#max baker x reader

You're POV

I close my eyes as I feel the air hit my face, stirring my hair and making me feel completely free for the first time as long as I can remember. My smile grows listening to the song on the radio and a child's voice singing it next to me.

Georgia: But she caught me on the counter.- I hear how she sings and I open my eyes seeing her with a  big smile.

Austin: It wasn't me.- he answers happily.

Georgia: Saw me bangin' on the sofa.- continues the song.

Y/n/Austin: It wasn't me.- I sing, adding to the little dwarf.

Georgia: I even had her in the shower.- sings turning to see us.

Y/n/Austin: It wasn't me.- we sing again with smiles.

Georgia: She even caught me on camera.- she sings looking at us over her shoulder.

Y/n/Austin: It was..- we started to sing, but the radio turned off and we stopped singing.

Georgia: Hey.- she complains to Ginny, who is the one that is driving for now.

Ginny: Sorry, but do you think this is a suitable song for a 9-year-old boy?- she asks sarcastically and I roll my eyes in annoyance.

Georgia: Come on now, he doesn't even understand a single word.- she answers painting her toenails. -Honey, what's this song about?- she asks the boy on my left side.

Austin: To do it in the bathroom, record it and lie so you don't get caught.- he answers and I let out a loud laugh.

Georgia: Keep playing Harry Potter, honey.- she tells the youngest amused.

Y/n: Here, dwarf.- I say to my stepbrother, offering him my phone with the previously mentioned game and receiving a euphoric thank you from him.

I hear how Ginny begins to complain to her mother about her clothes, so I roll my eyes tired for the same thing and disconnect looking at the landscape so i don't have to listen to Virginia complaining.

I guess it's time to introduce myself, right? My name is Y/n Drexel and I am 16 years old. I am Georgia's stepdaughter and stepsister to both Austin and Ginny. Although the latter hates me or at least does not tolerate me at all.

My father was Kenny Drexel, or if you could call him that; since he was a monster and I'm glad he's dead. That man abused me since I can remember, my mother rejected me because I wasn't perfect like my older brother, so I was always with him and I couldn't get away from him for more than two days.

When my father met Georgia about a year ago, it was like a cool breeze came into the house and made my life a little brighter. She has always treated me like her own daughter and when she had the chance, she legally adopted me as her daughter.

When she discovered what my father did to me, she took care of me and protected me even more if that was possible. She promised me that she would take care of him, she assured me that she would protect me and make sure that I was safe. And she has fulfilled it.

My father died a month after that conversation, the mere news lifted a weight off my shoulders and I spent the whole day crying. But I didn't cry because of pain or sorrow, I cried because I was finally be free from him. 

Which was a very good thing for me, because at the funeral everyone believed that the loss of my father hurt me and I had a more credible pass because of my tears.

The only good thing my father has done is put on his will that I inherit half of his entire estate, while leaving the other half to Georgia. The best thing?? He didn't leave anything, ANYTHING to my brother and mother. That's what I'm most happy about.

Now we are moving to another city, far from where I have lived and grown up all my life. Away from all my bad memories. Far from my memories of HIM.

I would start a new life, with Georgia as my mother and Austin and Ginny as my brother and sister. Although Ginny didn't like my presence, nor the moving plan, much less the idea of starting over in another place.

I am a natural blonde with slightly darker parts, I have blue-green eyes, outlined eyebrows, a straight nose and thin but full lips. I measure around 1.74 cm and my body has a slim complexion, tending to sporty.

I am a very active person, I do sports practically every day and that makes me have a slightly myscled body, especially in the abdominal area. I am bisexual, but I have some insecurity towards men and I find it difficult to trust one for obvious reasons.

My physical appearance is somewhat similar to Georgia's, so we look alike visually and people think we are biological mother and daughter; or sisters. Something that raises her ego a lot and to tell the truth, that amuses me a lot.

I watch as we pull up at a gas station, so I jump out of the back of the convertible and stretch with a little groan; feeling my bones crack.

Georgia: I'm going to go in for something to eat.- she informs us getting out of the car.

Y/n: Can you buy me a Cola and some Doritos? - I ask her with a small pout.

Georgia: Of course I do.- she answers with a small laugh. -Do any of you want something?- she asks the other two.

Austin: I want some twizzlers.- he responds excitedly and his sister shakes her head.

Georgia: Fill up the tank, please.- she asks us and walks into the gas station store.

Ginny starts to fill up the gas tank while I lean against the trunk and push my sunglasses up on my head. She was wearing a comfortable outfit for the trip, short jeans, a black american eaglel t-shirt and white nikes.

Y/n: Excited about the new High School? - I ask my stepsister.

Ginny: Why would I be?- she growls with the gasoline hose in her hand. -Soon she will find someone else, she will get married and we will have to move again when they break up.- she says exasperated and begins to pour gasoline into the car.

Y/n: Don't look at it from that side.- I turned my face towards her. -Think of it as a new beginning, where maybe you can fit in and have friends.- I try to encourage her and help her see the good side of this.

Ginny: I don't think anything is going to change this time.- she denies confidently.

Y/n: I think it will, I feel that something good it's gonna happen and that we will have fun.- I assure her with a small smile.

She just denies it and continues with the gasoline. I turn my eyes forward, seeing a police car pass in front of us and I see how he looks at us for a few seconds.

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Today is our first day of high school, I'm not completely excited and I'm not completely disgusted about going either. It will be something new and for the first time, no one will know who my father is and the companies or money we have.

I decide to wear something simple, but at the same time stylish. I throw on a white short-sleeved T-shirt that hits just below my belly button, along with ripped-knee jeans, tall black vans, and a leather jacket.

I make sure that my hair looks good and that my makeup is completely natural and imperceptible. My straight hair has a few soft little waves, which keep it from looking too straight.

I put my pencil case along with a notebook in the backpack, my subject books along with a couple of extra things and close it. My backpack is a simple dark navy blue with a couple of patches on it. I pick up the phone and with the backpack on my shoulder I go down to the kitchen.

Georgia: Good morning, peach.- she greets me happily as soon as she sees me appear.

Y/n: Good morning.- I greeted happy, sitting on the bench and dropping the backpack on the ground.

Georgia: Your car has already arrived, so if you could take Ginny you would do me a huge favor and that way all I have to do is take Austin to his school. - she asks me, leaving a plate of waffles with fruit and cream in front of me.

Y/n: Sure.- I answer starting to eat.

Austin: Good morning.- He yells excitedly running into the kitchen.

Y/n: Good morning, young wizard.- I laugh at his emotion. -Ready for the first day?- I ask and help him sit on the bench next to me.

Austin: Yes, but I'm nervous and I want to have friends.- he answers with a bit of insecurity.

Y/n: Don't worry, you have magic on your side and Muggles are blind.- I whisper to him as if it were a secret and he laughs amused.

We have breakfast talking about the plans for the day, so that Georgia knows our plans and so she can contact us more easily. We finish eating breakfast and Ginny walks into the kitchen.

Y/n: Take anything, because we don't have time and we'll be late.- I tell her putting my plate in the dishwasher.

Ginny: You are taking me?- she asks with a growl.

Y/n: Either I take you or you walk.- I say picking up my backpack from the ground. -It's up to you.- I say leaving Austin a kiss on the head, a hug to Georgia as a farewell and I leave the kitchen.

I leave the house, seeing my car parked in the driveway next to Georgia's and smile with delight. My car is a gray-blue Jeep Renegade, a 16th birthday present from Georgia and my father, although it was clearly more from my now mother.

I get in the car, tossing my backpack to the back, and start it up. I buckle up, watching the brunette leave the house and walk to my car. Once she gets in the car and puts on her seatbelt on, I start the drive towards the high school.

When we get to the school I park in the front row, turning off the car and turning to face my sister.

Y/n: Before you enter.- I tell her taking off my belt. -Are you sure you want to go in with those clothes and not with something else? - I ask a little insecure.

