|| Hooligans - Punk 5sos ||

Part 1

I could feel the jagged edge of the metal on my throat. The chilled metal sent shivers throughout my body. Although i knew the blade wasnt sharp enough to cut me i was still terrified.

Why? Why now?

The brick wall seemed smooth but in this situation, not so much. His smirk mixed with that glare seemed to haunt me.

*flashback*

"Fuck school, its all shit and i cant be bothered to act like i care."

"Max. Stop." Sighed my brother as we approched the hellish nightmare that is school.

"Never." I grunted trying to shake of the nerves that threatened my very existence.

The gate was less crowded than usual and i could hear shouting coming from beyond them.

Fuck.

"I might just skip today. Fuck that." I turn but im stopped by a strong grip on my shoulder.

"No." His stern voice made me feel even uneasier than before. Ill have to go. I don't wanna see them. That gang of arseholes.

Luke: the leader. He wasnt at all scary, he was the only one that treated me a little less crappy than the rest. We take english together.. thats litrally the only reason we know each other. He has lightblue hair (also likes dye), blue eyes and a lip ring.

Callum: softest boi you will meet. He acts all tough and mean but hes not. Ive been told too much about him by luke. The lads like to tease him and call him Asian or Chinese (its funny), he has black hair and lots of tattoos.

Ashton: he laughs like a school girl. He has long curly hair that he ties in a man bun. Big fan of leather jackets and is a very good drummer. He has a motor bike, its black and always shiny. Has a couples piercings and one tattoo on his finger. Practically the only calm one there is in the group.

And finally.. the worst of them all.

Michael: dyes his hair every two weeks and has tones of piercings... like me. The main reason i hate being at this crappy school. Why? Well thats because he is my bully... although it sounds silly, he seems to only pick on me and makes the rest of his mates join in. He is a badass compared to the rest of his mates. Has tattoos, is mysterious and eventhough i hate saying it.. very hot.

They were all equally strange. They ruled the school, everykind of girl (and some boys) wanted to be them.

Of course my brother had to be friends with them; my brother was another mr.popular and i hated him for it. Not only was he great at school but he was the perfect son. Explains why i got the abuse of our parents.

"Hello?" I heard a voice call me and it snapped me out of my thoughts. I met a pair of familiar green eyes and was surrounded by an uprawr of laughs.

Michael.

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