❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Disguise(Bad Era) - Part Two♥

"Wait...so you're saying that...Daniel is Michael Jackson?!" Luisa exclaims for the umpteenth time as she paces up and down the living room. "And Michael Jackson is Daniel?!"

You exhale with a debilitated sense of sadness and keep your eyes on the floor as you nod, your form seated weakly on the sofa that appears to seem as dull as your emotions at present moment.

If not already mentioned, you have just returned to your shared apartment with Luisa following the very confusing, shall we say, situation that has unfolded prior to your mental predicament.

"Yes Luisa," you mutter quietly. "That's the idea,"

An exasperated breath escapes Luisa's lips as she stares at you in utter shock.

"And you're disappointed?!" she practically shrieks, bringing your attention away from the floor and up to her wide eyed expression. 

"Well yes, I am," you retort, a hint of sarcasm blatantly evident in your remark.

"Why, exactly?" she scoffs."We're talking about Michael Jackson! The man of every girl's dreams! Do you know how many girls would die to be you right now?!" 

"Well he's the man of every girl's dreams but mine!" you exclaim in utter frustration. "I would honestly rather die than be me in this situation but...dreams are free, aren't they?" 

"Oh come on!" Luisa continues to argue. "Stop being unrealistic!" 

"I'm not being unrealistic!" you argue back with a shrilly tone. "Damn it, I just wanted a normal relationship with a normal guy! And I honestly thought Daniel was the one!" you sigh sadly.

"And Michael isn't normal?" Luisa raises an eyebrow whilst folding her arms.

"I'm not saying that," you close your eyes, shaking your head slightly before opening them again. "It's just that...Michael is a player. He's a womanizer and I don't like him nor do I trust him," you shrug.

"But hasn't he been the man of your dreams for the past few months?" she continues to prod.

"He has. Key word being has," you roll your eyes. "Michael isn't Daniel. Michael can't be Daniel...he just can't be," 

"And why not?" Luisa keeps up her sarcastic intonation.

"Because..." you pause for a moment before continuing. "Daniel is loving, caring...he's unique and...knows how to treat a woman with respect. He's a great lover, and one can tell even without being intimate with him...he's just....an angel," 

"So...doesn't that describe Michael?" she smirks slightly in response.

"No," you stand up abruptly, making your way to the staircase that leads to your room. "Michael's a liar and a jerk that enjoys using women," you huff as you climb the stairs, stopping midway to utter your last few words before retreating to your room in silence. "And I will never, ever love a man like that,"

"Never say never, (Y/N),"

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

"Oh come on!" Luisa announces loudly as she pulls you roughly, persistently urging you to get up from your bed. "It's been three weeks since you last left the house! It's driving me insane!" 

As Luisa's words begin to register in your mind, you are brought back to the harsh reality that Daniel does not exist.

Daniel.

The man you'd fallen hopelessly in love with despite it only being a course of two or three months. Daniel was everything you'd wanted in a potential life partner.