michael clifford imagines

Driver's Ed

Not edited so sorry for the mistakes

"LOOK TO YOUR LEFT!" "BRAKES, BRAKES." "OH MY GOD!" Along a few more profanities left Michael's mouth as I drove us downtown. I had still yet to learn how to drive, so he took it upon himself to teach me. I still feel like he did it just so he didn't have to always drive me around whenever I had to go somewhere, even though he denied it a couple of times.

"DAMMIT Y/N LOOK SIDEWAYS!" He said as he took hold of the dash for some sort of support. I was quite enjoying the fact that Michael was fearing for his life. My driving wasnt actually that bad, but I have to admit reckless driving can be fun sometimes, although it's wrong. I know it's wrong.

My laugh filled the small space the car provided as I raised my hands from the wheel and did a crazy little dance. "Jesus take the wheel!" I sang. Michael's eyes opened wide in fear as he realized what I was doing, his hands instinctively going towards the wheel, but before he could grab it I lowered my hands, steering again.
"Chill, Mikey. You're not dying today." We stopped in a red light.

"Oh, I'm not sure." He said, looking sideways at me.

I laughed, it seemed like the thousandth time I was laughing today. It was cut off, though, when Michael put his hand in the back of my neck and pushed my head towards the middle of the car, making my lips meet his. It was short, yet love kind of radiated off of him whild our lips were together, his fingers tangling with the hair on my neck.

"That shut you up," he said, a smirk on his beautiful lips.

"That is completely unfair, and if I didn't like you this much I would've smacked you." I crossed my arms and huffed, exaggerating a little bit.

"Green light, green light!" Michael exclaimed. It's sad that he has no faith in me. Maybe it was my fault.

"Don't get your thong in a twist, Jesus." I stepped on the accelerator, making the car go suddenly.

"Fucki- shit."

"Stop cursing Michael." I blindly smacked, what I think was his neck, with one hand.

"Dammit Y/N, my ear!"

Ohh, so that's what I hit.

"Oh, shut up, we'll be there soon anyways"

"What is there, anyways? You never told me where we're going." I looked at him as he scrunched up his eyebrows, which is probably the cutest thing I've ever seen.

"Because I wasn't planning on telling you, I still don't plan on telling you." I bit my lip and turned around to give him and excited smile.

"EYES ON THE DAMN ROAD!"

"I'm right here, no need to keep fucking yelling" I said, resisting the urge to smack him again.

"Look who said 'no cursing allowed in the car'."

"I just wanted you to shut up, babe" I laughed.

"Love you too," "I know you do."

***

I parked the car and poobed his nose, taking advantage of the black tie that covered his eyes.

"Babeee, you know I don't like that." He pouted.

"But your nose is the cutest thing, baby." I giggled.

"Can we please just get this over with?" He tried extending his arms, he looked like a flapping duck and I laughed a little before taking both of his hands and putting them between my own.

"Are you going to tie my hands too? Kinky." He bit his bottom lip, making it slightly more red, and a lot more kissable.

I ignored his comment and leaned down, crashing my lips onto his. He was a bit taken aback at first, but he soon fell onto my pace and kissed me back just as passionately as I am. I pecked his lips three times before leaning back and opening the door, stepping out of the car and going over to his side. I opened his door and smiled at the sight; his forehead was scrunched up and his arms were held up against his face. Utterly adorable.

"Time to get out kitten," I un-buckled his seatbelt and held both of his hands in my own, pulling up slightly to make him stand up. He stood up slowly and took a few unsure paces while I led him, letting his hands go for only a few seconds to close the car door.

"Here we are, babe." I took off his tie and stared at him as his beautiful green eyes blinked, straining against the sunlight. They opened in amazement, so did his beautiful pink lips.

"Y/N! Baby! I love you so much." He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, leaning down significantly to swiftly press my lips to his, it was a very short kiss, he soon started grinning against my own lips.

"I haven't been here in so long, this is so great, you're great- no, amazing!"

We stood in front of the comic book store in which we first met, two years ago. We almost fought for the last copy of the new Superman VS. Batman issue that had come out that same month. He had suggested us going out to a small park two days later, with the promise of him going with the comic.

He did come to the park, as he had promised, and we did read it together, under the shade of a huge oak tree. We talked for hours on end, and at the end of the day, after we exchanged numbers, he gave me a small package, for me to open after he left.

The package had not only the comic book that we almost fought for, but also the entire volume. Signed by the writers.

Needless to say, I almost cried.

"So, I don't think we have to fight for comic books anymore?" Michael said with a smirk.

"Let's see."

A/N: Sorry this one took so long and yeah but how are you guys dooiinnngg????? Ok this is kind of a crappy chapter but I felt guilty for not posting in so long. Love you all, Andrea.