Imagine that you were out playing basketball with one of your close friends. At the end of the day, you won the game and high fived her.
"I'm gonna go change in the bathroom real quick! I'll meet you at the car." You said, grabbing your stuff.

"Alright girl but hurry!" She said, walking to the car.

You hung your extra clothes over your arm and continued walking to the bathrooms. You reached the door, but then a hand covered your mouth. This man out a towel over your mouth and nose to make you fall asleep. Once you did, he took the clothes that you were holding and put them in the trunk. He carried your limp body to the back seat and strapped you in a position so you were laying down. You arrived at his home, still asleep. He carried you to a room that was pretty nice. After all he had a mansion with endless rooms. He just laid you down and covered you up and left the room to wait for you to wake up. You woke up a few hours later, unharmed. You took a look at your surroundings and came to the conclusion that you were kidnapped. You barely even remembered what happened, but you knew this for sure. You picked up your extra shorts and searched the pockets for a phone. But found nothing. He took it. He man could have sworn that he heard movement on the room that you were in, so he went and checked on you. Luckily, he walked in after you were done changing. The door had no lock on it. But it did on the outside so you were locked in. You looked at the man's face. He was fucking flawless. Perfect jawline, lean body, head full of curly hair that hung down to his shoulders. He smiled at you, showing off his pearly whites. Wait, didn't this guy kidnap you? What were you doing?

"Who are you?" You asked.

"I'm Michael. Michael Jackson. And I know that you are the beautiful Y/N." He said.

"Where the hell am I?" You asked.

"That I can't tell you. Y/N, I have been watching you for a long time. I have been planning to get you for a long time." He said, putting his hands behind his back.

He looked like the most innocent man on Earth. But why did he have to kidnap you? Some first impression.

"Why did you do this?" You asked.

"I have always wanted you to be mine for the longest time. I have watched you and researched the things that you love and hate. I just want you to be mine." He said.

"You didn't have to kidnap me. All you had to do was just say hi." You said.

He shook his head.

"It's not simple like that for me at least." He said.

What the hell is that supposed to mean? You did not want to be here at all.

"I'll bring food later. But umm, I just want to say that you look perfect in those shorts." He said, smirking.

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. He walked out of the room. Later he caw back with food as he promised. It wasn't bad actually. But you really wanted to get out of here before he had the opportunity to do anything to you. You searched the window to see if it was glass or if you could open it, but you couldn't. It was unbreakable. You just sat down and ate while he watched you with these eyes filled with an emotion. Maybe it was love you didn't know. You finished and pushed the plate towards him. He took it and out if away. It was night time already and you were tired. But you were still paranoid because Michael was acting too damn nice. You knew that he was gonna do something eventually so you kept your guard up. You laid down in bed and fell asleep. But in the middle of the night, the sheet lifted up and you felt someone getting into your bed. You shifted as you felt Michael out his hand on your waist.

"Can you stop moving please?" He asked.

You shook your head no.

"Y/N you can trust me. I'm not gonna harm you at all. I just want to love you. I'm still shaking from the thought that you are actually here in my home. Because I have been dreaming about you for a long time." He said, holding your waist tighter with every word.

You just sighed and tried your best to fall asleep. But as your hand hung down to his side, you felt a pistol.