5sos Imagines

Michael ~ Friends

Imagine: You and Michael have been best friends ever since he defended you from a bully when you were 6. He was a year older than you, but he always seemed protective, knew you more than your closest girl friends and was alway there when you needed him.

He was like a brother, but you couldn't help the butterflies and feeling he gave you every time he smiled.

But he had a girlfriend.

"Your such a dork." You say as you look away from your phone and see Michael with a cup on his head.

"Am I a unicorn yet?" He asked as he made a funny face. You laughed and threw him the pillow next to you.

"No but you're an idiot." You say, sitting up.

Michael glared at you as he put's the cup down on your computer desk and frowns. "I believe I'm an adorable unicorn."

"No, you would be more of a kitten." You say smiling. Michael looks up with a bigger frown.

"A kitten? Really?" You bite your lip from smiling. "That's not manly."

"And a unicorn's manly to you?" You ask not able to control your laugh.

His eyes shined bright, it was that brightness that you loved to see. The small glint that was special because it was the one that he got every time he was on stage.

It was special to you, it was worth more than food and that was a big deal. None the less rare, because he only got the glint when he saw pizza or food, besides playing his heart out on stage.

You felt your heart flutter and your chest tightened when you realized you were only friends. Especially knowing he had a girlfriend, one that you hated.

It wasn't because she was his girlfriend. It was because she only looked for his fame and money, she always asked for the most expensive gifts., but not only on her birthday or special holidays, but expects one every weekend.

I just hope she doesn't break Michael's heart because that would be crossing the line. I know I could count on the boys to help me make her life a living hell.

I felt something squeeze my heart tightly just imagining Michael not smiling for a period of time.

"Y/N!" You jumped when his green gay eyes appeared in front of you. He was so close you were able to smell his tangy and boyish smell.

"Sorry what?" You asked as he laid next you, staring at the baby blue ceiling of your room.

"You blanked out." He smiled, his eyes flicking towards you. "What's on your mind?" He asks.

"You know just, stuff." you say making the dumbest excuse of, because you knew deep inside that if Michael found out that you liked him, you'd turn into this stranger that was his best friend, but only hung out with him because she liked him.

Maybe even loved him.

"What kind of stuff?" He asked raising his eyebrow.

"College stuff." You shrugged. Michael rolled his eyes.

"Liar." You almost smiled at how well he knew you.

"I'm not."

"You're not and here's why, you have a 4 year scholarship, because you're a smart ass," he paused making you smile, "And you're smart enough to finish your homework."

I rolled my eyes and pushed him back on his back. "I could still be worried Mikey."

"No, what you need is to relax." He stated pushing you down on your bed, and he turned his face so close.