of concerts, the only reason why I was going to this Michael Jackson concert was because my mom and dad said that my 19 year old sister couldn't go by herself. Trust me if it wasn't for that then I would've never left my house, I do have a million other things that I could be doing.
As the concert starts I look at my sister literally screaming her head off like a bunch of these other teenagers and grown women, when Michael began talking the crowd just went ballistic. I looked around me and was shocked at how all theses girls were reacting to just him talking.
When the music began to play I have to admit I had butterflies in my stomach when he started singing and dancing. I then could see why all these girls were going on and on about him. He was handsome, had amazing dance moves and his voice was just so calming yet empowering.
I then began to sing all of the words along with my sister who began to scream, "I love you MICHAEL!!" I then began to scream too. I don't know what came over me but once he did the moonwalk I began going crazy. After that moonwalk he did a crazy spin, he did like 2 or 3 turns in one spin. As the song was coming to an end I began to get upset because then that meant that I had to leave along with my little sister. He then bowed down making eye contact with me and giving me a smile, right after that he walked off the the stage.
"Y/n, he literally just smiled at you." I shrugged my shoulders. "It didn't mean anything." Even tho I wished it did mean something. "WHAT do you mean it's not a big deal, MJ. MICHAEL JACKSON just looked at you and smiled, and your trying to tell me that you didn't get butterflies." I gave her a smile and nudged her shoulder. "Let's get outta here kid." As we were about to leave I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see a muscular guy, must be a security guard. He then went on to say "Mr.Jackson requested your presence." My sisters jaw drops in awe. "Y/N I told you it meant SOMETHING. Go, go,go." The security guard chuckles. "What about my sister?" I ask. He gives me a smile. " I don't think he would have a problem with that. Let's get a move on." The guard then leads us backstage, I look around at everything and I become nervous. My sister could sense it because she nudges my shoulder and gives me a goofy smile. I smile back and take a deep breath. I close my eyes for a brief second. When I open I see Michael standing right in front of me. My sister looks at me, trying her best not to scream in his ear. "Um..hi." Michael says and my sister turns around and screams. I roll my eyes, he looks at me and smiles.
" I'm so sorry if I'm disturbing your night, but I really had to see you again." I look at him in disbelief and point at myself.
" Your talking about me?" He nods his head and smiles. "Why is that?" I ask. He flashes me a smile, " Your really gorgeous, and I could let you leave without at least putting a name to your beautiful self." I look at the ground and smile. " I'm y/n." He smirks. "What?" I say confused. "That's s beautiful name." I smile again. "Would it be too much asking if I can get your number y/n?" I look over at my sister, she's nodding her head crazily. I nod my head at Michael. "Yeah why not." I say. He grabs a pen and paper and I write my name and number down. "Thank you." He says leaving a kiss on my cheek. "I've got to go home now, I'm sorry." I say turning to head out. "Wait.. when will I see you again." He says. I shrug my shoulders. "If I send you and your sisters tickets would you come to my concerts." He asks. "YES WE WOULD." My sister yells. He gives me a smile. "I'll see you again y/n, I promise you that." I begin to smile happily. "I would really like that." I say walking away.As me and my sister exit the building I scream the loudest and longest that I can. "I knew that was gonna happen y/n." I hug the life out of my sister. " I guess I'm going to have to start believing anything you say then." She nods. So now I'm actually pretty happy that I didn't stay home today.
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Michael Jackson Imagines
FanfictionThis is going to be a book of imagines for the king of pop, Michael Jackson. R I P to him, he was truly an angel in human form. Hope you enjoy these imagines. Also I own none of these photos I am using.