❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 • 𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟❥•

•❊The Act❊•

NOTE BEFORE YOU READ:
APOLOGIES FOR ALL ERRORS.

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✽SET IN THE HISTORY ERA✽

|1996|

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You rubbed your nine month old pregnant belly, smiling to yourself. Next to you, sat your boyfriend of two years, the one and only - Michael Jackson, otherwise known as the King of Pop. The both of you were in the living room of the small flat that you rented on your own. So far, your relationship with Michael was splendid. He was a good man, and he had a big heart. He never ceased to make you feel special. Currently, he was seperated from his wife, Lisa Marie Presley, and the divorce confirmation was still pending.

She lived at Neverland, but she stayed in a different room. She was still looking for a house to buy for herself, and being the good man that your boyfriend was, he let her stay on his property. Lisa hated you, and she blamed you for the collapse of her marriage. However, nothing was your fault - her marriage with Michael was long gone before he met you.

You were pregnant with Michael's baby, and that made Lisa even more angry because she had not had any children with her 'husband'.

Your delicate fingers traced over your large belly, and the promise ring that Michael had given you glistened in the sunlight. It was four in the afternoon, and the sun was beginning to set. Michael smiled at you, holding you close as he rubbed your belly as well.

"Our little girl is going to be gorgeous, just like you," he whispered.

"How do you know that it's going to be a girl?" you laughed a little. You and Michael were unaware of the baby's gender since the two of you wanted to find out when the baby was born.

"I just know it," he broke into a childish grin. "And then I'll have two girls in my life to spoil," he chuckled.

"It could be a boy," you giggled. "And then I'll have two boys in my life to keep track of,"

Michael broke into laughter as you did the same. He rubbed your belly gently and shook his head. "Well, whatever it is, I just want our little one to be healthy,"

"True," you nodded.

After a moment, you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen before you felt a wet sensation between your legs. Your eyes widened when you saw that your water had broken.

"Michael," you grabbed his arm, making his eyes widen when he saw your state. "We need to get to the hospital," you panicked.

The baby was coming.

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Michael had driven you to the hospital, and he seemed to be more worried than you were. He brought the vehicle to a stop before opening the door and getting out. At this point, the pain had become worse, and you were not able to walk. Michael pushed the door shut and ran into the hospital, calling for a few nurses.

A second later, three female nurses came running out, one pushing a wheelchair. You managed to open the door as the other two nurses helped you out. They guided you to the wheelchair as you groaned. The pain was intense, like nothing you had ever experienced.