Ginny: What's wrong with my clothes?- she asks with a frown and crossing her arms.

Y/n: It's very simple and nothing favorable.- I answer with a grimace.

Ginny: And?- ask defensively. -Just don't talk to me at school and act like we are strangers. –she tells me and with her bag in hand she gets out of the car.

I sigh, shaking my head and grabbing my backpack from the back seats. I get out of the car, blocking it and feeling the eyes on me. I straighten my back and with all the security of my body, I start walking towards the front door ignoring everyone.

As soon as I walk through the doors of the institute, I see the hallway in different colors and hormonal teenagers on each side. I take the paper with my schedule and locker out of the small pocket of my backpack; and I start walking towards my locker.

XY: Hey.- A guy with slightly long hair greets me, standing next to me and leaning on the locker next to mine.

Y/n: Hey? - I greeted somewhat insecurely and weirded out.

Marcus: My name is Marcus.- He introduces himself stretching out his hand. -You've moved into the house across from mine, haven't you?- he asks me after I shake his hand.

Y/n: I guess? - I ask, putting some books in the locker.

Marcus: Your mother stole my pot.- she tells me and I laugh with amusement.

Y/n: And what do you want me to do with that information? - I ask him with a smile, raising an eyebrow and staring at him.

Marcus: Nothing, it was just to know if you knew something.- he comments and I laugh.

Y/n: Well, I didn't know. But neither is something that surprises me.- I comment with a smile. -Do you still have pot? - I ask interested and closing the locker.

Marcus: Yes, why?- he asks confused, but with a croked smile on his face.

Y/n: In case you would give me a little or maybe we can smoke together.- I answer shrugging my shoulders.

Marcus: Do you feel like skipping classes and going to smoke?- he asks me and I bite my lip thinking.

Y/n: I can't.- I deny against my will. -But if the offer is still valid at lunchtime, I'll accept it then.- I commented and he smiled delightedly.

Marcus: We're meeting at the back of the dining room.- he tells me and walks away with his back.

Y/n: Deal.- I say a little loud.

I smile amused by the interaction and start walking towards my social class. When I look down the hall, searching for class 4C and I look at each door, but I can't find the one i want.

Y/n: Sorry.- I say stopping a girl with bangs and soft curls of black hair. -I can't find the 4C social class, do you know where it is?- I ask her kindly.

XX: Yes of course, right now I'm going to that same class and I can take you.- she offers me and I sigh calmly.

Y/n: Thank you.- I thank you with a smile. -I've been looking for the class for about five minutes and nothing.- I commit a little embarrassed and amused.

XX: It happens to all of us, It's something very normal when you're new.- she says with a small laugh. -My name is Norah anyway.- she introduces herself with a smile.

Y/n: I am Y/n.- I introduce myself in a friendly way.

Norah: Follow me or we'll be late and they'll tell us off.- she assures me amused and we both start walking. -Where do you come from?- she asks me interested.

Y/n: From Texas.- I answer with a small smile.

Norah: And what brings you to Wellsbury?- curious question.

Y/n: My father has died and my stepmother thought that it would be a good idea a change of air.- I answer her without giving it much importance.

Norah: Oh my god, I'm so sorry.- she apologizes immediately. -I didn't know, I shouldn't have asked or something like that.- she quickly denies.

Y/n: Don't worry, nothing's wrong.- I try to reassure her with a little laugh. -My father wasn't the best person in the world and his death hasn't been a big blow, really.- I assure her with a small smile.

Norah: Okay.- she says a little insecure.

We arrive at the class and she invites me to sit at the table to her right. She introduces me to her boyfriend Jordan when she walks in and the three of us have a quiet conversation. When the teacher comes in, she makes me introduce myself to everyone and begins to teach the class.

I take notes of what she says and underline some things in my book, so I know what to study for the exam. I also write down a couple of things on the book list for the course, crossing off the ones I've already read and making sure to check off the ones I need to buy.

I do the same in the next class, which I also share with the couple and is exactly the same as the previous class. They practically force me to present again, I get flirtatious looks and smiles from some guys. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Jordan: Do you want to eat with us? - he asks me when the class ends.

Y/n: I've met someone to eat, but thanks.- I answer with a grateful smile.

Norah: Well, see you in the next class.- she tells me and I nod to say goodbye to them.

I walk to the cafeteria, to buy myself lunch and then meet up with Marcus. I buy myself a slice of pizza, along with a small packet of chips, an apple and a bottle of water.

I pay for the food and walk to the back door of the dining room. As soon as I walk out the door, I see Marcus leaning against the brick wall and as soon as he sees me he walks over to me.

Y/n: Hello.- I greet you with a smile.

Marcus: Hey.- greets me with a smile. -How where your first classes? - he asks me starting to walk somewhere.

Y/n: To be honest, they were quite good, boring, but good.- I answer watching the soccer field. -What are we doing here?- I ask before taking a bite of my pizza.

Marcus: Under the bleachers is the safest place for some joints.- he answers and I stop walking a little insecure.

Y/n: And couldn't we do it here and that's it? - I ask feeling my heart begin to beat erratically and anxiety reach my stomach.

I haven't known Marcus for mor that 5 minutes and getting under the bleachers, alone with someone i don't know is not the safest option. 

Marcus: Because they would see us.- He answers as if it were obvious.

Y/n: But I don't think anyone is going to look here.- I say nervously, looking to the sides and seeing that there are hardly any people.

Marcus: Are you okay? - he asks with a certain tone of concern. -You've turned a little pale and you look scared.- he comments and I look at him swallowing the ball in my throat.

Y/n: Yes, yeah.- I say quickly. -I just don't like being under some stands, it makes me panic.- I say the first thing that comes to mind.

Marcus: We can try to smoke it on the stands and be as little noticeable as possible.- he tells me with a small nervous smile.

Y/n: Sounds good to me.- I answer and we get going again.

We got on the stands, trying not to be seen so much and we sat on top. As he starts rolling the joint, I keep munching on the pizza and trying to ignore the feeling of panic inside me.

Marcus: And why have you moved here? - he asks focused on what he has in his hands.

Y/n: My father died  a week ago and my stepmother has thought that it would be a good idea to move and start from scratch. - I answer finishing eating the pizza.

Marcus: Damn.- he says shocked and placing his fist in front of his mouth. -Thats bad.- he says and lights the joint.

Y/n: Don't swear on it.- I shake my head. -My father was a huge asshole and he's better off dead than alive.- I assure him, receiving the joint and taking a deep puff.

Marcus: But still, It's your father.- he comments receiving the joint.

Y/n: He was a monster.- I assure him releasing the smoke. -The only good thing he has done in his life, has been to give me half of everything he had and leave my custody to my stepmother.- I tell him honestly, taking another drag on the joint. -My stepmother is the one who has taken away your weed by the way.- I remind him amused.

Marcus: No one would say so.- he says with a frown. -The truth is that you look more like her than your sister.- he comments with a small laugh.

Y/n: Ginny? - I ask passing him the joint and he nods. -She's my stepsister and if you say it because of her skin; It's because her father is black and she has inherited it in a lighter tone. - I tell him, trying not to sound racist and nothing like that.

Marcus: She's a bit rude.- he comments and I choke on the smoke when I laugh.

Y/n: Oh my god.- I cough letting the smoke out of my lungs. - I'm sure it hasn't been her 100% rudnes. - I assure her amused.

Marcus: You're completely different.- He says like it's a great point.

I laugh denying with my head and we continue talking about other things. He tells me about the things to do in Wellsbury and what is done for fun here. Shortly after we split up to go back to class and meet in the parking lot to go do something in the afternoon.

The rest of the classes go by quickly and I'm sure it's because of my high. When Jordan sees me, he laughs and asks me meaningless questions. Although I don't know if they really don't make sense or if my cloudy mind is not able to find it.

