So bored… And in such a Swiftie mood… I guess it's time for another oneshot-songfic!

Here it is:

Max POV

I remember when we broke up the first time

Saying, "This is it, I've had enough," 'cause like

We hadn't seen each other in a month

When you said you needed space. (What?)

Hey, it's me, Maximum Ride. If you asked people to describe me in three words, those words would probably be kickass, independent, and annoying.

Kickass because… well, I figure that's self-explanatory.

Independent because I like to do things by myself, that way it's just easier. I only let one person help me, and that's my best friend.

And annoying, ah yes. I was often described this way because of my relationship. With who? None other than my on-again off-again boyfriend, Dylan Gunther-Hagen. People find it 'annoying' that we couldn't decide whether to be with each other or not. There were the select few that actually told me to my face. They ended up with injuries ranging from bruises to broken bones. But that that's another story…

Then you come around again and say

"Baby, I miss you and I swear I'm gonna change, trust me."

Remember how that lasted for a day?

I say, "I hate you," we break up, you call me, "I love you."

Right now, I'm off with Dylan. It's just annoying how much he goes and says he loves me and then never proves it. Yeah. That sounds like love, doesn't it?

Bring Bring Bring!

"Hello?" I answered my phone.

"Max?" I heard Dylan's irritating voice.

I sighed. "What is it?"

"I love you, baby. I don't want to be without you anymore." He said softly.

I rolled my eyes, though I knew he couldn't see it. "We've been off for a month Dylan. And you broke it off this time. I don't want to get back together."

"Please, Max?" The pleading in his voice got to me like always.

I muttered, "I'll think about it." And I hung up.

Oooh we called it off again last night

But oooh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you

We are never ever ever getting back together

We are never ever ever getting back together

You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me

But we are never ever ever ever getting back together

Like, ever...

I groaned and walked into my own living room. My best friend, Fang, was already on my couch.

"Why are you here, Fang?" I asked irritably.

"I was too tired to leave last night so I crashed on the couch." He shrugged.

I crossed my arms, still pissed from Dylan. "Well, why don't you just live here, then?"

"Dylan?" Fang asked, while popping some cereal in his mouth. I sighed and nodded, resting my head on Fang's shoulder.

"I don't know what to do." I whispered, admitting something I only would ever share with Fang.

I'm really gonna miss you picking fights

And me, falling for it screaming that I'm right

And you, would hide away and find your peace of mind

With some indie record that's much cooler than mine

Why would I get back together with Dylan? All he ever does is make me want to scream at him. That is most certainly not what I call love. But those eyes… they're my weakness.

Oooh, you called me up again tonight

But oooh, this time I'm telling you, I'm telling you

We are never ever ever getting back together

We are never ever ever getting back together

You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me (talk to me)

But we are never ever ever ever getting back together

Fang turned off the TV and looked at me. "You shouldn't get back together with him, Max."

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, first of all, you two have had more breakups than this century can handle." He pointed out and I snorted.

"And?" I asked.

"He's not the one for you, Max." Fang said seriously.

I laughed. "When did you turn into such a girl?"

He rolled his eyes, but I could tell he was serious when he told me Dylan wasn't the one.

Oooh yeah, oooh yeah, oooh yeah

Oh oh oh

I used to think that we were forever ever

And I used to say, "Never say never..."

"But we were so perfect before, Fang." I sighed.

"Yeah. But that's not now. I know there is someone out there for you now." He told me.

I smirked. "You don't know that."

He nodded. "Yeah, I do."

Huh, so he calls me up and he's like, "I still love you,"

And I'm like... "I just... I mean this is exhausting, you know, like,

We are never getting back together. Like, ever"

No!

A sudden whoosh struck inside of me and I knew Fang was right. There was someone for me. And he was standing right in freaking front of me! You don't see him? He's sitting there eating cocoa puffs on my couch, clad in black.

I feel like such an idiot. I whipped out my phone.

We are never ever ever getting back together

We are never ever ever getting back together

You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me

But we are never ever ever ever getting back together

I saw one new message. Oh, please don't be from Dylan! Yes, it's just Nudge. I opened it up.

I heard from Angel who heard from Kate who heard Star who heard from Ratchet who heard from Dylan that Dylan was trying to get you back! Is it true? What's up, girl?

I rolled my eyes at her message and began to type one of my own. But not to Nudge. To Dylan.

Hey Dylweed? We are never ever getting back together. EVER.

I smiled at my message before hitting the 'send' button.

We are not getting back together,

We oh, not getting back together

I slowly made my way to sit next to Fang. I flaunted my message in front of his face.

"Well, finally." He laughed and I grinned. I scooted closer to him. And closer. And closer. And finally, our lips connected. The kiss was nice, soft, and sweet.

After a few moments, the kiss ended.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to get it, Max." Fang smiled.

You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me (talk to me)

But we are never ever ever ever getting back together

I have to say, Dylan was peeved when he heard that Fang and I were together. All of our friends were ecstatic, though. We've been dating for a few months and it's nothing like what Dylan and I had. It's so much better.

As I looked down and Fang's fingers intertwined with mine, I knew what I had said to Dylan was true. We were never ever getting back together. After all, why would I get back together with Dylan, when I'll always be with Fang?

So Fax-y. So niiiice! Booyah! Take that, Dylan! Okay, thanks for reading! Before you leave, be sure to click those smexy review and favorite buttons, kay?

~Cake.