5SOS imagines and preferences

Secrets Michael Imagine

As you walk down the corridor, you hear your name falling out of people's lips followed by laughter. Laughter because they think you're lying, looking for attention. Because they believe that Michael wouldn't take a second glance at you.

But they were wrong.

Some day they would be eating their words, when Michael wanted everyone to know that is. But that could be any day, hell it could never happen for all you know.

"Ignore them," Your friend says appearing next to you, you shake your head and look down at your folders in your hand.

"I can't, they think I'm a joke."

"Yeah but they don't know shit. I know you're with him, the people that matter know you're with him. That's all that matters." She begins, "Soon this will all blow over and everything will be back to normal and okay,"

You had to believe her. She was optimistic, unlike you who was pessimistic, and whenever she said something it had a tendency to come true [5 times out of 10].

"Fine," You mutter taking a deep breath and grabbing your bag from your locker.

"Do you know where he is?" She asks,

"Probably went home with the guys, you know he hates school."

"Considering I'm looking at 2 out of 4 of their little group, I beg to differ."

"Which ones?" You ask,

"Luke and Calum."

"Right."

"They're coming over," She tells you, you frown at her as you shut my locker over and pick up your bag.

"You okay?" Luke asks.

"Yeah," You shrug.

"They'll believe you."

"When? When they find out Michael broke up with me or something," You mutter.

"No, soon," He smirks before walking away with Calum, probably to detention or something.

"Does everything have to be a mystery with him?" Your friend asks clenching her fist,

"You love it."

"No, I don't."

"Sure," You smirk before walking with her out the school,

"I'm telling you! He's an idiot, who wears leather in the summer? Like hello, black radiates heat asshole," She says shaking her head.

"You like him."

"Pssh, no."

"That pssh gave it away."

"Shut up," She growls, you laugh at her before freezing.

"What?" She asks following your eye line, when she sees it she also freezes before smirking.

"Well go to him," She laughs pushing you towards him. Michael stares at you with a smirk as you walk towards him.

"I came to pick you up babe," He smiles as you get closer.

"Isn't it a bit hot for leather jackets?"

"No," He answers pulling himself off of the car and leaning down to kiss you.

"I came to pick you up, and to shut everyone in that school up."

"And?" You frown.

"And to show everyone you're mine," He says rolling his eyes.

"If I'm yours, then you're mine," You smirk.

"Fine."

"Deal?"

"Deal," He says kissing you properly.

"People are staring."

"People are eating their words," He smirks,

"Let's go to my place."

"Why?" He asks, but he knows because his smirk is still present. You roll your eyes and put his hat on your head before getting in the passenger seat of his car.