5SOS imagines and Preferences

Good Girls are Bad Girls (Michael Imagine part 1)

Michael was the typical bad boy. And despite all think you were a little saint, you were a thousand times worse than him. Just because he had sex with almost every school girls, dropping out of school and drank till you drop drunk. You thought he was nothing but a little boy who had problems at home and then deduct the rage in school. The classes were almost finished, and hence would be a few weeks vacation which made you almost die of joy. You could no longer stand in this place, you want to leave, leave a place that you think is something that is not but you do not have much choice. Your mother was hospitalized and your father busy with work so you did not need more problems in your home. And one more thing that could not stand was Michael Clifford, this year he has chosen you as 'victim', he kept flirting with you every time he came to say something and Michael each class was looking at you and you could not take it anymore.
"Hello Darling." You heard Michael's voice as you would put a book in his locker.

"What you want, Clifford?" You asked already impatient.

"Someone is sassy today." He said looking at you while you rolled her eyes.

"No shit, Sherlock." You said sarcastically.

"Are you okay?" Michael asked. The truth was not. You received a call this morning that your mother had died at night. You felt his eyes fill with water.

"I'm fine." You lied.

"Are you sure?" He asked again suspicious. One thing you wondered was why he cared.

"Yes, I'm okay, Clifford, really." You lied again to once and for all he leave you alone. You even enjoyed his company but would never admit it, ever.

"So you are okay enough to go to a party Friday?" Michael suggested confident he would win a yes.

"Why the fuck not, right?" You confirmed. His mother was gone, you no more care about what happens at home, now finally you could be yourself and no one will stop you that. Ladies and Gentleman get ready for the real Y/N Y/L/N because she will come. you thought to yourself.