☆Dangerous Era☆
A sigh escaped your lips as you looked at your reflection in the full length mirror before you. Your eyes were sad, and no matter how hard you tried to smile - you just looked tired. Currently, you were getting ready to go and meet your fiancé, Adam Davidson.
Your mother was waiting for you downstairs, in the living room. In all truth, you didn't want to go to this particular meeting. Despite the fact that you were about to be married to Adam, you didn't love the man. His father, Roger, and your mother had decided to create an alliance between you and Adam.
Your mother had begged you to agree to the marriage, mainly because Roger's family was extremely wealthy.
You were only eighteen, and you wanted to live your life - but at the same time, you couldn't bear to see your mother upset.
It was a difficult situation.
As you ran your hands over your blue dress, you heard the room door open. You looked up to see your mother, standing at the doorway.
"You look beautiful," she remarked, making you smile a little.
"Thanks, mom," you laughed before walking over to the bed to grab your purse.
"Adam won't be able to keep his eyes off of you," your mother smiled as you walked up to her, shutting your room door behind you.
"Well let's hope that he keeps his hands off of me," you raised your eyebrows before leading the way down the staircase. "Now let's go and get this meeting over with, shall we?"
~•♡•~
Upon walking into the restaurant, you gained the attention of everyone in the room - mainly because of how beautiful you looked. You were a sight to behold.
With a shy smile, you approached the lady at the counter.
"Hi, we have a reservation," you spoke. "Under the name, Davidson,"
"Very well," the lady nodded as she led the way. "Mr. Adam, and Roger, are already seated," she added before the table came into sight.
The lady informed you that she'd be back to take your orders once you were all ready, then, she disappeared.
Roger shook your hand before greeting your mother, and Adam kissed your cheek. You faked a smile as you all sat down. You were far from happy.
"My dear," Roger cleared his throat, looking at you. "I must admit that you are simply stunning!" he laughed. "Adam, here, is a very lucky man,"
"That, I am," Adam grinned, making you laugh slightly.
"Now," Roger added. "Let's decide what to eat!"
~•♡•~
Several hours passed, and the conversation was practically boring you to death. Adam wasn't a very smart man, so most of what he said really didn't make sense. With each minute that passed, you began to feel more uneasy.
Your mother, however, was conversing fluently with Roger. She would constantly fake smiles, making you roll your eyes every now and then.
With a sigh, you stood up - making Adam and Roger stand up as well.
"Excuse me," you cleared your throat. "I just need some...fresh air," you looked at your mother before turning around, making your way out of the restaurant.
Your heels could be heard clicking against the wooden floor as you walked out to the balcony - inhaling the fresh air deeply as if it were a drug.
You leaned against the wooden banister, exhaling deeply. The night was fairly dark, and a little cold. You looked up at the sky, admiring the stars.
After a moment, you heard someone clear their throat. You turned around, and your eyes widened when you saw whom it was. Standing before you, was Michael Jackson. You had always admired the man, but you never thought that you'd ever get the opportunity to see him up close.
"Hi," he smiled a little, making his way over to stand next to you. His eyes lingered on you briefly before he looked up at the night sky. "The evening is beautiful, isn't it?"
"It is," you nodded, looking up as well. "I've always loved the evening sky," you looked back at Michael. He did the same, bringing his gaze to meet yours.
"Forgive me," he held his hand out. "I'm Michael,"
You laughed and took his hand, shaking it.
"I know," you smiled as he released your hand. "I love your music," you shrugged. "I'm (Y/N),"
"(Y/N)," he repeated it. "It's a beautiful name," he broke into a small grin. "It suits you,"
"Thanks," you sighed. You turned around and leaned over the banister again, looking at the small pond below. You could see your reflection on the surface of the water, and the sight earned a small chuckle from you.
"What's bothering you?" Michael suddenly questioned, making you frown slightly as you turned your head to look at him.
"How do you know that something's bothering me?"
"I'm an adult, not an idiot," he raised an eyebrow. "I can tell when someone's upset,"
You stared at him for a long moment before looking away, letting out another breath.
"It's everything," you blinked back the tears that threatened to harm your composure. "It's my entire life, and all the people in it,"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm to be married soon," you shook your head. "To a man that I don't love,"
"Oh," Michael grimaced a little. "I can't imagine what that must feel like,"
"It feels like hell, trust me. Everyday I have to pretend that I love Adam, when in reality, I don't,"
"Adam?" Michael chuckled a little, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants.
