Meeting The King you can tell by my name, I am obsessed with MJ, so in the fan fic, we get to know a little bit more about him.


4. Concert Time!

It was 4 in the morning on Saturday and I was still wide awake, in about seventeen hours, I would meet the King Of Pop. I made the coffee, cleaned up my room without making too much noise, did my laundry, and I even started making breakfast for everyone. I was sooooo excited! I spent 3 hours picking out my outfit, a Michael Jackson T-Shirt, the purple sequined glove, and a black skirt with matching tights. I was going with Josh and I had a feeling he was going to get so annoyed by all the screaming. I honestly thought I was going to have a heart attack or seizure before the concert. It was in Indianapolis, and we had no idea where that was, so it'd take us a while to figure it out. I started listening to his music like I always did and then I watched his movie. I read his book twice and it was only 2. Mom and Josh were astonished by all that I'd done. We sat down and watched a football game and then I was getting really excited. "JOSH!!!! ONLY 3 MORE HOURS UNTIL I MEET MICHAEL JACKSON!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He grabbed ahold of my shoulders and said, "I know. Megan, can you take a breath for me?" He asked. I couldn't remember the last time I had breathed, probably since yesterday. Josh decided to go ahead and take me to Indianapolis now. We stopped and had a bite to eat and just got to talk. "Are you excited?" He asked. I choked on my pop when he mentioned it again. He had to slap me on my back so I could breathe again. "Does that answer your question?" I asked, coughing. "Yeah." He said. We spent another half hour talking and then he took me to the concert. I was screaming the whole way there. When I got there I wasn't the only one screaming. I stood in the front row with Josh to my right and another girl around my age to my left. The crowd kept chanting, "MICHAEL! MICHAEL! MICHAEL! MICHAEL!" And then when we heard the first few beats to "Smooth Criminal" and we all went nuts! Then Michael came so close to me.... I grabbed for his hand and he took mine. I started crying, The King had just taken my hand. After the concert was over, my throat was so sore I could hardly talk. It was time to use our backstage passes. We showed our passes to the security guard and he motioned for us to follow him. He led us to Michael, he still had on his Billie Jean outfit and a water in his hand. I stopped dead in my tracks. Michael looked at me and smiled. Josh urged for me to move forward. Michael took my hand and shook it. "Hi, I'm Michael Jackson." I couldn't speak, I just stared at perfection. "What's your name Sweetheart? " He asked. Then, I began to feel very dizzy, and then, I saw darkness. I woke up in a chair screaming, "NO! I WAS SO CLOSE TO MICHAEL JACKSON! NO! OF COURSE I HAD TO FAINT IN FRONT OF THE KING!!!" But what I didn't realize is I was sitting on Michael. "Honey, deep breath, I'm right here. Breathe. You blacked out for a minute there." He said in his sweet, gentle voice. "Oh my.... You're.... You're Mi.. Michael.... Ja.... Jackson...." I said. "Breathe Sweetheart." He said. I tried to, but they came out in gasps. "Here, drink this." he said, handing me a water, I could've sworn it was the same one he was drinking from earlier. "Your water?" I asked, shocked. "Take it. You need it. Relax." He said. "Honey, you look as white as a sheet." He said. I took a sip and my head spun. "I just drank after Michael Jackson...I just drank after Michael Jackson..." I was so in shock. He kissed my forehead and I just about fell off of him. "You're my number 1 fan aren't you?" He asked. "Yes!" "What's your name Hon? You never did tell me that." He said. "Me...Megan Irabella Riley." I said. He shook my hand and said, "Mi-" I cut him off. "Michael Joseph Jackson, also known by his initials MJ, or the King Of Pop. Born and raised in Gary, Indiana. Born on August 25th, 1958 to parents Joseph and Katherine Jackson. The 8th child of the Jackson family, was in groups with your older siblings called "The Jacksons" and "The Jackson 5"." I said. " really are my number 1  fan." He said. A tear dropped from my eyes when I saw the security guard motion to Michael, meaning it was time for them to leave. "Hey, hey." He said, wiping the tears from my eyes. He tore  a piece of paper out of his nearby notebook and wrote his number on it. "If you ever need anything, call me Megan." He said. I got off of him and he hugged me good bye. I walked away slowly with Josh and then I started bawling my eyes out. "Josh thank you! He is so perfect!" I cried.

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