Maxine POV

Ginny is super cute and super cool. Right now we are in my room, after having slipped out of class to eat and spend time getting to know each other. She's so cute and everything she says sounds soooo good.

Max: It looks good on you.- I say lying on the bed, when I see her try on a jacket that I stole from my brother. -You can keep it.- I offer without much importance.

Ginny: Really?- she asks me surprised.

Max: Of course, it looks better on you than it ever has on me.- I assure her looking at herself in the mirror. -The amount of jobs we have in literature is incredible and it's only the first day. - I complain looking at my laptop.

Ginny: Mr. Gitten is a real asshole.- she says sitting in my hammock.

Max: He is drunk by power and wants to torture us.- I assure her with a grimace on myface.

Ginny: It's like, "I'm sorry but you're a loser."- she says and I laugh in agreement with her.

Max: Yes! "I'm sorry that you have a small dick and nobody wants to touch it."- I say with a small movement of the head.

Ginny: "I'm sorry you're going bald, it must be very hard."- she says and let out a little laugh.

Max: And how about Wellsbury? It's a paradise or not?- I ask interested looking at her.

Ginny: It's weird.- she answers me with a grimace.

Max: By the way, I have to ask you in a subtle way and by chance if you have a boyfriend.- I say, remembering Hunter's message about my new friend. -Hunter wants to know.- I comment completely amused.

Ginny: No, I've never had a boyfriend.- she answers. -I've never kissed a boy, we move around a lot and I'm always the new girl.- She finishes explaining and I look at her with a little grimace.

Max: That sounds awful; or potentially exciting.- I say with a bit of mystery. -You can change your personality.- I say thinking of all the possible possibilities.

Ginny: You'd get along great with my mother.- she tells me and I bite my lip delighted.

Max: I would love it, God it would be amazing.- I assure her, looking back at my laptop screen.

We continue to talk about his mother and her story. But let me tell you, her mother is hot, HOT!! and if she was our age and bi; I would try to date her with all my might.

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Yesterday was a great day and today is being perfect too. Now I'm with Ginny in the front of the school, talking about Vanderpump Rules, although it's more like I'm talking and Ginny is listening.

Max: Hunter, do you watch Vanderpump Rules? - I ask my friend when he appears.

Hunter: I don't, sorry.- he answers with his usual kind way.

Max: Ginny neither, how uneducated you two are.- I tell them both. -But tonight we'll see it at my house if you wanna come.- I invite him and I see the grin on Hunt's face disapear.

Hunter: I was going to ask you if you wanted to go out later, but...- he tells looking at my friend and I immediately understand.

Max: No, you can go out.- I say with a hand movement. -Yes, she can.- I quickly tell my friend.

Hunter: But you said...- he starts but I interrupt him again.

Max: The program is the worst, as soon as the cast turns 30 it's a shame.- I quickly excuse myself so that my friend can go out with him on a date.

Hunter: Okay, so do you feel like it? - he asks my friend and I nod.

Ginny: Sure.- he answers without thinking too much about it and I hold back the excited cry that I want to let out.

Hunter: Perfect, then it's a date.- he tells her and smiled helplessly.

Ginny: A date? You say as friends? - she asks and I look at her strangely.

Hunter: Or as a date.- he answers slightly excited.

Ginny: Ahh... Sure, if it's okay.- she accepts and I bite my lip happily. -A date.- she says and I can't help noticing her cringe.

Hunter: Cool.- he says and leaves with a big smile.

Max: Texas you have a date!!! - I say excited. -I have to lend you some clothes, because I've seen yours and it's not very there.- I tell her pointing the clothes she's wearing and trying to control myself. -I'm sooooooo excited!!- I say with a slightly higher voice.

Ginny: I've never been on a date.- she reminds me and I panic.

Max: Oh god! is it your first date? - I ask without waiting for an answer. -This is big.- I exclaimed.

Ginny: It's not that big of a deal.- she tells me and I look at her like she's crazy.

Max: I'm going to ignore that, because obviously this really is a big deal.- I assure her. -Hunter Chen is hot and he's a good guy. I'll come around 6 o'clock to help you. - I tell her excited about the plan.

Brodie: Damn!.- he exclaims when he stands next to us. -Who is that?- he asks and I follow his gaze.

Max: That's Ginny's mother.- I answer with a little sigh of love and he whistles. -I know.- I agree with him.

XX: Ginny picnic in the car.- says an impressive blonde when she passes by us. -Goodbye, Norah and Jordan.- she greets them and I open my mouth impressed by her hoarse but at the same time soft and feminine voice. SEXY.

Ginny: I'm going.- she tells that sexy godnes a little loudly.

I just watch the girl walk away, seeing how her jeans cling to her legs and reveal an ass like a matured peach. Her hair blows in the wind, like she's in a movie and it's dancing around her in waves of perfection.

The profile of her face is perfect, the little I've seen has made me fall in love and delighted my eyes for the rest of my life. I have to know who she is, how she knows Ginny and if I have any minuscule chance with her.

Max: Who is she? - I ask completely in love and watching how she hugs Georgia. -I didn't know you had a sister.- I tell my friend taking my eyes from the two blonde beautys for three seconds and I see her frown at my question.

Ginny: She's my stepsister.- she answers rolling her eyes.

Brodie: Well, shes's hot.- he coments and I hit him in the arm. -Hey!- he claims, rubbing his arm.

Max: I've seen her first.- I growl at him and look over at the love of my life again.

Ginny: I'm leaving now.- she says goodbye to us and walks quickly towards her mother's convertible.

Max: How do you know that beauty? - I ask my friends.

Norah: She is practically in almost all of our classes and we talk.- she answers me with a smile. -She's quite nice, besides she's clearly a good student and I'm sure I already have a study partner.- she says with some emotion, since none of us really like to study and she's a study group type.

Max: And why haven't you introduced her to me?- I ask her. -Do you know if it's Gay, Bi or straight? - I ask her quickly, before she can answer my previous question.

Norah: I haven't talked about her sexuality with her.- she denies amused. -I met her yesterday and I don't go around asking about sexualities as soon as I know someone.- she says laughing.

I just start planning in my head, how to approach her and not look creepy. In the afternoon I'll go to Ginny's house, so I'll take the opportunity to see if she's there too and try to start a conversation with her.

But i have to be very subtle about how freaking hot and beatyfull i think she is, or shis going to think that im some kind of weird creep and not talk to me for the rest of my life.

So I have to be subtle, casual, natural, relaxed.... But how the hell i'm going to be relaxed infront of such a beauty. Ugh!!!!!!!

Three weeks earlier

The sound of Max's laughter filled your bedroom as she sprawled across your bed, homework forgotten as she regaled you with another story about her latest photography project. The golden hour light streamed through your window, catching the highlights in her dark hair and making her brown eyes sparkle with mischief.

"And then Mr. Peterson tried to tell me that my composition was 'too avant-garde' for a high school portfolio," she said, using air quotes and adopting a pompous voice. "Like, sir, have you seen actual art? This is nothing."

You were supposed to be listening, really you were, but instead you found yourself studying the curve of her smile, the way she gestured with her entire body when she got excited, the small dimple that appeared in her left cheek when she grinned like this. Your heart did that fluttering thing again, the one that had been happening more and more lately.

"Earth to Y/N," Max said, waving a hand in front of your face. "You're staring at me weird again."

Heat rushed to your cheeks. "Sorry, just tired."

Max's expression softened. "You've been saying that a lot lately. Everything okay?"

The concern in her voice made your chest tight. This was the problem – Max cared. She cared so much, and she was always checking in, always making sure you were okay, always being the most incredible friend in the world. And somewhere along the way, 'friend' had stopped being enough.

"Yeah, everything's fine," you lied, forcing a smile. "Just stressed about the SATs."

Max studied your face for a moment longer, like she could see right through you. Which, knowing Max, she probably could. But she didn't push, just reached over and squeezed your hand.

"Well, if you need help studying, you know I'm here. We're in this together, remember?"

