Michael Jackson Imagines~Volume 1 :)

~The unexpected meet~

~Hannah's Pov~

Ugh! I really think that I am going to become blind with all of these stupid flashing lights. Paparazzi is just way too much to deal with right now. As of right now, me and my father Stevie Wonder is on our way to the studio that he visits daily to either meet some of his close friends and co-workers or to spend some time out of the house. With him being blind, he really has no problem what so ever to continue his music career. That's why I look up to my father so much, and today he used this against my will. Today I was suppose to be doing a photo shoot for my modeling career which was scheduled like 2 months ago and I was really looking forward to go to it, but he practically begged me to come with him this time I guess because he wanted me to meet someone very special to him, I mean he can't be that special.

"Were here sweet cakes. Look, I know you had other things to do but i'm really glad that you came with me because who knows, this person that you are about to meet may become good friends with you since you both are the same age." My father says staring out the window on my side of the door. My age? Now i'm sorta curious.

Before we step out of the limo, the driver gets out and closes it telling us to wait where we are. I look outside the limo and watch as he starts shooing the paparazzi away from the vehicle and out of sight.

"Father...Is this person nice?" I ask him as I turn from the window.

"Well honey...I would actually prefer if you were nice to him, he's a shy fellow so be careful not to shew him away." He says with a smirk. I frown and nod looking the other way to see the driver waving at us to step out of the limo. I smile and give him the okay putting my thumb in the air and tap my father telling him it's time to get out. We both exit the vehicle and my dad starts walking into the studio. I follow him without question knowing that he knows exactly where he's going for he's been here many times before.

"Stevie? Stevie my man over here." I turn towards the shouting and recognize the voice of old Quincy Jones speed walking towards us. As he gets closer, I put on a smile showing my utmost respect towards him.

"Well hello Quincy...how are you today?" I say shaking his hands.

"Oh well if it isn't the one and only young smart and beautiful Ms.Hannah Emerald Wonder, I'm doing just fine how about you?." Quincy asked smiling.

"I'm doing great sir thanks" I say stepping on my tippie toes.

Quincy and my father start talking and walking the other way and that's when I decide that I'm going to walk around and make myself active. As i'm looking through the halls filled with pictures, I hear a sudden soft but sneaky giggle.

I turn around and see no other than the cute Michael Jackson himself. I stand still and shocked as he gets a little closer with a cheesy smile indicating that he was trying to do something funny before I turned around.

"Hi..Are you Hannah Wonder...Stevie wonders daughter?" He points at me with his eyebrows furreld and a smile plastered on his face waiting for the answer to the question he already knew.

"Yes...It's Hannah Emerald Wonder." I smile walking closer to him.

"Of course everybody knows who you are KOP but Imma call you Michael." I say to him as he looks in my eyes listening to every word I had to say.

Michael blushes and looks down at his hands then looks up at me smiling. Is he trying to say something to me...He is very shy. I gasp. This is the person my father wanted me to get to know. Well, I'm ahead of the game now.

"So Michael, you wanna walk around and talk?" I ask looking at him as he stops fiddling with his fingers and looks up at me.

"Sure..Lets go." He says taking my hand.

We start walking and talking having a good time getting to know each other several hours later, and I find out that maybe we can become the best of friends and hang out like I used to do with my old friends along time ago.

As were walking...My father calls me and tells me that it's time to go. Bummer.

"Well Michael, it was truly a blessing getting to know you...I hope we meet again sometime." I say hugging him getting ready to walk off. 

As I turn on my heel, Michael rushes over to me and grabs my arms stopping me from going anywhere. I turn back around and I'm shocked when Michael hugs me and slips something in my jacket pockets.

"By Hannah...It was nice meeting you." He says turning around and making his way into an exit door. I wave slowly watching as he leaves not turning back.

I turn back around and dig in my pockets. What I find is an old silver gum wrapper with a phone number inside. At the bottom of the number written in Michael's neat hand writing says: 

Call Me Later Love :)

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