Trust me, it was an accident. I don't even like 5SOS! How was I supposed to know that my best friend was a crazed fanatic about them? How was I supposed to know that I had the best ninja and driving skills as a partner in crime? All I know is that in under five minutes, I somehow managed to accidentally kidnap the four most popular Australians on earth. What are the odds, huh? 5 Seconds of Summer Season 2 Watty Awards Winner 1st Place 5SOS 1st Place Humor 2nd Place Artistic Cover 2nd Place Distinguished Plot 2nd Place Undiscovered Gems Waste the Night 2018 Awards Winner Compelling Characters: 3rd Place Most Badass Leading Lady

Michael Clifford and 5 Seconds of Summer fanfiction. *Warning - Contains themes of mental illness, suicide and other sensitive topics that some might find offensive or triggering*

God, I hate him so much. He is the definition of asshole. "Ketchup and mustard?" My mother calls to us. "No mustard." we say in unison

"Peanut butter and jelly, with extra peanut butter, please." Holy shit marry me dude.

"Well that's the last jar" "Yeah, I know. " I say reaching for it "What if I want it?" he asks playfully No way in hell is this boy getting the last jar of nutella. (MICHAEL CLIFFORD SHORT STORY) (BOOK 1 IN THE FOOD SERIES)