Imagine This.

He's Your Dad's Friend! Eleven

Michael

I walk through the halls of my old high school and playback the times as I make my way to the attendance office. I open the glass door and am greeted by a brunette with bright green eyes. She smiles and asks the famous question in regular offices 'what can I do for you'

I smile "I'm here to pick up Y/N Thomas" She grabs a blue slip and signs her signature on it. "What's your name?" I bite my lip "Michael Jackson" "can I see your I.D.?" I pull it out of my pant pocket and hand it over to her. I chuckle as she takes a close look and I grow embarrassed. "Not exactly my favorite picture" She smiles "you look great" she giggles and I step back and look around the office.

"Yup, you're in the system. You can go get her in room T128" I smile and thank the woman and walk out of the office. I'm in Y/N's file just in case there's an emergency so I knew they would let me in. I open the classroom door quietly and peek my head in.

"Psst" I look over at Y/N and whisper to her but she's busy giggling with that boy. I'm not going to get angry, it could be something very innocent. "Y/N this man is calling you, it looks like you have to go" She looks up and she frowns and grabs her bag, walking very slowly to the door. "Bye!" I giggle and shut the door while she scoffs. "Creepy much?"

What? "What did I do?" I chuckle and she stops in the middle of the hallway and looks at me. "Well hello! You pulled me out of--" I kiss her passionately and she pushes me away and looks both ways. "What if someone saw that?!" I shrug and wrap my arm around her. "I'm taking you out, how about seafood?" She smirks and snakes away from me. "Now your talking" she skips out of the building and I follow her to my car.

"So, why did you pull me out?" I run my chin and strap my seatbelt. "Well, I have a couple of questions.." She rolls her eyes and crosses her legs, turning up the music "shoot"

"Well, who was taking my girl to school?" She chuckles and shakes her head. "I'm my own person. And I've never recalled us knowing each other enough for me to be yours. And you've never asked me"

I purse my lips and smirk. "I know that your weakness is cologne and shrimp. I know your favorite colors and that you love to dance but feel uncomfortable half naked and hate being the center of attention. I know that you enjoy telling people off and--" "I get it" I smirk and kiss her cheek.

"So...will you be my girl?" "How are you not worried about the law?" I chuckle "well I'm pretty sure who I want to spend my life with.. You" She rolls her eyes "so cheesy I hate that" she giggles. "Well now I know you that you cringe when I'm cheesy" she chuckles and straps herself into the seat.

"I'll have to think about it Mr.Jackson"

"Give me a kiss" I whisper. I inch closer to her and she swallows deeply and I bite my lip as I caress her arm. "Give me a kiss" she smashed her lips against mine and I moan as it gets intense. "I still am going to think about it"