Michael Jackson Imagines

You Met Him on the Phone-Part 4

Glenda: "You better stop dreaming about her 'cause this is impossible, Michael!"
Michael: "I don't see why is impossible!"
Glenda: "Ahhh, Michael.... how should I explain this to you? I told you last time remember? YOU'RE LYING HER! YOU'RE PRETENDING TO BE SOMEONE ELSE!"
Michael: "I know that."
Glenda: "I mean, how long are you gonna keep up with this story of Jack?"
Michael: "I have no idea..."
Glenda: "Do you realize you have to tell her eventually?! You can't hide forever... She'll start asking you questions! And what'ya gonna do then? What'ya gonna tell her?"
Michael: "I know, I know! You're not helping me, Glenda!"
Glenda: "Helping you? Oh, no ... I'm not helping you with this! Uh-huh. She's the daughter of my best friend! I promised her mother to keep an eye on her... to keep her away from trouble and to help her."
Michael: "Glenda, I don't wanna hurt her, don't you know that? I love her!"
Glenda: "You what??"
Michael: "You heard me."
Glenda: "If you really love her, you'll tell the truth."
Michael: "I will tell her.. I just want to be sure that she loves me back for me!"
Glenda: "Well... she doesn't really know who you are! She doesn't know you!"
Michael sighs.
Glenda: "And how could talk about love? You've met her only once!"
Michael: "But I know her heart. We've been talking a lot on the phone! I feel like we've known each other for years! Moreover, I'm a grown man, Glenda, I know what I feel and this is true love!"
Glenda: "You told me this about Diana too."
Michael: "Yes I did but it was different. I can feel it in my blood! With Diana I thought I loved her but now that I met YN, it's like a whole different world and she's nothing like that witch! Trust I'm a grown man!"
Glenda: "You are but she isn't. She's just a young girl, Michael. She doesn't know much about life and I don't want her to be hurt!"
Michael: "For the hundredth time... I'm not gonna hurt her! And she's an adult!"
Glenda: "Ahh.. I just don't know what to do with you!"
Michael: "Don't you understand? She doesn't know who the hell I am!! She knows me as Jack and she likes me for me... she doesn't have an ulterior motive! She doesn't want my money, she wants me! This is the first time someone wants me for me so PLEASE, Glenda, don't tell her anything! I'll do that myself when the time is right!"
Glenda: "Fine, Michael. But know that you're only getting yourself in TROUBLE! When she finds out the truth and dumps you, don't come cryin' to me. I have to go now bye." she hung up. 

 RING*RING*RING Michael's phone

Michael: "Yes?"
YN: "Hi, Jack, it's me, YN!"
Michael: "YN! What's up, girl?"
YN: "Not much, just wanted to hear your voice... " Michael smiled. "Well, actually I wanted to invite you to dinner.."
Michael: "Really? I'd love to! When?"
YN: "Tonight. And this time it's on me."
Michael: "On you?"
YN: "Yes, boy!"
Michael: "So where are we going?"
YN: "We're going nowhere. Dinner will be at my place. Come around 7pm. You know the address. Is 7 ok?"
Michael: "Yes! It's perfect."
YN: "Well, I have to go to class now. I'll see you later."

Your POV

You finished talking on the phone and put it back in your pocket. You can't believe you've just invited Jack at your house! You were going to be alone with him for the first time and were so excited. Moreover, it's been a long time since you've been with a man... And Jack was the man of your dreams and God, you wanted him! You were now completely sure you were in love with him and ready to get this to next level (or bed, haha).

Your classes were finally over and you scurried home to get ready for tonight. You bought roses and lots of candles to decorate the house with. It was around 5 pm when you got home, so you immediately started with the preparations.

First of all, you prepared the dinner and put it in the oven. You cleaned around the house and decorated with candles and flowers. The atmosphere was romantic. There were candles, pretty much everywhere, burning, making their own natural light the only light in the house. You switched off all the lights and left the candles only. You played low music, set the table, and finally, it was time to get yourself ready. You took a shower, shaved your legs again just in case they weren't smooth enough, put some perfume and make up on and wore a black dress that complimented your figure.