The warmth of her hand in yours sent electricity up your arm. You pulled away perhaps a little too quickly, missing the flash of hurt that crossed her features.

"Right. Together."

Two weeks earlier

The Blue Farm Café was busy for a Tuesday afternoon, filled with the usual mix of Wellsbury residents and teenagers escaping homework. You and Max had claimed your usual corner booth, the one with the slightly wobbly table that Max always fixed by folding up a napkin and shoving it under the leg.

"I still can't believe Ginny actually said that to her mom," Max was saying, stirring extra sugar into her coffee. "Like, I know Georgia can be intense, but calling her a liar in front of everyone at dinner? That's brutal even for Ginny."

You nodded, only half-listening as you watched Max's hands move. She had beautiful hands – long fingers, always adorned with different rings she'd collected from thrift stores and vintage shops. Today she was wearing the silver one with the tiny moon that you'd bought her for her birthday.

"Y/N." Max's voice was sharp now. "You're doing it again."

"Doing what?"

"That thing where you pretend to listen but you're actually somewhere else entirely." She leaned back in the booth, crossing her arms. "What's going on with you lately? And don't say you're tired or stressed or whatever. I know you, and this isn't normal."

Your stomach churned. The concerned look in Max's eyes was almost too much to bear. How could you explain that the reason you'd been distracted was because you'd spent the last month falling helplessly in love with your best friend? How could you tell her that every casual touch, every shared laugh, every moment of easy intimacy was slowly killing you because you wanted more – so much more – than she could give?

"It's nothing, Max. Really."

"Bullshit." The word came out harder than intended, and Max immediately looked apologetic. "Sorry, I just... I'm worried about you. We tell each other everything, right? We always have."

The weight of your secret felt crushing. You'd never kept anything from Max before. She knew about your parents' messy divorce, about your anxiety attacks during freshman year, about your embarrassing crush on the barista at the coffee shop downtown. She knew everything except the one thing that mattered most.

"I know. I just need some space to figure things out."

Max's face fell. "Space? From me?"

"Not from you specifically, just... space in general."

It was a lie and you both knew it. Max's expression shifted, hurt replacing concern.

"Okay," she said quietly. "If that's what you need."

The rest of the afternoon passed in uncomfortable silence, both of you picking at your food and avoiding eye contact. When Max offered to drive you home, you declined, saying you wanted to walk. The hurt in her eyes as you left her sitting alone in that booth would haunt you for weeks.

One week earlier

Avoiding Max at school was harder than you'd anticipated. Wellsbury High wasn't that big, and you shared three classes together plus lunch. You'd started eating in the library, claiming you needed quiet to study, and taking different routes between classes.

It was working, mostly, until you literally ran into her outside the art building.

"Oh! Sorry, I—" You looked up to find Max staring down at you, her expression unreadable. "Hi."

"Hi yourself." She didn't move, effectively blocking your path. "How's the studying going?"

"Fine. Good. Really good, actually."

"That's great." Her voice was flat. "I'm glad you're getting so much done in the library during lunch. Must be nice having all that quiet time."

The sarcasm in her tone made you wince. "Max—"

"No, it's cool. I get it. Sometimes you need space." She stepped aside, gesturing for you to pass. "Don't let me keep you from wherever you're rushing off to."

You wanted to say something, to explain, to fix the growing rift between you. But what could you say? The truth was impossible, and any lie would just make things worse.

"I'll see you around," you mumbled, hurrying past her.

"Yeah," Max called after you. "Maybe you will."

Present day

The autumn air was crisp as you hurried down the hallway, clutching your books tighter against your chest. You could hear Max's voice calling your name from behind, but you didn't slow down. You couldn't. Not when your heart was doing that stupid fluttering thing it had been doing for weeks now whenever she was around.

"Y/N! Seriously, what the hell?" Max's footsteps quickened behind you, and you knew there was no escaping this time. Her hand caught your arm, spinning you around to face her in an empty corridor near the art wing.

Maxine Baker-Chen stood there, her dark hair slightly messy from chasing after you, brown eyes flashing with a mixture of hurt and frustration. She looked beautiful, which was exactly the problem.

"We need to talk," she said, not letting go of your arm. "Like, actually talk. Not this weird dance we've been doing where you pretend you don't see me and I pretend it doesn't hurt."

Your stomach dropped. "Max, I—"

"No." She held up her free hand. "I'm talking first. We've been best friends since I moved to Wellsbury. We've told each other everything. We've had sleepovers where we stayed up until three AM talking about life and dreams and all that deep stuff. And now suddenly you can't even look at me?"

You pulled your arm free, taking a step back. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows in the empty hallway. "It's complicated."

"Complicated how?" Max stepped closer, her voice softer now but no less intense. "Did I do something? Say something? Because I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out what I did wrong, and I'm coming up empty."

The vulnerability in her voice made your chest ache. You'd been so focused on protecting yourself that you hadn't considered how your sudden distance might be affecting her. Max, who had trust issues from her parents' messy relationship. Max, who had opened up to you about feeling like people always left.

"You didn't do anything wrong," you whispered, staring at the linoleum floor.

"Then what is it?" She moved closer again, and you could smell her vanilla perfume, could feel the warmth radiating from her body. "Talk to me. Please."

You closed your eyes, feeling tears prick at the corners. The words felt stuck in your throat, heavy and terrifying. But Max deserved the truth, didn't she? Even if it ruined everything.

"I'm in love with you."

The confession hung in the air between you like a bomb waiting to explode. You kept your eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to see the look of shock or disgust or pity that was probably crossing her face right now.

The silence stretched on for what felt like forever.

"Y/N," Max's voice was barely a whisper.

"I know, okay?" The words came tumbling out now that the dam had broken. "I know it's weird and probably ruins everything between us, but I can't help it. I've been trying to get over it, trying to put some distance between us so maybe these feelings would go away, but they haven't. If anything, they've gotten stronger."

You finally opened your eyes, expecting to see Max backing away, maybe looking uncomfortable or confused. Instead, she was staring at you with an expression you couldn't quite read.

"You've been avoiding me," she said slowly, "because you're in love with me?"

"Yes." The word came out as barely a breath.

"You idiot." But she was smiling now, a soft, almost relieved smile that made your heart skip. "You beautiful, ridiculous idiot."

Before you could ask what she meant, Max closed the distance between you, her hands coming up to cup your face gently. Her thumbs brushed over your cheekbones, wiping away tears you didn't realize had fallen.

"I've been in love with you too," she whispered. "I thought maybe... I hoped maybe you felt the same way, but then you started pulling away and I figured I'd imagined all the moments between us."

"Max..." You could barely breathe.

"All those times we almost kissed? During movie nights when we'd fall asleep tangled up together? The way you look at me sometimes like I'm the only person in the world?" Her voice was soft, vulnerable. "I felt it too."

Your hands came up to cover hers where they rested against your face. "Really?"

Instead of answering with words, Max leaned in and kissed you. It was soft at first, tentative, like she was giving you a chance to pull away. But you didn't pull away. Instead, you melted into her, your arms wrapping around her waist as you kissed her back with all the pent-up longing you'd been carrying for months.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathing hard. Max rested her forehead against yours, her eyes still closed.

"Promise me something," she whispered.

"Anything."

"Next time you're scared about your feelings, talk to me instead of running away. We're in this together now, okay?"

You nodded, unable to speak past the emotion clogging your throat. Max Baker-Chen loved you back. Max Baker-Chen had kissed you in an empty school hallway like something out of a movie.

"Okay," you finally managed. "Together."

She grinned then, that bright, mischievous smile that had made you fall for her in the first place. "Good. Now come on, we have a lot of lost time to make up for."

As she took your hand and led you down the hallway, you couldn't help but smile. You'd been so afraid of losing her friendship that you'd almost lost her entirely. But now, walking hand in hand with the girl you loved, you realized that sometimes the scariest leaps were the ones most worth taking.

