The Book Of 5sos 3

71 // I'm Sorry But

I feel like if you were married to Michael and you had to go somewhere for a few days and leave him alone, you would come back and the kitchen would be covered in pizza rolls, there'd be a big ass blanket fort covering the entire house, his underwear lying on the floor and just as you were about to start screaming a kitten would run across the living room and Michael would run out chasing it and see you looking all mad and be all like "...I'm sorry but this is all your fault cause you are 90% of my impulse control" and then continue looking for the kitten