fivesos one shots

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welcome to the cringe chapter.
aka cringefest- where a very cliche or overused plot is written, but some of us low key love it

ps- it's unedited and discontinued

Let's all be honest here.

In nearly every fandom in existence with hot boys and fanfiction, one particular plot is one of the most popular.

The 'good girl meets bad boy'

And in the story the bad boy:
a) does not know her
b) hates her
c) bullies her
d) a player/ fboy
e) the new kid
f) emo af or punk or wears all black
g) popular
h) hot (bc obvi)
OR i) all of the above or the list just goes on...

So ladies and gentlemen and all other genders of people I don't wanna offend,

I give you a classic story of the good girl meeting the badboy.

Let's hear it for everyone's favorite 5sos lead singer, Luke Hemmings.

......

Lip ring, blonde quiff, black skinny jeans and a red and black flannel. He was like an all in one arriving in that sports car his uncle gave him...for free. Tall, handsome, blue eyed and cocky. He was your typical heartbreaker sculpted by the gods above. When he walked past, all you can sense was trouble. The captivating smile had all the girls falling at his feet.

Except for me.

Cassandra May. Cassie.

I was, what you called...the loser with almost 0 to no friends. Okay, I'm not a loser with no friends I just feel like one. I always get that feeling where you're walking out in public and you see a handsome stranger and they notice you and you think wow he's noticing me, he's interested for these mere .3 seconds and then there's that other voice in the back of my head: are you serious he's gorgeous and you're not. like don't even admire from afar girl, cause you're a negative six and he's a ten.
And then, I have to force myself to look away because the dark side of me is always right and this is no actual joke. I have personally approached very good looking boys and I don't have enough fingers to count the amount of times I was friendzoned.

Scratch that.

Guys don't even want to be friends with me. You see, I'm always reading these fiction stories of teenage girls with childhood guy best friends but for me, it just never happened. Even the gay boys don't like me.

Why am I not likable?

But do you know who is likable?

The tall blonde skyscraper sitting directly in front of me. The new kid. He was wearing a plaid blue shirt over khakis which meant here at Northshore High that he had a liking for school and obviously wanted to give off a good new impression. At first, he seemed like a regular hot new kid. Everyone's talking about him, staring, whispering and giggling. And the new kid is always shy, still finding his way around the stupid school that everyone high key hates.

But then, the cheerleaders and poms team approached him in P.E. and suddenly in less than two hours of being in this school, this kid had more friends than I ever had my whole life. I wanted to be his first friend and talk to him but we all know what happens to people when they get attention. They crave more. And they grow too overconfident. And usually they don't notice people like me anymore down the road.

But sometimes they target you at times you will never expect. And it all started with a damn dodgeball hitting me square in the forehead knocking me out cold.