❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Sorry(Bad Era)♥

You pant as you run off stage, your long hair flowing behind you.

"Great performance!" Frank encourages you and you smile. "I'm sure it'll be the same tonight," he chuckles.

You are at rehearsals with Michael Jackson and his dancers - you happening to be one of them. Despite the fact that you weren't a dancer, Frank had insisted you'd be best suited for the role because you 'had the look'. The only number you performed for was 'Smooth Criminal', the song in which you were Michael's dance partner throughout. It happened to be your favorite song off of his 'Bad' album and the outfits you wore on stage were to your preference.

"Thanks Frank," you huff as you attempt to catch your breath.

"Okay!" you watch from backstage as the choreographer speaks. "Next, we're going to go over 'The Way You Make Me Feel'," he sets his hands on his hips. "Can we have Tatiana up here please?" he waves his hand quickly and she runs out - with her full performance outfit on.

"I don't get it," I say as the beat kicks in and Michael plays his part around Tatiana. "why can't she just wear normal clothes while rehearsing?" I question Frank thoughtfully and he chuckles.

"You really dislike her, don't you?" Frank raises an eyebrow and you smile.

"No Frank," you move your shoulders sarcastically."I love her to bits!" you exclaim with an obvious sense of malice.

"Oh come on (Y/N), if you really like Michael then just tell him," Frank keeps his voice to a whisper so as not to attract the attention of any of the crew members.

"It's not about that," you blush deeply. "It's the fact that Tatiana is so..." you groan as you struggle to find the appropriate word.

"Her," Frank completes for you and the two of you begin laughing.

"Thanks," you hear Michael say to Tatiana as the song comes to an end. 

You see him hug her and kiss her on the cheek as she walks off stage smiling and your expression turns into a hurt one.

"See Frank? This is why I don't want to tell him...he likes her," you shake your head.

"Ah...I can't say much about that because I don't know," he shrugs and you smile at his honesty. You hated liars more than anything in the world and it was nice to know that Frank was being honest with you. "But if he doesn't like you then I can confidently say that it's his bad luck,"

Your mood lightens up at Frank's words. He always knew how to make you feel better. "Thanks Frank," you chuckle as you walk away. "I'll see you tonight,"

"Yep! Make sure to be here early okay? Michael wants everyone to be punctual to keep the show running," Frank remarks.

"Okay! See ya!"

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You sigh as you look at yourself in the mirror.

This is it. Another evening. Go for it. You think to yourself as you admire the suit you're donned in. 

Your cue comes on and you walk gracefully onto the stage as the crowd erupts into a mass of cheers. You'd been performing with Michael for quite a few of his concerts and the crowd absolutely loved you two's chemistry - even though you were totally convinced that it was fictional.

As the music becomes more intense, you find yourself pulled up close against Michael's chest as you walk around slowly in circles - a part of the dance, of course; but you always felt crazy butterflies whenever you felt his body against yours.