Mikey: "He wasn't staring at my ass!" You storm out of the bathroom of your house.
"You're right, he wasn't, he was staring at your boobs!" Mikey yells. While you were at the mall, a guy started flirting with you and staring and places he shouldn't be--according to Mikey.
"I was wearing a sweatshirt, he couldn't see my boobs!" You yell back.
"Y/N, it doesn't matter, you're treating this like it's no big deal!" Mikey yells after you.
"That's because it's not!" You yell back.
"What, you like that guy? He shouts as you storm into your room.
"No! Mikey, I love you!" You shout back tears filling your eyes.
"I know I'm on tour a lot, but--" Mikey chokes on his words.
"Mikey! A relationship is about trust, and obviously you don't trust me!" You yell. "Maybe we don't trust each other enough to be in a freaking relationship!"
"Maybe we don't!" Mikey yells.
"Fine!" You yell. You grab your keys and storm down the stairs toward the front door. You start to open it, but he slams it shut with his hand.
"Where are you going?!" He demands tears starting to run.
"Away from you." You say through gritted teeth and get in your car. Most of the time, you're just sobbing and sobbing, declining calls from Mikey. The radio made it harder, every time you turned it on, 5 Seconds of Summer would play. After a long drive, you decided to return home. When you did, Mikey was puffy eyed and sitting on your sofa.
"Mikey--" you start, but he cuts you off.
"No." He shakes his head. "Y/N, I trust you. Okay? I'm so sorry, you know I love you, right? I couldn't help getting jealous. I'm so paranoid about losing you, because I'm gone most of the time, but if you want to end it, just know you're making a big mistake."
You let what he said sink in for a second and you rest your chin on your knuckles. You sniffle, but that makes tears run down your face. "I'm not breaking up with you. I love you too much, but you have to know I'm not like that. I only feel anything for you, no matter how far away you are."
"I love you, Y/N." Mikey says as you run to kiss him.
"I love you, too." You say crying into his shirt.
