Requested 💐 There aren't many imagines of Michael out there so here's a book for all of you lovely Mikey stans 😇💗 All imagines are written by me so please don't steal them 💜 *requests are temporarily closed for this book and my other 5sos books. Currently only writing in my 5sos books when the inspiration strikes...
just a bunch of imagines & blurbs I wrote over the span of a few months
Mikey Imagines WARNING: SOME IMAGINES MAY CONTAIN SMUT
~Just read them...they're not that bad...I hope ~Random Michael imagines - no order ~Updates almost regularly...few times a week ~use my ideas but say you got them from me
"You fixed me, Riley" Michael said, green eyes sparkling in the moonlight "I need this. I need you. Forget everyone else. Be mine tonight"
they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)
[COMPLETED] "What frustrates you the most?" Mr. Brown asked. No one replied as he looked at the board. "Emmy." He spoke my name harshly. "My playstation doesn't work." I answered. It was the first thing popping up in my mind. Then the black-red haired guy locked eyes with me and gave a light nod...
They said I was just a fangirl. That my "love" for this band, and in particularly, Michael Clifford, was all a phase in my life. Some stupid "crush" I'll get over within a few months. Well, it's been more than a year, so why can't I stop loving him to death? Because trust me, I tried...
she sits with him on the school bus, yet they never talk to each other.
~12:03 am~ To: "sex god" Mikey i wish we could meet. ~12:07 am~ From: "sex god" Mikey one day, we will. Sequel: Connected