'Good' Girl (5 Seconds of summer)

The 'Hard Core'

No one's P.O.V:

Michael Clifford was abused by his parents his entire life. He grew up in a bad part of town and didn't know the difference from right or wrong. He was a delinquent. He started tattooing and piercing himself at 12 years old and now, he's 18 years old and in jail. Not exactly his life goal but, he didn't care. He was honestly so dedicated his saved his leaders' life by putting himself in jail. The guy wasn't even grateful though.

Flashback, Michael's P.O.V:

I walk down the streets with Double M by my side. I remember when he first found me to be in this gang. I'm his "right-hand man" as he put it. I was up for it, obviously. I loved danger, I loved having a crew. With Double M it was a bit more drastic than just the normal robbery. We killed, he had blood lust. And I had to follow up with it.

We walk up to the back door of a strip joint. A dirty one at that.

"Alright Mikey no one likes a dirty whore, so we're here to get rid of 'em," Double M laughs. I look at him and mentally sigh. Killing people was still a bit new for me but I had to be dedicated to this.

We walk inside the club and Double M points at one of the girls. She had layered purple hair and blue eyeshadow. She wasn't attractive at all, honestly.

Double M pays the girl to take us into a private room. Once we're in he pulls the knife out of his pocket and stabs her in the neck. I go to grab the knife to pull it out when I hear "Police! Hands up!" I spin around with the bloody knife in my hand and Double M puts his hands up with a scared expression on his face.

"I'm so sorry I- I was just here for a little dance I.. I don't know this man!" Double M lies. I stare at him in shock and one of the police men shove me to the ground and cuff me.

"Fuck you man! Fuck you!" I scream as the police pull me into the car. Busted.