The autumn sun streamed through the windows, painting everything in golden light, and for the first time in weeks, everything felt exactly as it should be.

Later that evening

Max's bedroom was exactly as you remembered it – organized chaos with photographs covering every available wall space, fairy lights strung haphazardly around the room, and clothes draped over her desk chair. She'd insisted on going back to her place after school, claiming you both had "three weeks of best friend time to make up for."

Now you were curled up on her bed while she rummaged through her desk drawer, looking for something.

"Found it," she said triumphantly, pulling out a small photo album. She climbed onto the bed beside you, close enough that you could feel the warmth of her body against yours. "I made this after our first month of friendship. I was going to give it to you but then I thought it might be too much, too soon."

She opened the album, revealing carefully curated photos of the two of you from various adventures around Wellsbury. There was one from your first coffee date at Blue Farm, both of you making ridiculous faces at the camera. Another from the Halloween party where you'd gone as each other, swapping clothes and trying to mimic each other's mannerisms. Page after page of memories, of moments you'd forgotten but she'd preserved.

"Max," you breathed, touched beyond words. "This is incredible."

"Look at this one," she said, pointing to a photo near the end of the album. It was from last month, taken at the town festival. You were both laughing at something off-camera, but in the photo, Max was looking at you instead of whatever was funny. The expression on her face was soft, almost reverent.

"I remember taking this," she said quietly. "You had cotton candy in your hair and you were laughing so hard you couldn't breathe. And I just... I couldn't look away. That's when I knew."

"Knew what?"

"That I was in love with you." She turned to face you fully. "I've been carrying this around for weeks, looking at this photo and wondering if I was imagining the way you looked at me sometimes. If I was seeing what I wanted to see."

You studied the photo more closely. In it, you were indeed looking at Max too, your expression mirroring hers – soft and full of longing.

"We're both idiots," you said with a laugh. "Look at us, we're literally making heart eyes at each other."

"The biggest idiots," Max agreed, giggling. "All this time we could have been together, and instead we were pining like characters in a bad romance novel."

She closed the album and set it aside, then turned back to you. The mood shifted, becoming more serious.

"Can I ask you something?" she said.

"Anything."

"When did you know? When did you realize you were in love with me?"

You thought about it for a moment, trying to pinpoint the exact moment when friendship had blossomed into something deeper.

"Remember that night in September when you came over after fighting with your dad about the college applications?" you began. "You were so upset, and we ended up talking until sunrise about dreams and fears and what we wanted our lives to look like. And there was this moment, right before dawn, when you fell asleep with your head on my shoulder, and I just... I looked at you sleeping in the morning light and thought 'I want to wake up like this every day for the rest of my life.'"

Max's eyes had gone soft and dreamy. "I remember that night. I almost kissed you when I woke up. You were already awake, just watching me sleep, and you looked so peaceful. I wanted to kiss you so badly it physically hurt."

"Why didn't you?"

"Same reason you didn't tell me you loved me – I was scared. Scared of ruining what we had, scared you didn't feel the same way, scared of losing the most important person in my life."

You reached for her hand, intertwining your fingers. "We wasted so much time being scared."

"But we're here now," Max said, squeezing your hand. "That's what matters."

She leaned in and kissed you again, slower this time, deeper. When you broke apart, you were both breathless.

"So what happens now?" you asked.

Max grinned, that mischievous spark back in her eyes. "Now we make up for lost time. Starting with that sleepover we never got to have as girlfriends."

"Girlfriends," you repeated, testing the word. It felt right on your tongue.

"Unless you prefer 'partners in crime'? 'Significant others'? 'The loves of each other's lives'?"

You laughed, pulling her closer. "I like girlfriends. Though 'loves of each other's lives' has a nice ring to it too."

Max settled against your side, her head finding its familiar place on your shoulder. But this time, there was no pretending it was just friendly cuddling. This time, you could run your fingers through her hair without hiding how much you loved the silky texture. This time, when she pressed a kiss to your collarbone, you didn't have to pretend your heart wasn't racing.

"I love you," Max whispered against your skin.

"I love you too," you whispered back.

Outside, Wellsbury was settling into another peaceful evening, unaware that in Max's bedroom, two best friends had finally become something more. And as you drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, you couldn't help but think that all the fear and confusion and weeks of avoidance had been worth it to end up here – exactly where you belonged.

Maxine POV

Today was the most important day of my life. Today we were opening the Sing Sing musical and I was soo excited. The stupid Sophie Sanchez isn't going to spoil my big day, she and her "I don't feel like I should" fuck with this day.

Today I am the protagonist and all the attention will be focused on me completely. So I'm going to give it my all, be the best lead of all and ignore all the bad things that are happening in my life right now.

Like the betrayal of which I assumed was my best friend, who has been talking and sending dirty pictures behind my back to my brother. I can't believe that Ginny could betrayed me like that.

Me thinking about her, avoiding throwing myself at her stepsister, with whom by the way she doesn't even get along with, and she stabs me in the back. I can't believe she did something so low, so mean to me and didn't even think to tell me.

I love Y/n, I really really like her and have avoided being alone with her for a while now. Apart from the fact that she is the most attractive person I landed my eyes on. I haven't wanted to act on my feelings for her out of respect for Ginny, so I've focused on Sophie and look how that turned out.

Right now I am behind the curtain, fully prepared and ready to start the musical. But a person interrupts my peace of mind and I can't help but roll my eyes at the presence of said person.

Ginny: Max hey.- she greets me but I just ignore her. -Hey, why are you ignoring me?- she asks me, confused and I roll my eyes from her cynicism.

Max: For getting into the role.- I answer seriously and without wanting to argue at this moment.

Ginny: Max stop.- she says following me. -Are you mad at me?- she asks me confused and I can't help but roll my eyes again at how good of an actress she is.

Max: Puff.- I sigh annoyed and impressed by her performance.

Ginny: What?- she asks confused. -I love you so much, you're my best friend and I don't understand why you're so rude for no reason.- she says and I can't believe her cynicism right now.

XY: Everyone to their posts, to their posts.- says the director of the play. -You, shine like a star.- he tells me making me smile, but as soon as he leaves that smile disappears and I look angrily at my "friend".

Ginny: Max please tell me what I've done.- he asks me and I'm sick of this.

Max: You slept with my brother.- I answer and go on stage leaving her behind.

I forgot the conversation I just had, because she doesn't deserve to spoil my acting and take away the good experience of this day. Today I am the star, so I am not going to allow her drama and her betrayal to take away the prominence from me.

As soon as the first part of the performance is over, I walk past her and order her out into the hallway with me. I plan to end this now and I do not intend to touch this subject again at another time.

Ginny: Max.- she calls me walking behind me.

Max: Ginny shut up.- I order her angrily without stopping my walk.

Ginny: Max seriously, I can explain it.- she tells me and I point towards the interior of the theater.

Max: Seriously, the play.- I tell her and walk a little more before stopping in the middle of the hallway. -Talk.- I order annoyed.

Ginny: Max, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I had never had a friend like you and I didn't want to screw everything up.- she apologizes and I can't believe the cheap excuse she uses.

Max: No, don't give me the bullshit about the new girl Ginny.- I say hurt. -You're my best friend and you lied to me from the beginning? - I ask disappointed.

Ginny: I wanted to tell you, really.- she assures me defensively. -But I thought there was nothing going on with Marcus, and then you were very sad about Sophie and I couldn't.- she says in her defense.

Max: Yes, you could.- I quickly point out. -You say "Hey Max, I'm an asshole and I want to tell you the truth that I'm not really a virgin and that I lied to you about it and about sleeping with your brother".- I tell her angry and hurt by the lies.

Norah: Okay girls, girls let's calm down.- she tells us, appearing out of nowhere.

Max: No Norah, you don't want to play Switzerland in this.- I say fed up with her attitude of peacemaker.

Norah: Hey, you don't need to yell at me.- she says with a certain annoying tone.

