January 27th, 1981. Encino, California.
Your POV
Hayvenhurst is so beautiful. The tall trees blowing in the wind, the sun shining down on both of our chocolate/caramel skin, and the cool breeze is sending a little shiver down my spine but I don't mind. I'd do anything to be able to spend time with the love of my life. Today's my birthday and I don't care what we do today. A shopping spree, dinner, or even going to a carnival doesn't really matter to me. As long as I'm in his presence or in his arms, that's all that counts.
My thoughts are cut off from Michael waving his hand in my face. "Baby." He smiles sweetly at me. "I've been trying to get your attention for what seems like years now." Michael giggles.
I let out a slight chuckle. "Oh, my bad. I was just thinking about stuff."
Michael crosses his arms and raises his eyebrow in curiosity. "Oh really. Like what?"
"About how beautiful it is out here. And how much I love you. And how much I love being in your presence." I lean in to passionately kiss Michael's plump lips.
"You're too sweet you know that?" Michael giggles and taps your chin with his finger.
"You are." I start to challenge Michael.
"You know what." Michael suddenly picks me up off of the bench and throws me over his shoulder.
"MICHAEL JACKSON PUT ME DOWN!" I laugh loudly.
"NOPE!" Michael then starts to run around Hayvenhurst with me on his shoulder. "I GOT THIS BEAUTIFUL GIRL ON MY SHOULDA! AND YOU CANT HAVE HER! SHES THE ONLY ONE FOR MEEEEEE!" Michael chants ever so loudly, letting the whole world know that I was his.
At this point I'm laughing uncontrollably because of how adorable Michael is, the song he came up with, and cause I'm shocked he can run around with me on his shoulder and chant his heart out at the same time. Haha ladies, he's mine.
"Okay girl. I'm tired." Michael puts me down and begins to pant.
"That's what you get for running around with me." I laugh. I reach out to grab Michael's hand so he can get up off the ground.
"Come on, let's go inside." He finally accepts my invitation and grabs my hand. We're making our way back into the cool, air conditioned house.
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"Hello Y/N! You look beautiful." Mama K smiles at me. I love this woman so much. She's like a mother of my own.
"Hey Mama K. I would hug you but I kind of smell." I let out a chuckle.
Mama K smacks her lips. "Oh nonsense dear. Give me a hug!"
I accept her invitation and give her the warmest hug.
"Uh, hello? Does Michael Jackson not exist anymore?" Michael pokes his head out looking like a turtle.
"Hush boy. I'm not about to hug you cause you smell like outside!" Mama K says and I start dying laughing.
"That's so disrespectful Ms. Jackson." Both Michael and I chuckle.
