5SOS Preferences, Imagines, etc.

Michael Imagine (for @99fairylights)

hehehheheheh.

-mrshood__
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"You're not allowed to see Michael ever again." My mother said sternly.

"You can't stop me?" I angrily said, shutting my book, and violently placing it on the table. I looked at Mikey, and he looked pretty damn uncomfortable.

"Yes. Yes, I can. You're not seeing that drugie." She stated.

"He's not a drugie. He loves me, and I love him. So you cannot do shit about it, mother." I calmfully say, gritting my teeth.

"She has a point there, Hazel's mother. I don't do drugs." Michael bluntly says, putting his arm around my waist.

"I want you out of my damn house, Clifford." my dad angrily says,

"If he goes I go." I said.

"What's so bad about me anyways? Is it my red hair? It's called a state of expression." Michael tried to defend himself.

"Hazel! You're not seeing this boy again! Michael, leave." my dad says.

"What did-" Michael started, but my dad cut him off.

"You changed her! Fuck you!" my dad yelled, startling me.

"I didn't do anything but make her love herself, you concided assholes!" He said,  

"Mom, dad! What the hell?" I scream, as Michael picks his leather jacket up, and storming out of the house.

"Don't swear!" My mom yells at me.

"Fuck you. Fuck all of you! You hurt the most important person to me. I'm never stepping into this god damn fucking hell-hole again. Good Bye Bitches!" I yell, grabbing my jacket and walking out the door.

I go to Mikey's car, and saw his angry face.

"Mikey-"

" What the fuck did I do so wrong?" He laughs at himself.

"You did nothing! Their the wrong ones. Not you. Besides, I'm not going there again," I huffed, before wiping Michael's tears away.

"I love you, did you know that?" He mummbled, scooting closer to me, and pressing our foreheads together.

"Mhm, prove it," I smirked, teasing him. He chuckles and kisses me.

"Lets go home, baby girl. Then I can prove it to you." He smirks, placing his hand on my thigh.

"Okay," I giggled, before he reversed the car. His hand trailing further and further up as we drive to our flat.

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After half an hour,  we were in our flat, and as soon as I open the door, Michael picked me up, and kicked the door closed, leading us to our bedroom.

"Mikey, what'cha doin'?" I asked him, as he places me on our bed, and climbs on top of me.

"Going to prove my love for you." He simply stated, before attaching my his lips to my neck.

He kisses my jaw, all the way to the base of my neck. He found his way to my sweet spot, and lightly kissed it.

I whined, as he sucked the spot, and harshly bit it, leaving some type of mark for sure.

"Michael, baby." I breathed out, as he kissed all the way to my lips, and then setting his lips on mine passionately . He bit my lip, and smirked as I gasped, one of his hands were set on my cheek, whilst the other one was roaming my body. I found my hands tangled in to his hair, and pulled it.