Toy Boy ~ A Byler Fanfic

Chapter 16

"I'll fucking kill him." Max raged as she paced around Will's bedroom, El sat beside Will on his bed rubbing his back comfortingly.

"Max be quiet." El sighed softly as she played with Will's hair.

"No! I told you so Will!" She sighed looking at him.

Will looked over at her with his red puffy eyes and sniffled, "Seriously Max? It's been two days and you can't even care for me, you just want to prove me wrong." He sniffled wiping his face.

Max rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "I do care for you Will don't be ridiculous."

"Then act like it." El warned her.

Max took a step back and looked at her girlfriend, "Excuse me?" She asked amusedly that her girlfriend was taking Will's side.

"You heard me." El hissed at her, annoyed that Max was finding this entertaining.

Max looked at her then to Will who looked exhausted, "I think I'm gonna go home." She replied.

"Yeah, you should." El snapped.

"Guys.." Will muttered looking at both of them.

Max smiled as her eyes became glassy, "No Will, it's fine. I'm gonna head home, maybe help my mom with some things." She assured him, "Good luck on the breakup."

Will watched her walk out of the room and looked at El, "Now everyone's breaking up." He sniffled letting his head hit the pillow with full force.

El chuckled and looked at him, "No no, we were fighting last night." She told Will, "She thinks I've been talking to Mike- uhhh I mean stupid tall great hair man." El laughed awkwardly.

"You can say his name." He whispered hugging his pillow tightly.

El ran her hand through Will's hair, "I don't want to."

"I miss him so much, even though I haven't seen him in ages it hurts even more now." He sobbed.

"I know, I know." El soothed.

———

Mike was on top of Richie, repeatedly punching his face,

"I'll."
punch
"Fucking."
Punch
"Kill you."
Punch.

"Boys break it up!" Mike's publicist screamed running over and pulling him away from Richie, "Seriously Mike? Do you want to be put in jail?"

Mike shook his head and groaned, "He ruined everything!"

"No Mike, Will did." Richie teased as he stood up, blood gushing from his mouth.

"I'll fucking hit you again if you really want me to!" Mike shouted trying to walk over but he was pulled back.

"Dressing room now!" His publicist screamed.

———

To El 😼

El I swear I never kissed Richie, he had it all planned.
Please tell Will to talk to me.
Or at least tell him for me.

Mike I don't think I've ever seen someone so upset.
Will's so sensitive, it's breaking my heart.

I know! That's what I love about him.

You clearly don't love him that much to kiss Richie.

RICHIE KISSED ME EL I NEVER KISSED HIM.
NO ONE IS LISTENING TO ME.

Damn.
Chill daddy.

El seriously.

Sorry, I'll stop.
What happened?

Call?

Fineeeee.

"So tell me what happened." She sighed once Mike called her.

"El we were just getting coffee and hiding from paparazzi, I tried to rush back to the studio and Richie stopped me and kissed me!" He explained, "All the paparazzi were following us!"

"Did you kiss back?" El asked.

"No! Gross." Mike complained, El could hear him rolling his eyes through the phone.

"Will finally went to sleep for the first time in two days, he's extremely upset Mike." She told him quietly.

"El I can't even talk to him, he blocked my number." He sighed.

"Well I'm not telling him anything." She told him.

"What?" Mike asked dumbly.

El laughed, "Micheal he needs to hear it from you, not from me."

"He blocked my number El!" He complained.

"You are so stupid, why am I friends with you?" She asked.

"Ha ha very funny." Mike said neutrally.

"Prove that you love him by telling him in person." El suggested.

Mike was silent for a moment before answering, "I'm recording all week, I'll never make it over to Hawkins."

"Do you love him?" She asked.

Mike laughed, "Of course I do."

"Then find a way Mike." She sighed, "If you truly love him come see him."

Mike was silent and El sighed, "I have to go, bye."

"Yeah..bye."

———

"I'm so sorry baby, what can I do?" Joyce asked cuddling Will's on the sofa.

"Nothing, I'm fine." He whispered looking away.

"It'll be okay, I promise." Joyce smiled kissing his head, "I'll start dinner okay?"

Will nodded and watched her walk away, not long after a knock sounded at the front door.

"Will? Can you get that?!" She called from the kitchen.

"Yeah!" He called back as he made his way to the front door and opened it.

"Hey." Mike smiled standing in the pouring rain with a bouquet of flowers, drenched from head to toe.

"H-Hi.." Will whispered looking up at him.

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