Dani, the princess. Michael, that asshole that spilled fries all over her dress. Who knew ketchup and fries would be the key to something more. Michel thinks Dani is spoiled. Dani thinks Michael isn't good enough for her. Michael makes it his mission to make this princess his own, and Dani lets him. But don't forget, that every princess has a flaw. Is Michael willing to accept Dani's or will he decide that she's not worth it? Find out in Save Me, A Michael Clifford Alternate Universe Fanfic.

Sorry for mistakes if there are any ***Never point out the mistakes, because I already know they're there***

Logan meet Michael, Michael meet Logan. Love, Lies, Heartbreak. Maybe its a secret no one should know. || Editing ||

Bree Edwards and Michael Clifford are best friends, but more. They are friends, with benefits.. Nobody knows about them being more than best friends except for a few people. Their parents can't know. They've only ever been friends and nothing more, as far as their parents and Bree's siblings know. After being caught making out a few times, her older brother begins getting suspicious. He knows they aren't just friends. Or are they just friends? Are they more? They might be friends with benefits, but it seems like both of them want to be more. The problem is: neither knows the other wants that. Will they we find out how each other feels? How will they deal with their feelings? Will they fall in love (as everyone who knows about them thinks)?

"we're alike each other you know?" "how so?" "we've both been scarred." //m.c.// (Completed)

Three years. Three years I’d made it through this hell hole unnoticed. I thought I could stay under the radar for the rest of junior year, but of course something, or someone, more specifically, had to come screw it up. I mean, it’s not like it was on purpose, but it threw all my three years of hard work down the drain. I worked so hard to stay unnoticed, unknown, and it worked pretty well. And even through the public humiliation of 'The Spaghetti Incident', I don't regret it for a second. It might've caused me temporary humiliation, but that's how I met Michael. And I wouldn't trade that day for the world.

"Have you ever considered for like a second," I rolled my eyes at him immediately, "let me finish. Just a second, to try something your little uptight friends would disapprove of." I thought about it. "Obviously, I can't recall anything I have ever tried. Not a fair proposition." I sighed. This amnesia shit was beyond frustrating. "Even better. Think of anything. Something you've seen on a movie, read in a book, saw on MTV. Go wild." I smirked. I was going to do just that. "I don't remember ever getting high in the parking lot of a pizza place, then going inside to eat a shit ton of pizza." I smiled at the music video I still remember ogling at when I was ten, wanting desperately to be a teenager. "You got it." he started the car, and another unpredictable night began. In the midst of regaining her memory and getting her life back to where it was, everything gets twisted, to say the least- all thanks to one boy.

se·cret /sēkrit/ noun something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others. everybody has secrets, but only Michael and Grace have a secret big enough with the potential to ruin relationships.