{bad era} i looked around the big stadium and took a look at all the beautiful celebrities which sat around me. i couldn't believe i was here. michael next to me, placed his huge hand on mine and smiled. "you'll do great" i soothed as he gave me a sweet smile. "i hope so" he replied. i knew he wasn't nervous, as he doesn't get nervous at all, but i wanted to be there for him. i wanted him to know that i was always going to be by his side with everything. "you know your words?" i asked looking around even more. he nodded as the stadium lights dimmed. everyone was quieting down as a eddie murphy appeared on stage. i loved this guy, he was hilarious. "i have to go backstage now with all the others" he whispered, laying a kiss on my hand. "okay" i smiled, as he slowly stepped over people,trying to crouch so no one would see him. i watched him greet the other celebrities, including diana ross, quincy jones, and his best friend elizabeth taylor. i smiled to myself. eddie called out michaels name for his award, and i clapped as loud as i could. michael entered the stage, striding like he had just entered heaven. "thank you, i love you all - *giggling* erm, eddie could you lift this up please?" eddie fumbled with the microphone stand. "he-he asking me like i'm his maid or something" joked eddie, the stadium filled with laughter as michael blushed and giggled. "erm i'd like to thank quincy, my great manager, who i don't know where i'd be without him-where's quincy, quincy come up here! - we couldn't find quincy earlier." he carried on saying his speech, as i realised how stunning he looked.
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he had a adorable smile on his face, in a black and red edgy tuxedo, with his 'bad/speed demon' - like jeans, with a single tight curl that hung over his beautiful face. as he finished his speech and went off stage with eddie, tears filled my eyes. he came back over to the empty seat next to me and grinned. "oh y/n was i okay up there?" he looked at me, while seeing the tears streaming down my cheeks, wiping them away with the back of his large hand. "you were beyond perfect, michael" knowing he was a perfectionist, i told him the truth, that he was beyond perfect. "thank you baby" he soothed and laid a soft kiss on my wet cheek. i was so proud.
*sorry this one is quite long, i hope you enjoyed it*
