Little Violence- Michael Clifford
“So get the fuck back, I said I’m stealing rock back, so take off with your snapback before you get knocked flat!!!” -Little Violence, Waterparks
(In case you couldn’t tell I LOVE the band waterparks so go check them out!)
Sorry this took so long Anon!! I hope you like it! Also this is basically the last of my list for requests, so send me some things!! PLEASE!!
“Excuse me?!” You screamed.
“You’re just a pathetic bitch Y/n and everyone knows it!” Your archnemesis Christina said, a smug smirk on her face. Funny how just a few years ago she used to be your best friend. And now…well know you were punching that grin right off her face.
Christina screamed, grabbing her jaw, and lunging after you. You both were a mess of punches, kicks, hair pulling, and screaming. Right in the middle of the school hallway. Soon the crowd around you both doubled, everyone cheering on the girl fight. You had the advantage, finally knocking her down to the floor. You climbed on top of her and started punching, and punching, and punching. By now all you could see was red. Your anger turning everything you saw a deep red.
The bitch thing was the last straw. On an ordinary basis you could care less, and often embraced the nickname of bitch. But you and Christina had deep history. You both were childhood best friends, attached at the hip and doing literally everything together. Then things changed. She got into a different crowd, and so did you. She got into lip gloss and terrorizing people, you found music and met Michael, who you were convinced was the love of your life. It helped that he played music too, even was part of a band, still in their youtube cover days of course.
You both tried to maintain a relationship, but eventually it became clear you both were too different. Eventually you both quit speaking to each other, ignoring and avoiding the other. Then somehow you both began to hate the other. You hated the way she would treat people, and often told her off for it, practically all the time. She hated how you stood up to her, believing in her twisted head she was above everything. She did everything in her power to make your life a living hell, constant pranks, public embarrassments, at one point getting you detention for a whole month.
You finally snapped when she made it seem like everything that went down between you both was completely your fault. Then she called you a bitch, and well that’s how you ended up here…
Even when you heard the sound of some teacher’s whistle and felt arms around your waist, pulling you off of Christina, you didn’t stop swinging.
“Y/n!! Y/n!! Hey!! HEY!!” Michael said, putting your arms at your side. “It’s me! Don’t hit me!”
“Michael?” You asked, the red haze beginning to fade, your boyfriend’s face coming clear in front of you.
“Ya….I….ugh….Christina-” You said turning towards her, reading to lunge at her again
“Ya I know. Hey it’s ok. Calm down. But are you sure you’re okay? You’re bruised like crazy and your cheek is bleeding…” Michael said, pulling you back.
“Really?” You said, pulling your hand to your face. Sure enough there was blood. Funny, since you didn’t feel anything, at least not yet. You weren’t looking forward to when the adrenaline wore off.
“Although I guess I should be lucky I have you as my girlfriend, because Christina over there is far worse…”
You turned to follow his gaze, seeing your former best friend with a busted lip and a black eye already forming. The school nurse was helping her up, since she was clearly in a lot of pain. You almost felt bad, then she saw you staring and flipped you off. That bitch deserved everything she got.
“That bitch. Ugh! I could hit her again!”
“Hey…Y/n…look at me…” Michael said, pulling you towards him so you looked at him. “Calm down ok?”
“How do you expect me to calm down?! Did you see what she did?!”
“Yes I saw it all, but the principle is already coming over here and you need to be calm enough to explain yourself, not get so much time suspended ya?”
“Ya, but my heart is pounding so hard its gonna fly right out of my chest, and I’m so angry I could-”
Whatever you were going to say was lost from your mind as he kissed you. One of those kisses that made your head blank, solely focused on nothing but his lips against yours, the love he had for you shown in every motion. When you both finally pulled apart, the principle had just reached you.
“My office, NOW!” Principle Myers yelled, face full of rage as they glared at you.
“Wait for me?” You asked Michael.
“Of course. Meet me by my car.” He said, giving you a thumbs up.
You rolled your eyes as you follwed Principle Myers down the hall, wondering just how you were going to expalin yourself.
The meeting wasn’t too bad, it could have been far worse. The principle was pissed, and had little sympathy for you, but you walked out with only a week of detention so you guessed you should be greatful. Guess it helps you were never in much trouble before.
You walked out of the building scanning the parkinglot for Michael. Luckily for you, he pulled up right in front of you. You jumped in the passenger seat.
“So? How did it go?”
“Well, only got a week of detention so there’s that. However my parent’s are going to be pissed…I wonder if they’ve been called yet…”
“They proably won’t until they get Christina’s side of the story…so for now you’re off the hook”
“Ya until I get home”
“Well then let’s not take you home”
“Just for a couple hours more. Come on it’ll just be me and you…and the beach…how does that sound?”
“The nice warm sand, you and me….not having a care and my parents can’t reach me…..that sounds like paradise…”
“Well then, let’s go!” He laughed as he drove away from all your problems.
Thanks for reading!!! -Lydia