❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Time Travel(Jackson Five/Bad Era)♥

"Remember (Y/N)...you were chosen because of your purity of heart. You've got to help him. Be the person he needed. Don't forget that since you're a virgin...you're basically immortal. Should you die at any point - you will find yourself back at the day you time traveled. And once you get intimate with someone - you become a part of that time. Once you get intimate with someone - your future self dies and you instantly become bound to the time era in which you have acted. Good luck,"

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March 6, 1966:

You walk through the living room and dust off the coffee table. You work as a maid for the Jackson family and you're only seventeen. 

"(Y/N)," Katherine smiles as she approaches you. "Have you seen Michael around?"

"Why..Mrs. Jackson, no I haven't," you smile as you spot the eight year old boy hiding behind the bookshelf. "I think he may have gone outside,"

"Oh dear," she chuckles lightly. "Do tell me if you see him," 

"I will," you nod as you watch her walk away.

Michael steps out from behind the bookshelf and smiles widely at you.

"Thank you (Y/N)," he says in an adorable tone.

"No problem Michael," you smile then frown. "But remember, you can't be hiding all the time," you chuckle lightly.

"I promise..I won't!" he giggles as he runs off to his room.

He is such an adorable little boy.

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Twenty Two Years Later:

You fiddle with your fingers nervously as you wait in line for auditions. You're still seventeen and you're nervous as hell - not because of you have yet to audition but because of whom you're auditioning for.

You'd decided to audition for the female lead in the 'Smooth Criminal' short film with the one and only Michael Jackson.

Michael Jackson...the little eight year old boy you'd been fond of decades ago when you once worked for the Jackson family.

You really didn't understand yourself for choosing to take up this decision but somethings simply could not be explained. Besides, your job was to help Michael and you had to find some way to get close to him.

Finally, the director beckons you in and your eyes widen. "Kid, you're up next," 

You smile slightly and nod as you walk into the empty studio. As you walk to the center, you see a man sitting at a table near the end. It's only the two of you present in the studio and your breath hitches as you realize who the man is.

"Do proceed," he says softly then looks up at you.

You stand there in shock as his eyes widen slightly. 

"Do I know you from somewhere?" he asks quietly as he stands up and approaches you.

"Uh..no," you lie as you smile. 

You now had bangs so it was a little harder to recognize you.

You clear your throat nervously as Michael continues to study your face. 

"I know you from somewhere," he whispers softly and you shake your head.

"No..I'm afraid not," you avoid his gaze.