Ginny: You told Max about Marcus, you were the one who told me to shut up? - she asks Abby and I look at them completely surprised and hurt by the new information.

Abby: Amm, wow, it wasn't me.- she denies and I don't know who to believe or what to believe anymore.

Max: You knew and you made me tell you, pretending to be surprised and outraged? - I ask my redheaded friend hurt. -My God Abby, wow.- I say disappointed. -Did you know it too?- I ask Norah.

Norah: I don't, swear.- She quickly denies it and I have no choice but to believe her.

Abby: Max I didn't want to hurt you.- she tells me in her defense.

Max: It's funny, because hurting me is the only thing that all the people who are telling me that do. - I say with an immense desire to cry. -I can't even look at you.- I tell my friend.

Ginny: Max.- she calls me in the form of a plea.

Hunter: Hey.- he says appearing in the corridor and we all remain silent for a second.

Abby: Ginny has cheated on you.- she says directly to the boy. -Yes, she slept with Marcus.- she says and I only stare at what was my best friend.

Hunter: Is it true? - he asks after approaching her.

Ginny: Hunter.- she says a little choppy.

Max: Turns out Ginny wasn't the person we thought she was.- I say angrily. -She has secrets, do you know that sexy photo she sent you?- I ask my friend without taking my eyes off Ginny.

Hunter: Why did you tell her?- he asks his girlfriend, although not for much longer.

Max: Well, it turns out that she also sent it to Marcus, just before you sang that song for her.- I finish telling him, seeing the pain and betrayal in my friend's eyes. -Because that's the kind of person she is.- I assure seeing how she is about to cry and although in any other case I would comfort her, today I don't feel like it and she doesn't deserve it either.

Everything gets worse when my brother appears in the hall. I can't believe he's such a jerk, enough to hook up with my best friend behind my back and not tell me. Worst of all, according to my brother, it's a mistake, but that mistake has broken my friendship and my trust in three people.

Max: And I respected your request of not going out with Y/n, because I was your friend and I didn't want to betray you.- I say with an ironic laugh. -But you go behind my back and do exactly what you asked me not to do with your step-sister.- I shake my head, fed up and tired of this conversation.

I watch as Hunter hits my brother, but I don't feel sorry and I'm actually glad he did it. I deny with my head and decide to return inside the theater since I still have the second act to do.

Abby: Max, Max wait.- she says trying to stop me.

Max: No no no.-I deny letting go of her grip. -Don't talk to me.- I ask and walk into the theater.

I'm a complete stupid. I do not understand what I have done to deserve this, but I know that I do not deserve it and that I am suffering unfairly. I just want to get this over with, so I can go home and go to bed and cry.

POV You

The musical has been awesome and Max's performance has been incredible. I had never seen her sing or act, so seeing her do it tonight has been incredible and I was practically the whole performance with my mouth wide open.

I had bought Max some flowers, to congratulate her on her performance and to try to cheer her up on her recent breakup with Sophie. I had found out from Abby this morning, so I have sent her some stickers to amuse her and cheer her up a bit, although I have not received any response from her.

So I stay waiting in the hall at the exit, waiting for Max to come out of the locker room changed so I can give her the flowers. I see how the people in the public are leaving, leaving fewer and fewer people in the school.

Then I start to see some of the actors come out, talking to each other and celebrating the success of the musical. But it's been almost an hour and Max still hasn't come out. Her friends had left very early on and she dindn't go with them, so she should still be in high school.

When I see Riley leaving with another girl, I decide to go over and ask her if Max is still inside and if she's missing a lot to get out.

Y/n: Hi Riley.- I greet her kindly. -Incredible performance by the way.- I congratulate her, seeing how she smiles at me in gratitude and says something to her friend.

Riley: Thank you very much Y/n.- thanks me and looks at the flowers in my hands.

Y/n: Yeah, I wanted to ask you if Max has long before she gets out?- I ask her and she looks at me with ¿pity? I'm not sure.

Riley: Max has been gone for about forty minutes or something like that.- she tells me and I nod embarrassed.

Y/n: Okay, thanks anyway.- I thank her feeling ridiculous. -And congratulations to both of you for your performances.- I congratulate them again, as I walk back and walk away from the site.

Riley: Thanks again.- She thanks me a little funny.

I just give them one last smile and leave the building as quickly as possible. I can't believe the embarrassment I've been through right now. I'm an idiot and I just made a fool of myself with the flowers and all.

I'm sure that on Monday, the whole school will know that I waited for Max for an hour with flowers, just for her to be long gone. I'll be the laughingstock.

I decide to drive home and drop by hers to give her the flowers. I mean, I've been waiting an hour and I'm not coming back home with the flowers. So I drive home, taking ten minutes and parking the car next to my mother's.

I quickly get out of it, closing it and running towards the house across the street. I fix my clothes quickly, before knocking on the door and being greeted by Ellen.

Ellen: Hi honey, I don't think this is the best time for you to talk to Marcus.- she tells me seriously, but at the same time sad and with a grimace on her lips.

Y/n: Oh, I didn't come to see Marcus.- I deny a little embarrassed and show her the flowers. -I came to congratulate Max on the musical, I've been waiting at high school but they just told me that she had left and I don't want to go home with the flowers.- I tell her and I see how she smiles tenderly.

Ellen: I don't know Y/n, it's not the best time and I think it's better that you come back tomorrow.- she says with a little uncertain sigh.

Y/n: That's okay. - I deny with a little grimace and with some sadness. -Can you give it to her from me then.- I say embarrassed and I extend the bouquet of pink lilies to her.

Ellen: Wait a second, the show ended more than an hour and a half ago.- she comments with surprise. -Have you been waiting until now at school?- she asks me with surprise.

Y/n: I wanted to give her the flowers and congratulate her.- I answer with a little grimace.

Ellen: Things aren't at their best right now.- she comments somewhat seriously and I nod with a small sigh.

Y/n: I understand.- I accept surrendered. -I suppose I'll come another time and buy some new flowers.- I comment looking at the flowers in my hands, knowing that they'll go bad and it's better to buy new ones. -Good night then.- I say as a farewell with a sad face.

Ellen: Wait.- I stop with a small sigh. -Max is in her room, maybe you can cheer her up a bit and improve things a bit.- she tells me and I take a step forward uncertainly.

Y/n: Are you sure. I can return another day without problems and I understand that this is not the best moment. - I assure you without wanting to impose myself.

Ellen: Don't worry, the problems I have with your mother don't go with you and you don't deserve the consequences.- she comments, stepping aside and letting me into her house.

Y/n: Wait, did you say that you have problems with my mother? - I asked confused, because I didn't know that they had argued or something like that.

Ellen: We've had a disagreement dear, but you have nothing to do with it and you're always very polite.- she answers me with a small smile. -The differences in the education of our children that your mother and I have are our business.- he tells me and I nod.

Y/n: I know it's not my place and that I respect you Ellen.- I tell her a little nervous. -But Georgia is the best stepmother I could have asked for, I know she's not the most common and she's not the most normative mother in the world either.- I say seriously. -But everything she does, it's for the good of the people she loves and cares about. Either hide information or cover the bruises that your father left you.- I tell her honestly.

Ellen: Honey.- she says saddened.

Y/n: The things she does are driven by love, I'm sure whatever the reason for your dispute is: I can assure you that her intention was not to betray you, hurt you or any of those things. But to protect you and maybe try to prevent you from stressing or suffering for some reason.- I say in defense of Georgia, knowing how she acts and knowing what she is capable of doing. -Now I'm going to congratulate Max and I'm going home.- I tell her with a small smile.

Ellen: No need honey.- she tells me and I look at her confused. -It's already late and even if you live in the house across the street, it's better that you stay here to sleep and I'll take care of telling your mother.- she offers me with a smile and I smiled back.

Y/n: Thank you very much Mrs. Baker.- I thank excitedly.

