Continuation of "Do You Remember The Time? PT1" if you have not read that one, i would advise you do before proceeding to read this one. Thank you.

Your P.O.V

After shutting the door and letting Michael out, you stood there, frozen, just going over in your head what the hell just happened. So basically the king of pop drove all the way over here to drop off his co-stars in the movie he's filming, 'Moonwalker' and you just gave him your number and he's going to call you. Your heart starts beating faster just thinking about it. You decided it's best to treat him like a normal person like you did, he would be happy about that. Allthe negative thoughts stars flooding your mind...What if he won't call me? What if i never see him again? What if he just said all that stuff to be polite? What if he doesn't like me because i'm not famous? Snap out of it!  You tell yourself and push all the negative thinking away. Maybe this could actually work, by seeing him for the first time made you feel things, and it's certainly not just because he's famous. You decide to give it a rest and enjoy the rest of your afternoon.

Hours later, here you are sitting on your bed reading a book, feeling impatient about how the phone hasn't rung yet. You look up at the time on your wall for the one millionth time, and it's the same as it was five seconds ago when you checked - 5:30pm. It's only been three hours, maybe he'll call soon. You continue reading your book, fighting off the urge to check the time again, no matter how little time has gone by since you last did it. To kill some time, you close your book and walk downstairs to watch some TV. As you're flicking through the channels, you see Michael's face pop up on the news with him standing next to an attractive young brunette-haired woman.

"Good evening everybody, and today we have an extra special broadcast to show you all today," expresses the news reporter. "Michael Jackson seen with a young woman this afternoon sometime after three o' clock, and according to 'the inside scoop' apparently going out. Sources are not completely sure, but it seems that way."

You fight off the verge of tears and turn off the TV. Get a grip on yourself, (Y/N), you tell yourself. It's obvious your just a girl to him, it was never going to happen anyway, just shut up. You wipe your tears with your pajama sleeve and cuddle up to a pillow, only to shed more tears, thinking that maybe things will be better tomorrow. You check the time and it reads 5:44pm. You roll your eyes at how slow the time is going by and decide to go outside for some fresh air.

The evening sky looks amazing; purple and pink soaring over the horizon, looking beautiful as always out here. You stare at the empty swings, lightly swaying to the breeze, complete and total silence fills the air, and the only thing you can hear is mosquito's chirping. Suddenly, you suspect a ringing noise coming from inside the house, repeatedly. You face palm yourself remembering that it's the telephone...The telephone!

You run inside to grab it before it stops ringing, a little too fast and answer sounding rushed, "Hello?!?"

"Hi," you hear an angelic voice on the other end; Michael.

You panic. You don't know what to say. Even though you've seen him in person, for some reason you're even more nervous now.

"H-Hey. How are you?" you answer gently.

"I'm pretty good. I missed you, what about you?"

He missed me?  You blush. "Uh, i'm good t-too."

"I'm glad to hear. Hey, uh, do you maybe wanna hang sometime? You know, while i'm still here?"

That does it. Your heart stopped. You begin sweating and stuttering, and you just manage to choke out, "That'll be wonderful."

"Great. How about tomorrow at 12pm? We can meet at my hotel if you'd like."

"Yes, i-that'll be...wonderful." you can't believe how dumb you sound right now.

He chuckles and says, "Okay, great. I'm staying at the Four Seasons Hotel here in Denver at apartment 23 on the top level. I look forward to seeing you there."

You don't know if it's just you, but you suspect a hint of shyness in his voice. Is he as excited to see me as i am to see him?

"Thank you, Michael. Really."

"Thank you." You begin blushing, thanking your lucky stars he can't see you.

"Oh and one more thing before i have to go," he says. "Don't believe the tabloids. Any stupid thing written about me is crazy, really."

"I never believed any of it for a second, Michael," you say truthfully.

There was a pause for a moment until, "I'm happy about that." You hear talking on the other end and are curious to know what's going on, until he says, "Hey, i'm really sorry i have to cut this short. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye," you say.

"Bye." Then you hung up. You instantly grew a huge smile on your face then jumped up and down screaming, "YES, YES, YES, YES!" and began laughing from the happiness.

~

Michael's P.O.V

"Bye," she says.

After i hang up the phone,  my hands are recovering from shaking so much. But at the same time, i'm ecstatic that she said yes to me. I don't know what gave me the courage to ask her, but i strongly believe that it could have been fate because she just seems so...perfect.

"Ooh, someone's got a date," Sheryl (Crow) says to me.

"Be quiet," i roll my eyes playfully.

"Mmm, admit it Mikey boy, you looooveee this girl. Whoever she is."

"Her name is (Y/N) and i happen to think she is..."

"Beautiful?"

I'm silent for a minute and she begins smiling from ear to ear.

"Well of course she is," i say as i'm signing a pillow, getting ready to throw down for all the fans. I open the balcony doors and below stand a handful of fans chanting, "We want Michael!" and i happily throw down the pillow and watch them all fight for it, then close the doors.

"I love them so much," i say to no one in particular. And i'm also ready for this date, whatever you call it, tomorrow.

