5 Seconds of Summer Imagines and Preferences

Michael Imagine (For Claire)

          You pull your favorite red beanie lower over your blue hair and lace up your combat boots. You stick your earbuds into your ears and hit play on "Love Like War" by All Time Low. Smiling to yourself, you step onto your front porch and start walking to your Job at Eternal Records, the record store where you worked. 

     You had the five to eleven shift, which was one of your favorites. You found that the most interesting people showed up at the most interesting times. 

     Your job consisted of organizing records, ringing people up, and organizing posters. You had finished all the organizing you could and now you just had to sit at the counter and wait for customers.

     It was a Monday night at around 10:37. You were spining around on a swivel chair, quite bord, when he walked in. 

     He had platinum blonde hair that fell in front of his eyes. His black bar eye brow peircing made his green eyes sparkle. He grabbed the edges of his beanie and pulled it down. It matched yours.

     He didn't glance at you as he made his way over to the CD's and posters. You watched him as he picked up two CD's and two posters.

     "Uhm would that be all sir?" You ask him in a shaky voice. He smirks at you and nods.

     "Nice beanie." He smiles a bit now. You take your bottem lip between your teeth and nod.

     "Nice music taste." You looked up at him and melt under his gaze.

     "Hmm, a girl with good music taste and a matching beanie? Sounds too good to be true." He licks his lips and smiles.

     "Well, I uhm it looks nice on you. The beanie I mean..." You trail off and look away from him.

     "You wanna go out some time?" He asks you smiling. You nod quickly, not caring he was a total stranger.

     "I'm Michael, but you can call me Mike." He sticks his hand out and you shake it.

     "HI, I'm Claire."

     "Well Claire, it's been awesome meeting you. Here's my number." He slides a peice of paper across the counter to you and you smile and take it.

     "Cool.Thanks." You smile and jot your's down for him.

     "I'll call you." He smiles and leaves the Record Store.

     "Okay." You whisper, smiling wider than ever before.

HEY CLAIRE THANKS FOR REQUESTING I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!<333