Michael Jackson X Reader

Let Me Go

Your POV

It was another day in December. You came home from work and Becky had went with Tobey. You and Michael were sitting on the couch, talking. You were both laughing and giggling. Suddenly Michael's face became serious. "(F/n), there is something I need to tell you." "Go for it." "You know I love you, right?" You frowned because you were confused. "Yes." "(F/n), my brothers and I are going on tour." "Oh. When?" "Next month." "How long will the tour last?" "About a year." You felt some tears fall down your face. "A whole year?" You asked barely above a whisper. "Yeah." "You know what? It's fine. Maybe we weren't even meant to be together." "What do you mean?" "We shouldn't see each other. This relationship is over. A year away from each other is too long. Your Job has you traveling. My job is right here in LA." "You can come with me." "How? My mother would never let me travel the world with a male." "I mean you never know until you ask. Come on let's go ask her." You grabbed Michael's hand and walked to where your mom was. "Mom, Michael is going on tour next month with his brothers." Mom smiled at Michael. "Oh congratulations. I'm so proud of you." "Thank you." "Mom I was wondering if I could have your permission to go with him?" The smile left your mom's face. "Are you serious right now?" "Yes." "I'm not going to let you travel with a male." "Why?" "You're too young." "But I'm 18 and I'll be 19 before we leave." "Yes and that's to young." "How am I supposed to go an entire year without seeing Michael?" "Do you really think I would let you go with him for a whole year? Well I'm not. Besides there is this amazing technology called a telephone, that you can use to talk to people. " "Mom, don't you know what it's like to be in love?" "I do." "Would you have like it if someone told you that you couldn't go where Leroy was going?" The tears fell down your Mom's face. "First of all, that's a horrible example because it would have been the right thing to tell me to avoid him!" "And what about dad? How old were you when you married him?" "18." "Exactly. That's why your 36 now." Michael put himself in the conversation. "Why don't we all just calm down?" You ignored him. "Mom." "Shut up! I said no! That's final! I don't want to hear another word about touring!" Your mom went into her room and slammed the door. Michael looked at you. "You took it to far." "She's not being fair. I just need some fresh air." You grabbed your Jacket and went outside. You started walking. You sat down on a park bench. "Hey wait for me." You looked up and there was Michael. He sat right next to you. Tears rolled down your face. "Why did I say that?" "What?" "Why did I bring up Leroy? I know she's sensitive about that topic." Michael wrapped his arm around you. "You were just upset. We have to go a whole year without seeing each other." "That's no excuse. She just wants what's best for me." You cried into his chest. "Hey (f/n), look at the stars. If you ever feel lonely, just look at the stars. I'll be looking at the same stars." "Michael your exactly what I need in my life." "And your exactly what I need. That means that we can't give up." "What are you talking about?"  "We should ask your mom, again, if you can come with me on tour." "You heard her. She said not to mention it again. What if she hits me, or burn me, or push me down the stairs" "That's not going to happen." "How do you know that? I've never seen her this angry." "Has she ever done that before? She's not abusive like the people who kidnapped you. Now come on." Michael got up and grabbed your hand. You took his hand and walked with Michael all the way back to your house. You went inside. "Mom?!" You looked around. She came out of her room. "Mom. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought up Leroy." Your mom put her hand on your cheek. "It's alright." "Promise you won't hit me, or push me down the stairs, or burn me." "I would never do that to you. Why would you think I would do that to you?" "You were so angry before I left. Mom, please let me go with Michael." "Mrs. Davis, I promise I'll look after her, and I'll take care of her, and I won't let anything happen to her." "I know Michael." "Then why can't I go with him." "I don't want you to get pregnant because he'll hate you and he'll leave." Tears fell down your mom's face. "Mom I won't get pregnant. I promise." "Besides I could never leave her." Michael wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. "Well, who is going to help me with the Triplets?" "Becky, and Tobey and all of your staff can help you." "I don't know (f/n)." "What if I would have went to college? I would have been on my own." "You're not going to give up are you?" "No mom." "Love is beautiful isn't?" "Yes." "Alright you can go." "Thanks mom." You kissed your mother's cheek. You hugged Michael. "You can go!" "There is one problem." "What's that?" "How am I going to persuade my boss to let me get a whole year off." "Leave it to me." The next day when  you went to work, Michael went with you. You went to see your boss. "Hello." "Omg. Michael Jackson! What are you doing here?" "I came to ask if you would let (f/n) travel with me for the whole next year." "Of course. Anything you say Mr. Jackson, on one condition." "What's that?" "Whenever you perform here in LA, you have to give me a ticket to your show." "You got it." Michael and my boss shook hands. You left out of your boss's office. "I can't believe it! I'm going with you!" You kissed Michael. "I'll see you at home." "Bye Michael." You happily worked.
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