#5secondsofmichael

//Okay wait. Before the imagine starts. Know that I post 5sos related stuff here so I can post anything I want and it’s about 5sos and that also means that I’ll be posting imagines here. Other people do it too, it’s not messy. As long as the post is about 5sos, right? I don’t only post edits and Muke here. We can even talk about how Calum is such an angel. Or how Michael’s hair is freaking gorgeous in every color. Or how adorable Ashton giggles. Or how tall Luke is. Just as long as it’s about 5sos. Or me because I might tell you guys about something that happened today. You may now continue to the imagine.//

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You walked up to his front door. Your breathe shaking. You felt like you were about to pass out. But you can’t do that now, you have something important to do.

Today you decided to tell Michael about your feelings for him because of how much pressure it’s giving you. And the only way to get that off is to tell him. The boys knew that you like Michael, all of them are your best friends. They tried giving you advice on how to tell Michael that you like him. And what was the advice they gave you? ‘Throw a ball at him.’ They said. And of course you wouldn’t do that because Michael might think that you’re crazy or he would just throw it back at you. So because of that, you decided to stick to your original plan.

You knocked on the door and you waited for him to answer it while trying not to change your mind and runaway. After 15 seconds of him not answering the door, you knocked again. And he finally opened it.

“Hey Y/N! Come in!” Michael said with a huge smile on his face when he saw you, “No it’s okay. I just really need to tell you something.” You said while biting your lip trying to calm yourself, “Okay? What’s wrong?” He asked, confused plastered on his face but still smiling a little bit. You quickly tried to remember what you were gonna say and just say it to him then pretend that nothing happened the next day. You took a deep breathe and then started your small speech all just because you wanted to get the pressure out of your chest, “Listen. We’ve been best friends for 3 years now and you have no freaking idea how I felt in those 3 years. I don’t want our friendship to end, but I need to get this out. If our friendship does end, I’m sorry, and I’m gonna miss you but this is not my fault,” You said, before continuing again, took a deep breathe and hoped that nothing will go wrong, “I like you. No not like. I freaking love you, Michael. For 3 years.” You continued. As you said that, his smile faded and his eyes widened. He didn’t say anything, he just stared at you. You were worried. You told yourself 'You just gotta wait.’ While you waited for him to say something, anything, but nothing came out of his mouth. Now you wanted to leave. “I’m just gonna go.” You said. You turned your back from him and walked away slowly hoping that he’ll stop you. But he didn’t. So you ran. And the sun was already setting. You didn’t know where you were going but you didn’t care, you just didn’t wanna see his face right now.

You were tired. You slowed down from running and you just fell to your knees and burst out crying. This is what always happen when you tell someone you like them. It doesn’t end pretty good. But you know 'the one’ will come around eventually. You just gotta wait.

You heard running behind you. You didn’t even bother to see who it was. You didn’t care. You waited for something to happen. You waited for a knife to go through your skin. You waited for someone to grab you by the arms and kidnap you. You just didn’t bother anything right now. You were mad, and sad. Michael, he was the first one who you really loved so much. You warned yourself about loving someone too much. But you didn’t know what was gonna happen. And what you always tell yourself, 'You just gotta wait.’. Because you never know what’ll happen.

The footsteps became louder and louder until you felt to arms wrap around you. It felt like someone. It felt like him. You looked at the persons arms and you recognize them. It was Michael. He went looking for you. You’re anger was gone. You know that you and Michael are still okay. You know that you and Michael are still frie-

“I love you too.” He said. 'What?’ You thought. “Why did you runaway?” He asked. Now you were mad, “Why did you let me runaway?” You snap, “I didn’t know what to do.” He said, “You should’ve just said something. You should’ve stopped me.” You said, “I’m sorry. This has never happened to me.” He said. Now you feel guilty. You should’ve never ran. But you did and now you were mad at him making him feel bad. “I’m sorry for running away.” You said, “You don’t have to say sorry.” He said, “But it feels like I do.” You said, “Was the thing you said just awhile ago, true?” He asked. And without hesitation you said, “Yeah.” Because you know everything’s gonna be alright. “Good to know. Now let’s go back, okay?” He said. He stood up and he helped you. Now you were walking to his house.

why would you make me choose this oh my god

this is in no particular order because this literally took me five hours to choose which five are my favorite at the moment and i feel bad enough for choosing my favorite children

FUTURE HEARTS IS SO IMPORTANT OMG AND ALSO THERAPY IS ONE OF MY FAVS BY THEM!!!