5SOS Imagines *Requests Closed atm*

Imagine for Maggie

I'm sorry it's a bit short.

"Fuck school," you moan, staring at your computer screen as you type another sentence for your five page essay. You moan again in frustration as you realize you've only written three lines in the time of twenty minutes.

"I need a fucking break," you huff, saving what you have as you stand, taking a glance out your bedroom window, expecting to see the familiar sight of curtains covering your neighbors window, but surprisingly they weren't.

This time you were able to see perfectly clear into the room across from you. It's walks painted red and the boy you had slowly grown fond of, Michael, sat perched up on his bed, fingers strumming his guitar.

"Well that's a first..." You mumble, still in shock he actually had his window open, "shit," you then curse, watching as Michael looks up and catches your eye. He smirks.

Flustered, you slightly wave at him offering an awkward smile, as he gives one back before returning his attention back to his guitar. Glancing over your way every so often.

Thinking perhaps, he should open his curtains more often.