Michael Jackson Imagines

42. Lexi

Lexi's POV

"Michael where are you taking me?" I asked watching him pack bags for the both of us.

"Oh to the place where magic happens..." he trailed off as he zipped the suitcases.

I gave him a look. "We are already in the bedroom."

He chuckled loudly. "Nooo, the other place where magic happens."

"Umm, where might that be?" I asked.

He mumbled something but I couldn't hear him. "Speak up babe."

"Disneyland," he whispered. Is it me or did he say Disneyland?

"Did you just say-"

"DISNEYLAND!" He shouted excitedly. I squealed running to hug him. He knows that I love Disneyland.

"What are we waiting for?!" I said smiling from ear to ear, pulling him out the door.

A couple hours later

"Where to next, my lady?" Michael said in a British accent.

"Magic kingdom, of course," I returned the accent and he laughed.

"That was horrible!" He said dying from laughter.

"Oh like yours was better," I playfully punched his arm.

He sighed. "I love you."

"I love you too Michael."

@wishabugg