Michael Jackson Imagines

Like I Would (Part 1)

*Warning!  There is some sexual content in this imagine series in specific places to match the sequence of this imagine mini-series but not too much.  But anyways love you guys and enjoy* -May May 😘

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I walk into the club with my girlfriend of 6 months Y/N.  She stands beside me wrapping one arm around mine as we walk through the crowd to the drinking part of the bar.  I don't necessarily drink,  but since Y/N insisted that we go, I decided to come with her. 

She wore a tight Royal blue dress with black heels that had a silver heel covered in jewels.  She smiled at me a little as we went to the VIP section of the club with our security beside us.

I look around the club and see that it was lit a purple and electric blue from the neon lights around the upper class club.  I smirked a little looking around the club with appreciation.  The people owning this club really know how to set a mood. 

Once we arrived at the VIP section we watched the people dance and grind on each other in a drunken fashion. I was surprised that some of the girls here hadn't fallen over from how drunk they are. 

Y/N was sitting in the chair next to me drinking a martini as she was looking around.  I,  however,  was looking at a girl that had the most banging body.  She wore a black dress that hugged her right and it made me slip into a trance,  biting my lip a little. 

I didn't notice that Y/N was looking at me trying to get my attention.  She shook me a few times and I snapped in her direction.  "What Y/N?" I said with an attitude. 

"Why are you staring at that girl over there?" she said crossing her arms and looking at me with a mad expression on her face and it only makes me smirk. 

"What do you mean Y/N?" I said and she just sighs irritated.

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Is Prince really just gonna sit there and look at other girls in front of my face?  Hell no. 

"Why the hell were you looking at that slut over there?" I said getting pissed off at him.  We were just being lovely dovey in the limousine and now we have to end up with this situation again. 

"Don't worry about it Y/N," he said looking at the girl still.  I then do the unexpected. I poured the martini I was drinking onto him making him gasp and slam his hand on the table and standing up. 

"What the hell is wrong with you Y/N?!" he shouted and I didn't want to waste my time arguing with him in front of everyone.  So I walked away from him and to the bar and to the exit. 

So many thoughts were going through my mind right now and I couldn't even clear my mind.  This has been going on for a few weeks now, and to be honest,  it's reached a point where I'm starting to question whether he still loves me or not. 

Prince was hard to understand but for some reason it made me stay.  I tried to leave,  but he only lured me into his arms again each and every time we argued or had a fight. 

I walk outside and accidentally bump into someone.

And that is when I see him....