❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤||𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠•𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒/𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹/❥

♡Disentangle♡

~SET IN THE HISTORY ERA~

You and Michael have been very close for many years now. You begun to live with the man as his, adopted sister, after your parents had died in a tragic car crash.

Together, you lived at Neverland. 

Michael had always been your rock, and you depended on him a great deal. He loved you, and you loved him - but only as siblings. Well, Michael did - or so you thought.

Over the years, you had gradually developed different feelings for your 'brother'. Of course, no one knew this - and you planned to keep it that way. The Jackson family had become a significant part of your life - and you were not going to jeopardize it.

As well as the aforementioned, Michael was married to Lisa Marie Presley, and despite the fact that you hated her - you respected their marriage. She lived at Neverland as well, and the two of you constantly argued. If only she knew how you felt for her husband.

But then again, for how long were you going to pretend?

~~~~~♡~~~~~

You laughed as you descended the large staircase with your friend, Mia. The two of you were cracking jokes, happily conversing. The afternoon sky was slightly dark, indicating the heavy rain was imminent. You and Mia had spent the day together, catching up on any lost time - but now, it was time for her to go home.

As you led her to the door, Michael's voice stopped you. He was seated in the living room, and when he noticed you - he stood up.

"Hi, Mia," he smiled, walking over to stand next to you. "Are you leaving now?"

"Yes," she nodded. "Thank you, Michael," she grinned before looking at you. "Thanks for everything, girl," she pulled you in for a warm hug. "Take care," she waved after pulling away. "And remember what we discussed,"

As she began to walk along, Michael turned his head to face you.

"Does she have a ride home?"

"She said she'd walk to the main road and then catch the bus," you explained.

"Ah," he shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants. "Well, I hope she'll be alright," he nodded before turning around to walk away.

"Wait," you pulled his arm, making his eyes widen. "Uh...I was wondering if I could go to a party this evening," you began. "Mia's brother, James, is turning twenty one,"

Michael raised an eyebrow, keeping his eyes on you.

"Well...you're old enough," he responded. "So the decision is yours,"

You bit your lip, trying your best not to blush. Michael was incredibly handsome.

No, (Y/N), this is wrong!

"Well, I'll be leaving at around eight," you nodded. "And I'll be home by midnight,"

Michael seemed to be uncomfortable with the idea, but the truth was - he adored you, and he could never deny you of anything.