I had been watching Michael's concert from backstage for the past half-hour. His talent never failed to amaze me as he became a whole different person on stage. I quickly got off my seat as he was finishing up his last song before the intervention.

I grabbed a water bottle and a towel that were next to me and prepared myself to greet Michael. I smiled as he ran in, hair all over the place and sweaty. Yet to me he was still charming. The sound of his screaming fans never died down.

"Here you go," I said handing him the water bottle. "Tired?"

Michael didn't answer but just downed the entire water bottle. I giggled at his actions. "I sure am."

"Well let's just relax for a few minutes," I suggested sitting down in the couch. I patted the space next to me. Michael took his space next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. I got comfortable and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Y/N..."

"Hmm?"

"Have I ever told you how happy I am to have you here with me?" Michael whispered. I looked at him. His gaze was focused on the floor but he had a smile on his face.

"Yes, and I'm so glad to be able to be with you," I said brushing his hair back with my hand.

"If it you weren't here I would probably feel so lonely," He turned to me and I stared into his warm brown eyes.

"I would follow you anywhere, Michael."

He leaned in and I closed my eyes as he sealed the remaining space with a kiss. We both pulled back after a few seconds. The kiss was short and sweet yet pleasant. We spent the remaining minutes talking and enjoying our company before Michael had to leave again. 

"Michael, time to go out again!"

We both stood up and Michael got ready to go back out there. He pulled me into a hug and gave me a quick peck. "See you after the show, baby."

"I'll be waiting!"

With that Michael went to continue the rest of the continue the rest of the concert.

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It is kind of short but its the first imagine. Next one will be better! If someone find this book, you are welcome to suggest ideas.