Michael Clifford {fan fic}

Michael is that one boy who thinks be is "all that". Elizabeth is not a big fan of him and feels like he can't be trusted. With his leather jackets, ripped jeans, and his rock band, she thinks even less of him. Until the day he come up to Beth and asks her on a date in a way that sounds so typical. She has to think about it, can she trust this leather wearing rock band playing punk?