Let me be your toyboy- a M.A.D fanfiction

makeups and breakups.

Libby's POV

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''I'll be back now'' Michael smiled, kissing me on the forehead before leaving the room. oh, he left his phone. mwaha frape time. I logged onto his facebook realizing he had 12 unread messages; I clicked on his recent one.

'Michael Sutthakorn; hey hows miley?'

'Anna Jones; shes good, missing you tho:/'

'Michael Sutthakorn; aw I miss her too, cant wait to see her'

wow, ok.. what was this. uhm oh, who was miley:/ his girlfriend? holy shit. i knew this was too good to be true, I felt tears brimming in my eyes as I basically dropped his phone and ran into the bathroom,locking the door. why did I let him do this to me? i'd been hurt so much.

There was a small tap on the door, ugh.

''Libby, please. whats wrong?'' I heard Michael's soft voice, he sounded worried. I ignored him, tucking myself up into a ball in the corner of the bathroom, my arms wrapped round my legs as I rocked back and forth, sobbing. I always seemed to be the one who got hurt, never anyone else; always me. I sat still for a moment letting the tears slowly trickle down my face.. before getting up, and dusting myself down. you know what fuck it, I'm not gonna let him make me feel like this..
I rushed passed him as he grabbed into my arm to pull me back, wait wtf had he been crying?
I sighed looking down at the floor, He tilted my head up, tears brimming in his eyes.
''Lib please tell me what's wrong, was it me? have I done something'' He sniffled interlocking his fingers in mine, I pulled away.. I was over being upset now, just angry. I let him lead me on, I thought he liked me.. ha Libby you fool.
I shook my head refusing to look him in the eye.
''Michael.. do you love me, like honestly not just like the way you say to your fans, do you really love me?'' I mutter, wiping my cheeks as the tears fall.
''you know I do'' he whispers softly. I gulp.
''Then explain this'' I cry, putting the phone in front of him. He gasps, moving a step away from me. I knew it, great.
''I can't believe it'' He screams causing me to jump abit ''your actually accusing me of this?'' he adds, anger building up in his voice. I shrug
''Well explain it then mike, what else could it be'' I ask, biting my lip too hold back the tears ''I thought you loved me'' He shook his head pushing past me, the door slamming behind him. 

Dan's POV

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I pulled Faye onto my lap wrapping my arms around her waist, there were a few shouts coming from the Michael's room, oh fuck. It wasn't nice getting on the wrong said of Mike, trust me.. i've been there. I kissed her forehead gently, I fucking love this girl ok.

A few moments later Michael comes storming in, he looked pissed. fuck. Did he have a fight with Libby? shit:/ I know he truly likes her, hes been speaking none stop about her the last 3 weeks, since they met. 'Mibby' was cute. As for 'Daye' well that was just damn right fking sexy. ever fucker ships Daye tho. I smiled at her as she sleeply laid her head on my shoulder. I tapped her knee moving her off my lap, I got up.. it was probably best if I went to talk to Libby, just to see if she was alright.. because im a top bestfriend. 

I knocked on the door before entering, she was curled up in a ball on the bedroom floor her head tucked inbetween her legs, poor thing. I sat down beside her on the floor crossing my legs over. I put my hand on her back as she shivered slightly but gave me a slight smile.

''Whats wrong Lib?'' I ask looking at her. She sniffled, fuck she'd really been crying. her mascara was smeared all down her face.

''I really don't think Michael likes me'' So whispers in between sobs. Is she fucking with me? That boy fking adores her. I shook my head.

''He does Libby, trust me he hasn't stopped talking about you'' I remind her, carefully rubbing her back(yeah sorry Faye oops) 

''He doesn't Dan.. I know it, he left his phone earlier and I was going to frape him, like we do but then he had a message and I only took a peak at it.. and he'd been messaging some girl, about Miley? he'd never spoken anything about another girl before, he said he missed her and couldn't wait to see her'' She explains. I just burst into hysterical laughter. was she being serious, fml. She gives me a confused look. I couldn't control myself, im sorry.

''ahaha omg I'm sorry, its just Miley's his new dog he got, he cares for her so much, his cousin back home is taking care of her and he just misses her alot'' I laugh.

She facepalms, oh my fuck ok you have to admit that was pretty funny I feel horrible for laughing, but its true.

''I feel like such a idiot'' She cries putting her head on my shoulder. I patted her back gently. I had grown close to Libby over the past few days, she was like a sister. 

''Just talk to him, he'll understand.. he does love you I can tell you that'' I reply getting up and making my way back into the living room. She needed some time to think, alone. I jumped onto the sofa which caused Faye to scream, aw she was cute.

''Aw sorry boo did I scare you?'' I chucked, scooping her up and placing her on my lap again. She snuggled into my chest, her arms hung around my neck as our lips collided. It was perfect.

{A/N; sorry its short and actually really shit, but I didn't know what to write for this and I needed to update so I hope you like it:') its just a bit of drama}