BEFORE YOU READ:
Please note that this imagine has already been published in the first Moonwalk book - and I decided to write it again because I wasn't very correct about my dates. This one might not even be correct to, but I just wanted to put it out there. Also, play the song for full effect. I hope my timing is right - if not, feel free to tell me how much of a bad writer I am.
Enjoy!
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~1988~
You stood before Michael, a nervous smile painted on your face as you looked at him. The church was full, but you felt like the two of you were the only ones there. The priest stood in front of the two of you - reading out a passage from the Bible.
Tears filled your eyes as Michael smiled reassuringly at you. Everyone looked on with happy smiles as you realized that it was your turn to recite your vows.
Inhaling deeply, you smiled lovingly ar your husband to be.
"Several days ago, I began to panic when I realized that I hadn't prepared my vows yet," you laughed a little, making the members of the congregation do the same. "And...as weird as it may sound - I was glad that I hadn't prepared anything," you shook your head slightly. "Because, my love for you, Michael Jackson, grows stronger with each day that passes, and reciting vows that I had written down days ago, would not do proper justice to the way that I feel about you," you continued to stare into Michael's eyes. "The truth is, you've taught me to love, and you've sparkesd a light inside of me that I hope will never burn out," you broke into a shy smile. "With those words, I profess my love for you, and I promise to cherish you for the rest of my life," you blinked back the tears. "Until death do us part,"
At that point, tears were running down Michael's cheeks - in fact, everyone was in tears. With a small smile, he took your hands in his.
"(Y/N)," he inhaled deeply. "For most of my life, misery had been a friend of mine," he chuckled a little. "There were points when I had given up on ever finding true love. Everywhere I went, people would gather, yet - I felt so alone. My world was in complete darkness, until you came along," he smiled. "From the very first day I met you, I had known that you would become someone very special to me," he shook his head. "I've never loved anyone the way that I love you," he rubbed the back of your hands. "And I promise to always be by your side, no matter what. I will never leave you to deal with life's challenges on your own. Until my last breath, I swear to love you endlessly," he bit his lip as the congregation broke into loud applause.
The priest recited several more passages before sealing your bond as husband and wife.
"You may now kiss the bride," he laughed before Michael pulled you close to him, kissing you passionately.
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"And the lovely bride is here!" the hotel manager exclaimed as you and Michael walked into the lobby, hand in hand. It was the day after your wedding, and now you and Michael were prepared to live your honeymoon dream. You smiled shyly as the hotel manager walked up to you, giving you a hug.
"She's precious," he remarked, giving Michael a look. "You're a lucky man,"
Michael chuckled and moved his hand to sit around your waist.
"That, I am," Michael grinned before the manager beckoned for the two of you to follow him.
You all walked to the elevator, getting in quietly. Your heart was pounding in your chest. Michael had awoken all sorts of emotions within your true self. You loved him more than anything. The elevator had begun to move, and in the blink of an eye - the two of you were at the penthouse suite.
"Have fun," the manager laughed before the elevator doors closed, leaving you and Michael on your own. He took your hand and led you to the entrance. You gasped when you entered the suite - it was beautiful.
Michael had shut the door behind you, and you noticed that your luggage was already in the bedroom.
You turned around and instantly, you were met with Michael's lips against yours. A moment passed before he pulled away to look into your eyes, as if asking for permission.
You bit your lip, blushing. Michael would take you into deeper waters.
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~1990~
You giggled as you sat under the tree, watching Michael play around with his nieces and nephews. Mac was also amongst the children, having fun. Everyone was playing on the Neverland grounds, even Janet. You smiled widely when you saw how much fun they were having.
Janet threw a water balloon at Michael, drenching him in water. She burst into laughter, and so did you as you rubbed your five month old pregnant belly.
"Gotcha!" Janet squealed.
Michael broke into a playful smirk. He raised an eyebrow before grabbing a water balloon from his bucket, chasing Janet.
"Help me!" she cried before breaking into a run. Just as Michael approached you, he quickly bent over to kiss you before continuing his chase after Janet.
You were happy. Everything was perfect.
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~1993~
"Thank you," you smiled sadly at Janet as she took your two year old daughter, Bella, into her arms. Michael was in the bedroom, and he hadn't eaten for three days. The false allegations made against him for molestation had taken its toll on your entire family.
Since the police were to conduct a raid at Neverland, you had decided to ask Janet to look after Bella for a little while. That way, she wouldn't have to witness anything drastic.
You waved at Janet before shutting the door, making your way up the large staircase. You walked into the bedroom that you shared with your husband, only to see him sitting at the edge - sobbing.
You made your way over to him after shutting the door behind you. You sat down beside him and rubbed his back.
"I would never do such a thing," he whispered, turning to look at you as you nodded.
"I know, honey," you bit your lip as you embraced him. "I know,"
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~1995~
You sat inside the studio, watching as Michael sang in the recording area. He had a smile on his face, and he looked adorable with his new hair cut. He performed a small series of dance moves before the music came to an end.
Michael took off his headphones, and laid them on the chair before walking out to meet you. As soon as he approached you, he grabbed you by the waist and embraced you. You smiled as he kissed your forehead.
"How are you?" he whispered lovingly.
"I'm okay, I'm really happy to see you during your recording sessions," you wiggled your eyebrows. "You look sexy,"
Michael raised an eyebrow, an amused smile on his face.
"You know," he leaned over and whispered. "We should give Bella a sibling," he pulled away and winked, making you blush.
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~1997~
As Bella played with her year old sister, Violet - you smiled, keeping an eye on them. Michael was next to you, and you were all seated underneath his giving tree.
Michael rubbed your arms as you laid in his arms. Everything felt perfect. You had your family, and nothing was ever going to take that away from you.
Suddenly, you felt a wave of nausea run through your system. You blinked rapidly before sitting up. Michael noticed this and sat up as well, a look of concern painted on his face.
You began to feel as if you couldn't breathe.
"(Y/N)?" Michael reached over, rubbing your back. "Honey, are you okay?"
"N-No," you mumbled before collapsing.
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You opened your eyes, and realized that you were in a hospital room. Your chest was in a lot of pain, and Michael was seated at your bed side. When you turned your head, you saw that he was looking at you.
"Oh God," he whispered, bringing his hands to run his fingers through your hair. "I was so worried about you?"
"Where are the kids?" you questioned weakly.
"With Janet," he sighed. "I didn't want Bella to see you like this,"
You nodded before the room door opened, revealing a male doctor. He held a large brown envelope in his hands, and he wore a solemn expression on his face. He walked in and shut the door behind him before turning to face you and your husband.
"I have your blood test results here," the doctor shook his head. "And I'm afraid that it's bad news,"
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~2009~
As you laid weakly on your death bed, Michael held your left hand tightly. You were drifting off, and you knew that you wouldn't be able to hold on for very much longer.
Tears ran down Michael's face as he kissed your hand, watching you.
"Please don't leave me," he whispered. "Please,"
"I'll never leave," you smiled as much as you could. "I'll always be here," you lifted your hand gently, pointing to the left side of his chest. "Remember..." you took your last breath. "Our love was... simply incredible,"
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Isha♡
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