🎶These are my confessions...🎶 ⚖️♎, ᴹ👑ᴶ, ❌⛈️, ☯️🐦🔥, #neohee, 🎱🐤🐿️🐶🐈⬛ ~~~none of the .gifs, edits or most of the memes posted are mine - I wish I was that talented~~~ If you are looking for my age: I had a blockbuster card.
Warnings: fighting diana r*ss, I seen this prompt and had to have some fun!
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hope yall enjoy <3
“Please be nice!” Michael begged as you both got ready to leave the house and head to the club.
“I am nice, and part of my niceness is defending the people I love,” you turned back to the mirror to finish off your lipstick.
“If I see her-“
“Nooo c’mon…I forgave her it’s okay,”
“Well I didn’t”
The driver knocked on your door in the nick of time.
Michael looked at you with begging eyes trying to change your mind, but deep down he knew it was already made up.
If you seen Diana it would be more than words exchanged.
Watching him go through the heartbreak was unbearable, and the nerve of her to act innocent really set fire to you.
“Don’t worry about me okay, I can handle myself.” You kissed his cheek and took his hand before walking to the car.
The club was absolutely packed. You could feel the atmosphere wrap you up and melt away your defenses. Your friends quickly spotted you and waved you over, but not before he grabbed your waist and whispered
“Stay by my side tonight.”
“Why?” You smile knowingly
“Don’t want you getting into trouble, I was serious back at the house.”
“So was I.”
The night started out smoothly, you both danced and sang along blending together beautifully, but when you heard a certain song play that made michael tense you stopped and asked if he was okay.
“I’m okay baby-“ before he could finish his sentence you heard a female voice.
“Michael…could we talk” Diana looked at you like she was waiting for Michael to dismiss you.
He held the small of your back hoping that would plug what you were going to say.
“I dont think he wants to talk, honestly I don’t either…”You turned around and lurched forward.
The people in the section gasped and cackled as you started hitting her wherever your hands could land.
She fought back of course but that just made you more mad.
You guys ended up on the ground tussling, clearing a path across the dance floor.
It was a surprising amount of time before you guys got separated and you were dragged out to the front. You both exchanged some unsavory words, one of them from you calling her a “trifling ass bitch.” Michael followed you out and didn’t even look at his old crush on the floor.
“Why’d y’all drag me out?”
“You know we can’t have you fighting in here, I get it though.” The bouncer shrugged and nodded his head giving you back your purse which must’ve fell in the scuffle.
Michael ran his finger across your cheek which was untouched by the fight. “You didn’t have to do that…”
“I hope I didn’t upset you Mikey”
“I’m not upset, honest! I’m just flattered that you would stand up for me like that.”
You pulled him into a tight hug. “Of course I would.”
He looked down from your gaze seemingly embarrassed. “It was kinda sexy”
You laughed putting your purse back on your shoulder and fixing your hair. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah” his hands traced over your hips as you waited for the driver to pull up.
The next day you see a photo of the fight on a front page magazine. “Michael Jackson’s new girlfriend clobbering his old flame…now that’s a thriller”
“The headline is so corny” you laugh and show him the page.
“It is” he chuckles and kissed the top of your head.
“why are you, as someone in their 30s, still on tumblr” oh so you think you’re gonna be normal when you’re my age? you think you’re gonna be CURED?? you think the witches’ curse will have been lifted by then?? cmon now
Imagine being so beautiful and majestic and ethereal that the opps had to edit your photos to purposefully make you ugly that's what i call greatest of all time behaviour
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