Stockholm Syndrome || 5sos au

Prolouge.

I never like him.

He never liked me.

This had always got us in trouble.This time we went too far to actually get in trouble no one ever knew why was it that we hate each other, but I doubt we'd even know why we did.

"Watch where you're going" Michael bumped into me.

"You're the one, who bumped into me!" I pushed him.

"Don't you fucking touch me" He pushed me.

"Michael, get your hands off of me!" I smacked him.

"That's it!" He pushed me pinning me to the wall.

I pushed him to the ground, I kept hitting him in the face until he pulled me underneath him, and I struggled to get away failing , but wound up cutting him with my braces somehow.

"That's it for you two detention for the whole week starting next week" The principal pulled Michael off of me.

I shrugged fixing my shirt and just smirked at Michael who was furious at me, but I didn't care it's not like care about detention.

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"How did you even get detention?"

"One Person. Michael Clifford"