5sos imagines

Michael - Rebellious

So y/n is your name (duh) and I just use random names for friends and stuff. I apologise now for any errors. Hope you like it!

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"Ahhhh!" Anna yells excitedly as the bell rings loudly and she grabs your hand, dragging you down the hall. She loves English cause her boyfriend is in that class with the two of you and she never gets anything done because she's too busy giggling and staring at him.

"I gotta go to the bathroom." You stop and she sighs irritably at you as she lets you go and quickly makes her way to class. You try to clear your head as you walk to the bathroom. You really don't want to go to that class anymore. You hate listening to her go on and on about him, especially with who he is. He's probably one of the worst guys in school. Not bad as in a dickhead with bad grades and a bad attitude, he's just so up himself and only wants her cause she has a nice body and thinks he can get her in bed. She's too innocent for that. You've never skipped class before but hey there's a first for everything.

"Where you off to?" A voice questions, amused. You turn and see Michael Clifford leaning against the wall, arms folded and watching you with curious eyes. Speaking of dickheads with bad grades and a bad attitude.

"Anywhere but here and English." You say dryly, turning away from him again and walking down the hall.

"You?! The goody two shoes girl is wagging?" You hear him laugh and spin to look at him angrily.

"Do you have a fucking problem asshole?" You say and his eyes widen in surprise as you glare at him.

"Not only does she speak, she swears. I like that." He gets up from his slouch and looks at you carefully, making you feel self conscious.

"What do you want?" You hold your hands to your stomach nervously and he gives you a smile that makes butterflies erupt in your stomach.

"Do you want me to get you out of class and trouble?" He grins and you frown, not prepared to trust him.

"How...?" You watch him suspiciously.

"Follow me." He turns around and slowly walks back the way you just came. You hesitate but he just keeps walking so you jog to catch up to him before you lose him. He winds his way through the corridors and eventually you both stand outside the counsellors office. He just opens the door and walks in as you cautiously follow him, standing just inside the door as Michael becomes a completely different person.

"Excuse me Mrs.Wills?" He asks politely and she looks up at at him warmly.

"What is it Mikey?"

"Could you please get my friend and I out of English." He gestures to you and you look away nervously. What is he doing?!

"Of course." You watch on, shocked, as she pulls out a piece of paper and writes something down on it, signing it and handing it to him as he gives her a warm smile and cheery little thanks. As you're pushed out the door, he immediately becomes the distant boy with the attitude.

"What was that?" You hold back laughter as he turns his head and glares at you.

"Shut up. You didn't see anything." He says in a cold voice and you bite your lip and turn away. As we make it to English, he goes first into his class and has his teacher sign his name so its verified, then he passes the note to you and knocks on your English door for you.

"Give it to him and he'll just sign it. They always do." He says as the door opens and one of your classmates opens it for you. You shyly walk over to your teacher and hand him the note, waiting impatiently.