Ellen: Stop calling me Mrs. Baker, call me Ellen and go up to Max's room.- she says and I nod practically running upstairs.

I walk up the stairs of the house, past Marcus's room and stopping in front of Max's. I knock on the door, hearing her growl from the other side of the door and telling me to get out. Although she really doesn't know it's me and thinks I'm her mother.

Y/n: Are you really not going to let me in?- I ask her with a smile, opening the door and poking my head behind the door.

Max: Honestly, I don't want to see you Y/n.- she tells me in a bad mood and I look at her confused.

She is lying face down on her bed, in her pajamas and without any trace of makeup on her face. Her hair is tied up in a bun and I can appreciate her reddish eyes, probably from crying.

Y/n: Now what have I done? - I ask confused, entering the room and closing the door behind me.

Max: Don't play dumb.- she says harshly and I get even more confused.

Y/n: I'm not playing dumb, I really don't know what you're talking about and what I'm supposedly done.- I assure her, walking a couple of steps towards her. -I just came to congratulate you on the musical and to give you some flowers.- I say, stretching out the flowers.

Max: I appreciate it.- she tells me sitting on the bed and receiving the flowers. -But I don't believe that you don't know anything.- denies without believing me.

Y/n: I'm being honest, I don't know what you're talking about and if you don't tell me I can't know what you're talking about.- I assure her approaching and sitting on the bed, leaving my right side in front of her.

Max: About Ginny and Marcus.- she tells me and I look at her confused.

Y/n: What do they have to do with each other? from what i know they hardly speak.- I comment confused; trying to understand what's going on.

Max: Wait.- she says looking at me with surprise and disbelief. -You really don't know anything about Ginny and my brother?_ asks raising both of her eyebrows.

Y/n: What am I supposed to know? - I ask a little nervous, since I can expect anything from my stepsister and now I don't think it's a good thing.

Max: They've had sex.- She answers me directly and I open my eyes in surprise.

Y/n: Wait what?- I ask in shock. -That can't be right, Ginny can't stand your brother and she's with Hunter.- I deny without thinking. -I mean, Ginny isn't quite what she seems, but she appreciates you and I highly doubt she'd do something so despicable to you.- I say, unable to believe it, because if it's true and she's done it.... that means I've been wasting time.

If what Max is telling me is true, that means that Ginny is a hypocrite and that she has done what she practically forbade me to do. She has slept with my best friend, when she forbade me to even approach Max in a friendly way, let alone romantically.

She's a huge hypocrite, I didn't see the need to tell her anything about Marcus; but because I didn't care and because I thought I wouldn't be able to do that to Max. But I realize how wrong I've been.

All this only makes my anger double. Not only because of her lack of ethics and her betrayal to her best friend. But also because she forbade me from getting close to her friend, with whom I get along great and with whom I am completely in love with. 

But while she forbade me and killed me with her eyes every time I was near her friends, but mostly from Max, she was fucking my best friend behind everyone's back.

But that's not what doubles or triples my anger. What multiplies my anger is that while I saw Max being happy with another girl, how they kissed and were completely cute with each other. She was doing what she told me I couldn't do.

While I looked away at Max's smile and happiness around Sophie, feeling like the most shitty person in the world for not being able to be the one putting a smile on her face.

Max has been the first person I have fallen in love with, she has been the first person with whom I can only imagine myself with. An involuntary smile appears on my face every time I think of her and with which my day becomes more enjoyable.

She is the first person that I am not only attracted to physically in years, but also emotionally and mentally. Because her mind and the way she thinks makes me fall in love with her even more with most of the things she says. Her witticisms are funny and entertaining. Her personality is the same as that of a Golden Retriever puppy and she seems like the cutest thing in the world to me.

In addition to the fact that she is very passionate about the things she likes and always tries to show how capable she is to face everything that is thrown at her.

But even knowing everything about her, I don't know how her lips feel on mine, I don't know how her touch feels in a way that isn't friendly. I don't know what her lips taste like, or the taste of her body, or the feel of her hair between my fingers or her hands in my hair.

And believe me that there are moments in which it has been very difficult for me not to send everything to hell and kiss her. Especially because of the smell of her perfume, I don't know what it has in it but it drives me a little crazy and makes me lose concentration on some occasions, depending on how close she is.

But I haven't been able to do anything because off Ginny and now there's nothing I regret more.

Maxine POV

I stay silent, watching Y/n's scowl as her eyes are locked somewhere on the wall behind me. I give her a little time, so that she can think about what I just said and it goes without saying, that I believe her with respect to the fact that she knows nothing.

Y/n: Bitch.- she growls and I look at her with a raised eyebrow.

Max: Excuse you?- I exclaim a little hurt and surprised by the word.

Y/n: It's not  you.- she quickly denies, approaching and placing her hand on my knee. -Are you sure about Ginny and Marcus?- she asks uncertainly and with a certain annoyed tone.

Max: Yes, yesterday I saw the messages that Ginny sent my brother's cell phone and today when I faced her she admitted it.- she growled angry and hurt by such a betrayal.

Y/n: She's a hypocrite.- she growls looking away and leaving an incredibly sexy jaw visible.

Max: Why do you say so? - I ask curious, biting my lip at how sexy and attractive she looks angry.

Y/n: Because she told me not to get close to any of you; but especially you and she goes and fucks my best friend. - she growls completely annoyed, getting up from the bed and igniting curiosity in me.

Max: Why would she tell you to get away from me especially? - I ask confused, watching her body and how it moves from one side to another in an fast way.

Y/n: Because you're her best friend and I can't have anything with you.- she answers annoyed, without giving much thought to what she said and surprising me.

Max: Wait what? - I ask getting up suddenly from my bed and leaving the flowers lying around. -Have something with me in what sense? - I ask again, feeling for the first time today the illusion and the hope that she might reciprocates my feelings.

Y/n: In which one is going to be Maxine?- she responds by rolling her eyes and stopping her walking, to look me in the eye. -I like you, no, delete that.- she quickly denies, taking a step towards me and destroying me. -I love you, you drive me fucking crazy and I'm barely able to think of someone other than you since we moved to Wellsbury.- she admits and my heart regains all hope at a frantic beating.

Max: Wait, are you declaring yourself? - I ask with emotion.

Y/n: I'm telling the truth.- answers taking another step towards me. -The only reason why I've never told you anything or acted on my feelings, was because Ginny forced me and forbade me from trying anything with you.- she explains and the anger inside me grows bigger.

Max: Did she tell you that too? - I ask her and she nods. -That bitch, she told me that since we were friends, I couldn't have anything with you because our friendship.- I explaine. -And me like an idiot listening to her, practically obsessing over Sophie in order to get over you and getting my heart broken in the process. While she fucked my brother and did what she had asked me not to do.- she growled annoyed.

Y/n: Do you like me? - Surprised question.

Max: How can I not like you! - I exclaimed obviously. -Have you seen yourself in the mirror, God you are perfect, from the tip of your nose, to your teeth, your smile and the shape of your ears.- I say quickly. -You know how to draw, you're kind, funny, intelligent, you play the guitar, you like to read, you have incredible taste in music and you look like that.- I say pointing to her body with both hands. -How the hell I wasn't going to like you.- I exclaimed opening my eyes as if the mere idea of not liking her was completely insane.

Y/n: You know what? - she asks me, standing completely straight after a few seconds of my confession.

Max: What? - I ask confused and interested, although rather on the verge of having a nervous breakdown.

Y/n: Fuck everything.- she says and in less than two seconds I have her lips on mine.

I open my eyes completely surprised, feeling her hands on my waist and sticking herself as much as possible against my body. I don't move an inch, completely shocked, and she pulls away when I don't kiss her back.

Y/n: Are you okay? - she asks with concern. -If you don't want this, I'm sorry, I thought that with what you said and for...- she begins to say nervously, but I interrupt her by grabbing her neck with both hands and pulling her towards me to kiss again.

