MJ imagines

The Bully

I can't. I can't take this shit anymore. Going to school is like going to hell. It's like everytime I go there I die and when I return home I'm alive again. Why? One simple name. Michael Jackson. He's my bully ever since 6th grade and now I'm 11th. I truly don't understand what did I ever do to him to make him act like that towards me. Every day he beats me,
curses me, tells me that I have to die. And do you know why I hate that so much? Because I have fallen in love with him. I have fallen for his brown orbs, his angelic voice, his black curls, his magical smile, his contagious laugh... But we are two different people. He's the bad boy in a gang that can get any girl he wants. And I? I'm the nerd with zero friends because of him. But today I just have to go end this. To end the shit he's putting me trough. I'm starting with my look. No more nerdy clothes. Time to woman up.

You know, I'm not gonna be one of those girls who cut themselves, because of school. I have a family and I'm not that selfish to just kill myself without thinking that I have people that love and care about me. I got in my car and drive to school with a huge grin on my face. Nobody will ruin my day. Nobody is gonna tell me who I am, what I can and can't do, and if I have to kill myself. Everybody in this school are idiots anyways. And Michael. Fuck him. He's just a horny dog. Player. Let him be. Imma be myself, he can be a pussy. I got out of the car and stepped in school with a confident walk. Ain't nobody like me. As soon as I made an appereance everyone's heads turned to look at me. I just smiled and continiued to walk to my locker. Michael's gang were looking at me with wide eyes and open mouths, while drooling over me. I spotted Michael leaning against the wall with some cheerleader. He was looking at me, biting his bottom lip. The girl slapped him but he still didn't stop looking at me. It's like nobody slapped him. Like nobody can get his attention. Everybody looked like time has frozed. I just smirked and locked my locker while grabbing my stuff. The bell rung and everybody started to walk to their classes. Then I remembered. I have 1st leriod with Mickey. Usually when we have the same class, I'm scared. But today I don't give two fucks. I simply just walked to my seat and everybody in the classroom were starting at me. I guess I have to get used to it. Of course, Michael sat next to me and I just ignored him. Then I felt him leaning closer to my face.
"What happened with the nerd I know, hm? What happened with you being scared of everybody?" he whispered. I faked a smile and said without even looking at him "You know what happened? I decided that I have to stop taking shit from you and everybody. I decided that you're not gonna ruin my life. You can go and find someone else to fuck with, cuz I'm so done" he slowly inched closer to me and kissed my cheek lovingly. "You're so beautiful, sexy, confident and smart. Why have I never seen that?" He asked while rubbing my thigh sensually. I slapped his hand away "Because you were too busy to fuck cheerleaders in bathrooms. You know what, take my advice. Stop being a pussy. Man up. Stop beating women, cuz one day there will be no high school. No girls. No fucks. No gangs. No bullies. And you'll have to do something with your life. To find a good job, a girlfriend, fiance, wife. You'll have to start a family, Michael. Whether you like it or not. You're not gonna be 18 forever, you know?"
he just started at me but then I sensed something. His eyes were darker. He bringed his hand up to my face and gently caressed my cheek. I blushed a little."What are you doing?" I yelled trough a whisper. He then touched my bottom lip with his thumb. "Come with me" He said. I rolled my eyes. This was just getting annoying. "And why should I?" I challnged with a smirk. He rubbed his noise against mine. Oh god, I melt. "Because you know you want to" I scoffed "Fuck off" he liked his lips and caressed my neck "And why should I?" he challenged back with a grin that I find quite sexy "Because your confidence is getting slightly annoying and I don't want you, obviously" I said in his face and I can clearly see that he was trying really hard not to jump on me and fuck my brains out. Then the teacher came in. Class was normal, except the fact that Michael couldn't keep his hands off me. He touched everywhere he can. And the thing is... I didn't stop him. His touch is magic. When the bell rung I ran out of the classroom so Michael wouldn't see me blushing. I opened a random door and walked in. I leaned against the door, trying to catch my breath. Then the door opened and I fell on my back. It was Michael. When he saw me he ran to me and reached out his hand "I'm so-" "Don't touch me!!" I yelled. He walked up to me and I walked backwards until my back hit the wall. "MOVE, MICHAEL!" I yelled and all of a sudden he moaned then pulled me flush to his body. I gasped at his sudden actions. "I love your anger. Take it out. Take it all out on my body, baby" He moaned and that's when I lost it. I grabbed his collar and pulled him into a passionate kiss. He instanly moaned and pressed harder against my lips, wanting more of my flesh. He grabbed my leg and pulled it up to his waist, rubbing the underside of my thigh. I started to feel weak in the knees. I ran my hands in his soft curls and he moaned at my gentle touch. Then he pulled back and kissed my cheek repeatedly. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. For everything. For the way I treated you. You deserve so much better. I know you probably won't forgive me, but I want to get something off my chest. I'm crazy, drunk in love with you. I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. I need you Y/N, I want you. I'm crazy for you. I want to kiss you, hold you.... I want to be inside of you... "He whispered the last part and I simply kissed his tears away. I looked at his eyes for a moment. He was telling the thruth. He needs a second chance. Everybody does.
"I love you too" I whispered