He's so pathetic. Let me tell you something about Michael Clifford. We were best friends when I started hanging out with 5sos. I know, right? It's so embarrassing. I don't even... Whatever. So then in eighth grade, I started being obsess with my first typical boy bad, One direction who were totally gorges but had to go to America because they got famous, and Michael was like, weirdly jealous of them. Like, if I would blow him off to stork one directions face book pages all night, he'd be like, "Why didn't you call me back?" And I'd be like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?" So then, for my birthday party, which was an all typical boy band party, I was like, "Michael, I can't invite you, because I think you're a rock star." I mean I couldn't have a rock star at my party. There were gonna be girls there in their one direction t-shirts. I mean, right? He was a rock star. So then his mom called my mom and started yelling at her, it was so retarded. And then he dropped out of 5 sos because no one would talk to him, and he came back in the fall, all of his hair was died and he was totally weird, and now I guess he's plays the guitar.