"Yep," you raised your eyebrows. "That's his name," you looked down at your fingers, staring at the large engagement ring that sat on the fourth finger of your left hand.
Silence introduced itself for several minutes before Michael took your hand, making you look at him with a frown.
"Come with me," he looked into your eyes. "I know a place that you'd like,"
"What?" you widened your eyes. "But I barely know you, and inside..." you trailed off. "I can't,"
"You can," he shook his head. "Besides, you'd only known me for a minute before you told me about your situation," he smiled a little. "I can assure you that I would never harm you,"
You stared at Michael, contemplating. On one hand, you knew that you would feel guilty for leaving your mother on her own with Roger and Adam, but on the other - you wanted to go with Michael. There was something about him that appealed to you.
Biting your lip, you broke into a small grin.
"Let's go,"
~•♡•~
After Michael's proposition, the both of you had managed to sneak past your mother, Roger, and Adam - making your way out to the private parking lot. Michael had led you to a large black limousine, where the both of you had gotten into.
You were surprised, especially since you had never been inside a limousine before. Michael made a joke, saying that there was a first for everything.
About half an hour had passed before the limousine pulled to a stop. With Michael's help, you had managed to get out of the limousine - and when you did, you gasped.
You were at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the entire city - that was alive with lights. Michael's driver was inside the car, and had agreed to wait for as long as Michael intended to keep you there.
The sight was amazing, it was like nothing else you'd seen. The moment felt magical.
"It's...beautiful," you laughed, shaking your head. "This is so cool!" you exclaimed.
"I love this place, especially at night," Michael smiled. "The lights are stunning," he looked at you. "Just like you," he winked, making you blush slightly.
"Oh my goodness!" you took off your heels and walked to the very edge - tossing them down. Michael laughed when he saw you do this. "I never liked them," you breathed, feeling as if a weight had been lifted off of your chest.
"This place reminds me that God is still in control, and even when something seems bigger than us, He would never leave us to battle life's challenges alone," he sighed. "This is one of the places that I hold dear to me,"
You stared at Michael, your eyes tearing up. His words held so much truth, it gave you newfound hope. As you stared at him, he looked out at the view - only to realize that your eyes had been glued to his face.
"What?" he turned to look at you with a wide smile.
"Can I do something?"
"Sure," he frowned a little. You stepped forward and kissed him, wrapping your small arms around his neck. His hands instinctively moved to sit on your waist, making you smirk a little as you pulled away.
You looked up into his eyes, and noticed how deep they were. He was blushing, and so were you.
"I just had to do that," you whispered. "You know...living in the moment," you giggled - making Michael do the same.
"Can I do something?" he raised an eyebrow. You nodded as he pulled you closer, kissing you. Your heart was racing, and you felt alive.
You never wanted the moment to end.
~•♡•~
Several hours later, Michael had dropped you off at your house - promising that he would come and see you the next day. The two of you had exchanged phone numbers, and you felt like the luckiest girl alive.
As you walked through the front doors, you were instantly met with your mother - and she did not look happy. Your eyes widened, and you bit your lip as she set her hands on her hips.
You walked up to her with a solemn expression.
"Mom, I-"
You were cut off as she slapped you across the face, making you gasp a little. You brought your hand up to touch the cheek that she had slapped.
"Where the hell were you?!" she snapped. "Out roaming the town with Michael Jackson?!"
"Mom," you blinked back the tears. "Please, listen to me,"
"It is a fine match with Adam, why are you trying to ruin it?!"
"Because I don't love him!"
"And you love Michael?!" she scoffed.
"I don't know! Maybe!" you shook your head. "Mom," you sniffled. "Whatever I might feel for Michael, it's more than anything I've ever tried to feel with Adam," you sighed as you took off your engagement ring, handing it to your mother. She took it from you and studied your face for a long moment.
"I'm sorry for slapping you," she looked away. "I was just...worried about you, and the lady at the restaurant had told me that you'd left with Michael...." she trailed off. "I just couldn't believe it,"
"I'm sorry," you grimaced a little. "I should never have left like that....it just...it felt right,"
"With Michael?" she raised an eyebrow, making you blush slightly.
"Yeah," you nodded.
A moment of silence passed before your mother smiled a little.
"Well...if it makes you happy," she closed her eyes before opening them again. "Then we'll call off the engagement with Adam," she sighed. "And you can see this...Michael," she waved nonchalantly.
You broke into a wide smile, throwing your arms around her.
"Mom!" you laughed. "You're the best!"
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