Michael– You sat outside against a tree during lunch with a book in your lap. You always went outside during lunch because no one ever went out there so it was quiet.
Your phone vibrated so you marked the page in your book and grabbed it, answering the call. "'Ello?" you said.
"I seriously think you're related to Liam or something with an accent like that."
"It's fake, Mikey. I'm not related to Liam," you said, giggling. "Why are you calling? I'm in school."
"I know. I thought we could hang out today."
"I can't, Mikey~."
"Sure you can. Plus, I'm already here."
"What?!"
"Turn around."
You turned around to see your boyfriend standing on the other side of the fense. "Michael Gordon Clifford," you hissed, pushing yourself up and walking towards him. "What do you think you're doing here?"
"To pick up my girlfriend," he said, grinning.
"Mikey~. I—"
"You did it last week and many times before that so don't say you can't, Y/N."
You puffed out your cheeks and went back to the tree, packing your bag. You turned back around and threw your bag over to Michael. You started climbing the fense and in no time you were standing beside your boyfriend. "I hate you," you mumbled, glaring at him or at least trying to anyway.
"I love you, too, babe," he said, kissing your lips. "Now come on."
"Where are we going anyway?" you asked, following him to his car.
"My place," he said, grinning.
You rolled your eyes but smiled at him. "Fine."
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5SOS Preferences
FanfictionA series of 5sos preferences. Request are open updating at least 3 times a week. Vote, comment, and follow PLEASE. Most will be from tumblr ill let you know if i write one.