~The Next Day

As i'm waking up out of bed, i remember that i have a date in...i check the time and it reads, 11:00am. What? 11pm? Already? Damn, i only have an hour to get ready! I jump out of bed and tidy up the hotel room as best as i can, making sure she won't think i'm a slob. I then fix my hair, although all i do is pretty much leave it down, change into a blue button down with a red jacket over it, and my usual slacks and loafers, then check the time again and this time it reads, 11:59am.

I rest myself on the couch, thankful that i made it this far. I'm also lucky that my crew understands the need of my day off. So, i'm here alone...A few minutes pass, then the doorbell rings...But not for long. I compose myself and get up to answer it, only to be welcomed by the most beautiful girl iv'e ever seen.

~One Hour Ago

Your P.O.V

You're making your breakfast, glad that you woke up early to have enough time to get ready, although you're not too sure that Michael will approve of your outfit, so today you tried your hardest to pick out something modest, sexy, but not slutty. You waked into your closet and picked out a lace white v-neck t-shirt with loose shoulder sleeves, a short black pencil skirt and decided to keep it simple with black flats. You let your hair hang loose with your natural waves, grabbed a clutch and applied some lip gloss, then walked out of the door. Here we go, this is it.

As you were driving over to where you remembered was Michael's house, You tried your hardest to fight the feeling of throwing up out of nervousness. You relaxed and tried breathing techniques, trying to convince yourself that he's just a normal guy on this earth that wants to spend some time with a normal girl on this earth. You took a left and before you knew it, you were there.

You walked up to the front door, rung the doorbell and as the door opened, there he stood, looking absolutely mesmerizing as always.

"Hey," he greets you and goes in for a hug. You hug him back and think, damn, these hugs will be the death of me.

"Hi," you say as you both pull away at the same time.

"Come in," he motions you inside and you gladly walk in, looking around at his apartment. It's absolutely stunning filled with beautiful furnishings and paintings, sunflowers everywhere which you love. If this was just his hotel room, imagine what his actual home looks like.

"This is beautiful," you say looking around.

"Thank you. It's temporary but it's good for now."

"Especially the sunflowers, they're my favorite," you say.

"Really? Mine too." This is just getting better and better, more things you both have in common.

"Here, take a seat," he says patting the seat next to him on the sofa.

"Wine?" he offers.

You want to be polite as possible, so you say, "Yes, please."

He pours red wine for you and himself, and you take a swig at it, liking what you taste.

After what seems to be forever of just talking and laughing at each others stories, you begin to have this feeling of what could be love for him, even just after a day. You can't help it, it's the way he walks, talks, his cute laugh, the way his eyes sparkle when he looks at you, and how he is the best listener in the world and the way he stares at you when you're talking.

"I can't believe it," you say laughing.

"It's true," he says, laughing with you.

"You use to take your mom's jewellery and give it to your teacher?"

"Well, yeah actually, i did," he giggles now.

"Why don't you tell me something about yourself, now?" he suggests.

"Michael, i told you some things about me before."

"No i mean, your story. Who (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is."

"Not much to tell, i own a babysitting business as you already know. I love children, animals, foooodddd," you admit, rubbing your forehead. Did i just tell him that? How unclassy of me, i think i had too much red wine.

He chuckles and much to your surprise says, "Me too."

"I'm sorry, i just-i think i need to stop drinking so much," you say.

"No it's okay, me too." He puts the glass down on the table and just looks at you.

"What?" you say smiling, feeling shy.

"Nothing it's just...I've known you for only a day now, and you're actually a really fun person to talk to. Truth?"

"Shoot."

"Iv'e never really been this close to another person before like this. And it makes me feel...Loved."

"Me too," you say gently. "And you're a really good listener, too. I-i like that in a man." You move a little closer. He doesn't say anything, instead he just smiles and leans in closer to you as well. Before you know it, you're so close to him that you can smell his natural aroma, and it's the best scent in the world that beats out anything artificial. Soon, you're sealed in a lip lock, and his lips feel and taste like heaven. They're so soft and tasty. Now, you felt your heart really stop.

END OF FLASHBACK

Present Day

"So that's how you became a couple from that moment on?" Alison asks.

"Yup, and it was one of the best days of my life," you say, looking over at Michael and he returns the smile.

"Yes, i knew i loved your mother from the first moment i saw her and that we will be forever."

"Aww," Alison says.

Prince just sits there looking around, not knowing whats happening and starts smiling.

"Aww, look," Michael says motioning to Prince's happy face. You and Michael kiss his little cheek and he starts giggling.

Alison then says, "Mommy, Daddy, i love you. Thanks for telling me the story."

"We love you too babygirl, and you're welcome," Michael says.

She then skitters off upstairs and you look at Michael so lovingly and begin caressing his cheek.

"Michael, i'm so thankful i found you. I love you so much," you say and kiss his lips passionately, Prince sitting in the middle of it.

Michael returns the kiss and then says, "I love you more. Thank you for everything (Y/N). Your love, your compassion, your intelligence, for giving us this little boy right here. I love the totality of who you are, just thank you."

"Aw, Michael that's so sweet. Do you also remember when we, uh, you know..."

Michael blushes and then says, "Boy, do i."

You then both get lost in your memory about the time you and him made love for the first time, swooning over the thought of it.

♡

The end of this imagine. Thank you so much for reading!

As you may have noticed, I got rid of most of my old imagines and fixing and republishing some new ones :) Hope you enjoy! (This one was an oldie, but a goldie ✨❤️)