Although Michael never really said much in class, he was the smartest kid out there. And even though he would rather be anywhere but school, he was still the best. It drove me insane. I struggled so much at school and wanted to stay at school, and here was this kid who didn't even try and he was the best. Screw him!
No really, I wouldn't actually mind screwing him. He was gorgeous.
"Y/N, if you ever want to do anything with your life you need to pay attention," to make it better, this teacher hated me.
It's not my fault I didn't like history.
"Miss I think you need to calm down on the insults towards Y/N. It's not her fault she doesn't understand," Michael responded.
The teacher shut up and my ovaries exploded.
Holy crap Michael knew my name!
Michael slid out of his chair and sat in the empty one next to me.
"I know you want to make it big in high school or whatever, so I'll help you with this shit. Okay?"
"Okay."
"So, do you know any of this?"
"Like I know it, but I can't remember it."
"Right. I'll come to your house after school."
We had been sitting on my floor for two hours.
"What was the Cold War?"
"A war in winter?"
"Nope. Try again."
"I don't know Michael. Just give me the book!"
Michael lent over and was right in my face, "No."
"Now what was the Cold War?" He kissed me right on the lips.
"It wasn't an actual war but more of a verbal threat fight."
"Well done."
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5 Seconds of Summer Imagines
FanfictionJust some 5 Seconds of Summer imagines. I will not be writing any more sections to this. I know that it is quite old and I have no motivation to continue with it. I will leave it up however, for people to enjoy.
