~Michael Joseph Jackson Imagines~

8) Michael gets into a fight (1989)

You and Michael are on your way to the finest club in Hollywood. You wanted to keep your date night simple, and just go out for dinner and a movie, but Michael refused. He believes that you deserve more than just a dinner and a movie. In his eyes, you deserve the world and everything that it has to offer...

"Michael, all I wanted to do was go see a movie and have a nice dinner with my man. Thats all babe!" You giggled as you stared at Michael's jawline as he drove. "___________, you know how I feel about that. Simple is just not enough when it comes to you!" Michael said as he switched hands. He placed his left hand on the stearing wheel, and his right hand on your thigh. He took his eyes off the road for a quick second to give you a little smile. You smile back and look down at your hand. You begin to admire the beautiful 10 karot cluster ring Michael got you. It wasn't a wedding ring or anything like that, it was just a little something he brought while he was away for a while. "Michael?" You say sweetly. "Yes babe?" He replied. "Why are so good to me?" You asked and twiddled your thumbs. Michael laughed at your question. "Well, maybe I'm good to you because I'm your boyfriend, and that's what boyfriends are supposed to do." He shrugged his shoulders and poked out his bottom lip. You and Michael sit silent for a few moments until he reaches the parking lot of the club. "We're here __________!" He said, full of excitement. Michael then got out and opened the car door for you. He was excited because you have never been there before, and you finally decided that it was time for you to step outside of your comfort zone. "C'mon babydoll." Michael said as he held out his hand to recieve yours into his. "Thank you." You said as Michael led you to the clubs' entrance. He opened the door and you were floored! It was so beautiful! Golden chandeliers, beautiful marble counter tops on the bar and tables, unlimited drinks, and not to mention, Michael was a VIP member! So, that means everything you and Michael wanted, you got it.

You and Michael ordered some food and the two of you were watching the other people on the dance floor, who were clearly drunk as hell. Being the goof balls that you and Mikey are, the two of you joke and laugh at them. "Oh my! Look ____________! He almost fell!" Michael giggled. The club was full of wealthy people of all kinds. Some were buisness owners, and some were famous like Michael. You felt a tad bit out of place, and Michael was starting to pick that up because of your body language. "Relax ____________, I can tell you're a little uncomfortable right now. Calm down. Nobody in this room right now is no better than you are babydoll." He said as he rubbed your thigh under the table to reassure you that everything was okay. "I love you _________." He whispered in your ear. His warm breath against your skin turn you on in was you can even describe! You moaned back in reply "I love you too babyboy..." Michael winked at you. Then, the DJ begain to play one of Michael's songs. "Billie Jean".Michael looked surprized. "What's wrong with you?" You ask Michael through laughter. "Have you forgotten that you're a famous music artist?" The crowd begain to chant "Michael! Michael! Michael!" even the DJ was chanting for Michael to perform his routine. Michael looked at you and blushed. "I-I don't know _________..." He whispered. "Go on Michael! Just pretend your at a concert or something!" You say as you lightly pushed him towards the dance floor. He reluctantly agreed to dance for the crowd that has already made a circle for Michael to do his thing. He steped in the circle and tugged on his fedora. "Hey, DJ! Can you start that over for me please. Thank you." Michael said as he got into position. He grabbed his crotch and pulled his fedora over his face. The DJ smiled,nodded his head, and restarted the song at Michael's request.

When Michael heard the beat of the drum, it was like his shyness left completely! He danced and lipsynced the words of the song as he danced. You saw the men clapping and cheering, and the women filled with lust and booze, screaming his name. One lady even fainted! You couldn't believe your eyes. As you sat and watched Michael's mini show, the waiter, who was different from the first one who took your orders, brought out you and Michael's food. "Here you go Ma'am." He said with a smile. He looked at the dance floor and kinda freaked out. "OH MY GOODNESS! IT'S MICHAEL JACKSON! AND HE'S MOONWALKING! I HAVE GOT TO GET AN AUTOGRAPH! SEE! LOOK!" He said to you as he pointed to the dance floor at Michael. You giggled and took a bite of the sandwitch you ordered. "Yeah, I know. That's my boyfriend." You say with alittle pride as you held up your ring to show him. "Wow...that's amazing..." He gasped. "Well, nice to meet you madame, but I would like to go watch Michael dance now, and hopefully catch an autograph while I'm at it!" He screeched. "Billie Jean" was going off, but Michael was just begining..."Hey! DJ! Play me something from my last album! Any song!" "You got it Mike!" The DJ said back and played "Smooth Criminal" The Moonwalker version. "Michael's food is gonna get cold!" You giggled and lightly sung the words to the song. Just then, one of the drunken men approched you...