Michael Jackson Imagines

Smile

I have always been ignorant and vulnerable without being able to see it myself. Michael had always told me that he was no good for me... But I would have never thought that I would see the day that my boyfriend would just break my heart like that.

I caught him red handed, in our bedroom. In our home. Kissing another woman, a not so great looking woman. Once I yelled and slapped him and kicked him out, I had realized that Mike was right. I was terribly stubborn and ignorant and well I guess I was vulnerable too. 

The first thing that I did was call Michael. As soon as he answered the phone I begin with, "You were right about him." he gasped and then said, "That dirty pig, he was never good enough for you. An idiot like him who cant see how amazing you are deserves to be slapped."

I continue to cry on the phone while Michael is talking, sheerly because I didn't know what else to do. I didn't know how to react to that. To neglection. Just when I had been feeling hopelessly sad Michael began to sing, "Smile, though your heart is aching... smile even though it's breaking, when there are clouds in the sky you'll get by if you smile with your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow, you'll find that life is still worthwhile, if you, just, smile."

When he had stopped singing I sat at the phone and had a grin on my face, Michael had always known what to say and what to do to make me feel as if everything was going to be okay.

"Thank you so much, Mike I really needed that," I say whipping away remaining tears that had rushed from my eyes down to my cheeks. "Anything for my Y/n." "Michael, I have to ask you something very serious." "Well go ahead and spill." I look at the phone then I bite my lip. " Why do you sit and let me date the wrong guys. He sighs. Then I hear nothing from the other end. "Y/n, let's both get real. You are stubborn as hell, I'll tell you not to take candy from a baby and you will argue me down until I give you consent. Then after you take the candy you are going to feel horrible about what you did and then you're going to ask questions like this." 

We then both laugh. Then I hear him yawn. "Mike maybe you should head to bed, it's late and plus you're going to be touring and onstage for hours." He groans and then chuckles. "Your right y/n, I should head to sleep." I smile and we exchange our goodnights. 

Micahel may have only been my best friend, but he treated me like so much more.

- AUTHORS NOTE-

Hey guys super sorry about the horrible and unexpected hiatuses and things. I am also sorry for how horrible and short the imagine is but this all because I am currently in HS and well its super hard because Christmas break is coming up. But with the break coming up I am going to make a vow to at least try to update 3 days or maybe a whole week and I am also going to try and make sure the release of my new Imagines book comes out. Thanks for the continuous support and I hope that you guys enjoy the new imagines and continue to support these ones. Thanks so much and have an amazing weekend.

-MICCAH-