A/N: This is a request from Moonwalker1999x..........girl, I hope this didn't suck. :(
If it did then I'm sorry - I tried my best XDEnjoy! (Hopefully)
P.S. I hope that's the song you wanted because if not then...................*shoots self*
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You run your hands gently over you beautiful black gown, sighing as you look at your stunning reflection in the mirror.
"Hey princess," Michael walks into the room, approaching you and hugging you from behind. "Wow, you look amazing,"
You blush and smile shyly as you rest your hands on top of his, which are clasped together over your stomach.
You and Michael had very recently been wed and you had to admit that everything had been quite a roller coaster. Just before the wedding, a very unfortunate event had occurred - your sister had passed away. She'd been diagnosed with cancer and you had been praying that she'd been able to see you on your wedding day.
However, she'd been taken a week before your wedding to Michael.
It really hurt you but you knew deep down that she'd have wanted you to be happy; so you continued with the wedding and chose not to postpone it - despite the many times you almost did.
So now, here you were - two weeks after marrying the man you love and even though you were more than happy to be united with the man you adore; the loss of your sister was still ever so evident in your heart.
Tonight you and Michael were going to attend the 1989 Soul Train Awards and there was just one thing you weren't telling him.
"Thanks," you smile softly, turning around to face him. "You don't look too bad yourself," you chuckle halfheartedly - adjusting his coat gently.
"You okay?" he asks softly, rubbing your upper arms sympathetically.
"Not really....I just," you shake your head as your feel tears building up in your eyes. "I just miss Mirah," you sigh, referring to your beautiful elder sister.
The one person that had been closest to you apart from Michael was Mirah.
"I know princess," he sighs sadly, continuing to rub your arms. "But she'd want you to be strong for her," he says softly, kissing your forehead before smiling. "I can already imagine her reaction if she saw how beautiful you looked tonight,"
You giggle slightly at his cute remark and hit him playfully.
"Whatever," you roll your eyes. "Now, we should probably get going," you wink. "You don't want to be late,"
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"And the award goes to..." Eddie Murphy pauses for a moment as the crowd waits in suspense. "Michael Jackson,"
Everyone begins applaud loudly and you quickly get up from your seat, making your way backstage - of course, Michael totally unaware as he'd already gotten up on stage to receive his award.
As you finally reach the area backstage where you can see your amazing husband, you breathe a sigh of relief. You watch from behind the curtains as Michael and Eddie have a funny exchange of an unfortunate miscommunication, resulting in Eddie cracking a coinciding joke.
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