❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Invisible Touch(Dangerous Era)♥

You sigh as you sit down on Luisa's sofa. 

"How much longer are you going to take?" you ask as you roll your eyes.

"Just be patient! I'm almost done," she smiles as she fixes her earrings.

The two of you had decided to visit a small and friendly restaurant down the road where you'd both heard there was going to be good music and dance.

"Really? For the first time, I'm ready before you," you shake your head. "And now you do this," you rest your hand on your forehead dramatically and she giggles.

"Shut up," she rolls her eyes. "Remember...patience is a virtue and-"

"A virtue is a grace," you complete for her as you fold your arms. "I get it. Now can you please hurry?" 

"Geez...what's with the rush?" she frowns as she continues to bustle about, getting ready.

"I don't know...I just hope they have some good music honestly," you sigh. "Because if they don't..I'm out,"

"Right," she eyes you skeptically. "(Y/N), you don't even dance,"

"I know...but then again," you shrug. "When good music takes over, you transform into something else," you stare off distantly.

"Wow," Luisa claps slowly as she snaps her fingers in front of your face to bring you back to reality. "Well said," she giggles. "Now stop thinking like Michael Jackson and let's go," 

"What?" you blush. "Can you not?" you say as you stand up.

"Girl...stop acting like you're not in love with the guy," she raises an eyebrow.

"Luisa!" you giggle. "He doesn't even know I exist," you shake your head.

"So? Dreams are free," she sighs dreamily and you hit her playfully. 

"Let's just go,"

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Wow," you sigh as you rest your chin on your hand and stare at Luisa who is sitting opposite you. "The atmosphere is pretty nice,"

Luisa sets her glass of wine down on the table and smiles.

"Told ya," she giggles and you frown.

"Luisa?..." you begin to giggle as well. "Are you tipsy?"

"What?" her eyes widen. "No...I'm just looking at the person behind you," she suppresses a wide smile.

"What do you-" you turn around and your eyes land on a tall male figure walking through the door and quietly toward a table not too far from yours. 

His eyes and features are totally unmistakable.

"Oh my God!" you whisper yell as you turn around quickly. "Is that-"

"Michael Jackson? Yep," Luisa smiles knowingly at you as she continues to sip her wine. "Like I said..." she giggles again. "Told ya,"

"But what is he doing here? I mean...where's the commotion?" you frown knowing that he usually has the whole ruckus following him.

"I don't know. All I do know is that the managers of this place....they don't tell the media whenever he's here so I assume that this is where he comes to enjoy his personal time," she shrugs. "And I'm guessing that the regulars here are told not to lose their minds when they see him," 

"Oh," you frown slightly. "Is that why this restaurant has such a great reputation?" you giggle lightly.

"I'm almost one hundred percent sure that's why," she giggles. "Hence,why I brought you here," she winks. "I had a feeling he'd be here tonight,"