bad seed - m.c fluff
pairing: michael + y/n
warning: cursing, violence
summary: bad boy!michael has finally met his dream girl. she’s his anchor and helps him stay leveled….and out of jail if I’m being honest. be that as it may, they attend the biggest party of the year and y/n has a small encounter with another guy who decides he wants to sexually harrass the hell out of her. read more to find out how michael handles it!
a/n: this request has been sitting in my inbox for awhile and i felt it was finally time to sorta break free from my little writer’s block phase! hope you all like it. please tell me what you think. i made this sort of like a sequel to this little blurb!
wc: 1.7k+ / masterlist
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There was something about Michael Clifford that you found utterly undesirable. It could’ve been anything from his careless attitude and reckless behavior to the uniform he wore at the car shop where he worked. You didn’t know what exactly it was, yet you couldn’t help but be completely mesmerized by it. He acted as if, you were the only person he had a soft spot for..like you were his kryptonite.
To the streets of your town and halls of your high school, he was the man .. but to you he was a perfect gentleman. You had only met the boy a year and a half ago during sophomore year, yet within just a few months of being friends and gradually falling in love with you, he finally mustered up enough courage and asked you to be his girl. You. The plus sized, innocent, kinda nerdy, and very regular, girl. You quickly said yes and your heart could’ve fluttered at the sight of how giddy he got.
Michael was your first everything. He gave you your first kiss, he was your first boyfriend as well as your first lover. Everything seemed perfect when you were with him. On the other hand, after everyone became aware of your relationship, you were treated a lot differently. It seemed as though you two were the Bonnie and Clyde of your high school. People would go as far as moving out of the way when you both walked the halls, hand in hand. It wasn’t a bad thing, but it was definitely different.