5sos Imagines

Australian Spider ~Michael Clifford~ {2010}

This is literally the only stressful thing thats gotten to me. I had to do SO much thinking on this one, ONLY because Michael's hair. He's only had his hair blonde threes times in his band life. Beginning, the...well.... middle, and now. I was stressed on this one. I just decided to stick with 2010 because I couldn't make up my mind on it. Michael's a confusing man..this takes place in Australia though!

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Tick

The clock was almost fuckin there. All there was left, was to wait.

Tick

Rubbing my eyes, all I wanted to do was sleep. It was Wednesday, although tomorrow would be the beginning of Summer Vacation. Which also meant, Goodbye 9th year. Finally.

Tick

The bell finally rang. Everyone in the class immediately stood up, grabbing their books, binders, or notebooks and began rushing out of the room. Me, being one of those people. There was loud cheering in the hallways as I made my way to my locker. I found this part quite enjoyable.

As soon as I got to my locker, my friends were crowded around it. In the front was BFF/N. He/She was smiling like a kid who got handed an early birthday present. He/She and my friends formed a crowd around me as soon as I began to do the code for my lock.

"Hey, are you free to come over tonight? We can watch movies and eat food!" They bribed. I laughed and looked at them. "What?" They asked before I turned back around, grabbing my bag.

"Bribing me with food ey? What's the catch?" I asked. They sighed and mumbled about how nothing could get past me.

"The catch is..is that you have to buy it. You see, my mom is visiting my aunt, my dad is on a business trip, and my siblings are off in college. Yes, my mom left food and snacks, but they aren't sour. And she knows we love sour candies!" They exclaimed. I laughed.

"Ok. Ok, ok, ok. I'll bring the snacks. Just next time, you're walking to the store to get them. I'll get us FreeZ's too. I'll get myself the suicide flavors (here we call them suicides. When we mix all the flavors.) And I'll get you the Ginger Ale flavor." I said to them. They fist bumped the air and began to walk out. After thanking me of course.

I closed my locker, taking my lock. We kept them over the summer, as each year we'd change lockers. As I was walking out, I saw a guy struggling to get his lock off. Smiling slightly, I walked over and tapped his shoulder. He turned around, revealing beautiful green eyes.

Michael Clifford. The schools weird boy. To me, he seemed cool. We talked a few times, he was only called weird because of his choice of hairstyle. Which, who cared? It didn't really mean he had a gross personality. It was just a style choice.

"You need help?" I asked. He nodded before I lended him a hand. As I inspected his lock, it seemed as if he jammed his lock way up inside his closing tab. I pulled on it, as it didn't budge. After a second, he decided to help too. It took a bit, but we both pulled it off. Which ended with the both of us falling down.

Laughing, he helped me up and we got the lock off. "Thanks Y/N. You're a..well..locksaver." He punned. I cringed slightly before giggling. He smiled and rubbed his neck.

"No problem. You looked like you needed help. Have a wonderful Summer Michael." I told him. He nodded before I began to walk home.

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Walking through my front door, I immediately got jumped on by my pup D/N (Dogs Name) I laughed and scratched his cheeks. I yelled a hello to whoever was home before I threw my backpack in the closet. I obviously wouldn't need that any of this Summer.