The blonde immediately kisses me back and I feel my whole body vibrate at the sensation of her lips against mine. I let out a small moan as her tongue makes contact with mine and my body trembles with pleasure.

My heart beats completely out of control, feeling the mint taste of her lips and the incredible smell of jasmine that comes from her hair enveloping me.

Her hands press hard against my lower back, pulling me in so our bodies are as close as posible without an inch between them. I move one of my hands to her hair, wrapping the silky blonde hair between my fingers and pulling it a little,earning me a very slight moan from the lips glued to mine.

But we were separated from each other like lightning, when we heard a knock on my bedroom door and heard my mother's voice.

Ellen: I'm coming in.- she says and I cover my lips with my hand when I see the swollen lips of the blonde.

Max: Do you need something? - I ask directly, feeling the vibrations and the heat of my body thanks to the excitement.

Ellen: I just came to ask if Y/n needs a blanket or something or if you'll sleep together.- she answers me with a small smile, looking between us and slightly raising her shoulders.

Max: And why is that? - I ask, although the question is addressed to the girl who is biting her lip and then to my mother.

Ellen: Because it's late and even though Y/n lives in the house across the street, I'll stay calmer if she sleeps here and because she's been waiting for almost two hours in school to congratulate you.- she answers me as if it were obvious and I look towards Y/n with wide eyes, completely shocked.

Max: She'll sleep with me, mom, don't worry. - I assure, stopping to stare at the blonde, who now finds herself with flushed cheeks and scratching her neck nervously.

After the first week of knowing her, I realized that when something bothers her or she is nervous, she scratches her necks and may even create wounds as a result.

Ellen: Perfect then, good night girls and rest.- she says goodbye with a smile, leaving my room and closing the door behind her back.

Max: Have you really waited for me almost two hours in school? - I ask between amused and touched watching as she crosses her arms and frowns.

Y/n: I don't know what you're talking about.- quickly denies, moving one of her hands and scratching her neck again.

Max: Yes, you know.- I confirm, biting my lips to avoid showing my smile and how delighted I am with it.

Y/n: Nope.- she denies and takes off her coat, leaving it on my hammock chair. -And now give me some clothes to sleep in because I'm sleepy.- says stretching her arm towards me.

You POV 

I say goodbye to Marcus in our street, after spending a couple of hours with him skating and smoking. I walk through the front door of my house, leaving the skate board next to the doorm hearing slight commotion upstairs and thinking that it must be Ginny and Georgia arguing or something.

I walk into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water for my dry throat and a couple of cookies for the munchies. I pop a whole one into my mouth, chewing it and making my way to my room.

Georgia: Stop there, peach.- I hear how she calls me when I pass by her room.

Y/n: Yeah? - I ask innocently, standing at the entrance of the room and seeing a girl of dark curlie hair in the room with my mom and Virginia.

Georgia: How was skating? - she asks me with a smile.

Y/n: It was alright, nice.- I answer nodding with a small smile.

Georgia: I would say more than alright.- she assures funny and I look at her confused. -Honey, I see your red eyes from here.- she says with a laught.

Y/n: I'm not the only one having fun.- I tell her with a wink. -Ginny, you look great.- I compliment her, seeing that she has extensions on and she's wearing a different outfit from her usual style.

XX: Thank you, she has a date with Hunter.- the stranger tells me exited.

Y/n: Who is Hunter? - I ask confused, walking in the room and sitting on my mother's bed.

Ginny: A boy from class.- she answers me without giving many details.

Y/n: Don't be like that, tell me more.- I tell her laughing.

XX: I love your laugh.- she tells me and I look at her strangely, but funny.

Y/n: Okay? - I ask confused.

XX: Max.- she says and I tilt my head to one side, confused. -My name is Max Baker and I'm your neighbor and Ginny's best friend.- she comments and I open my mouth processing the information.

Y/n: You're Marcus's sister.- I point out and she nods with a grimace.

Max: Yes, I'm sorry if he said something to you. He is an idiot and I should have drowned him in my mother's womb.- she says and I laugh at her weirdnes.

Y/n: No, we're friends and in fact I came from skating with him. - I deny amused. -But tell me more about this Hunter.- I ask and see Ginny shake her head.

Max: He is a boy who used to be fat, but now he has lost weight and he is hotand he is very nice.- she tells me and I laugh at the information. -He goes with us to advanced literature and is practically the perfect boy.- she comments and I look at my stepsister.

Y/n: I mean, are you into good guys? - I ask her amused.

Ginny: Shut up.- growls frustrated. -Can you help me with the eyeliner?- she asks reluctantly.

Y/n: Of course, your majesty. - I say amused, leaving the cookies and the bottle on the nightstand.

I walk over to my stepsister, receiving the pencil and squatting in front of her. I gently grab her face by the chin, tilting her a little and looking into her eyes. I blink a couple of times, to see more clearly, and bring the pencil closer to his eye.

Max: She smells good.- I hear how she murmurs very low when I pass by her, but I decide to ignore it.

Ginny: Don't put it in my eye.- she growls at me and I laugh with amusement.

Y/n: Trust me, I've put on my makeup high and also hangover, without any smudges or something like that.- I tell her with a small laugh and I hear a type of muffled moan from the back. -Are you okay?- I ask my sister's friend.

Max: Yeah yeah, totally fine, nothing wrong here.- exclaims moving her hands around and making a weird face. - I just accidentally pinched myself, thats all.- she responses quickly.

Y/n: Pretty hat.- I tell her amused by it and I return to focus on the face of my stepsister.

I do both stripes to the best of my ability, evening them out when I'm done and making sure they're completely even. When I'm happy with the result, I get up and move away so she can take a good look in the mirror.

Y/n: How is that? - I ask with a smile.

Ginny: Thanks, they're perfect. - She thanks me and I nod, sitting back on the bed.

Georgia: Honey, what do you think of this dress?- she asks me, putting on a tight black dress and turning so that I can see her.

Y/n: It looks great on you.- I answer with a smile.

Ginny: Do you really think that's the best thing for the school council? - she asks uncertainly.

Georgia: Yes.- she answers simply, adjusting her breasts in her dress and fixing her hair.

Y/n: I think she looks good.- I say shrugging my shoulders. - I'm going to take a shower.- I say goodbye, picking up my things and walking towards my room.

Georgia: Order whatever you want for dinner! - I hear how she yells at me.

Y/n: Okay! - I yelled back, entering my room and closing my bedroom door.

I eat the cookies, while I take out some comfortable clothes to walk around the house and walk towards the bathroom with them in hand. When I finish taking a shower and I am dressed in my comfortable clothes, I go back to my room with the dirty ones in my arms.

I stop short at the door, when I see Ginny's friend inside it and looking at the photos next to my bed. I observe her for a few moments, detailing her curly hair, her pink lips, her well-defined eyebrows, the pale color of her skin and the profile of her nose.

The truth is that she is quite a pretty girl, she seems friendly and funny from the little I've shared with her before. In addition to the fact that she is a little crazy and that seems like a plus to me.

Y/n: Do you need something? - I ask her leaning against the door frame, watching how she jumps scared and trips over her own feet when she turns around.

Max: Oh my god!- she exclaims from the ground, while I can't stop laughing at her fall and go into my room.

Y/n: Are you okay? - I ask her amused, putting the clothes in the laundry basket and turning to look her.

Max: Yes, of course I'm fine.- she downplays it in a funny way, moving her hands and making a face with her lips pressed together.

Y/n: Do you need help to get up or..? - I ask entertained, seeing that she still hasn't moved and is still sitting on the floor.

Max: No, no no no poof help, no.- she denies and gets up awkwardly from the groundalmost tripping, causing me to laugh even more at her attitude.

Y/n: What were you doing here? - I ask her again, walking through my room and sitting on my bed.

Max: I am... I... no... why? - she asks completely nervous, playing with her hands and with completely red cheeks: cute.

Y/n: Calm down, I'm not going to yell at you or anything like that.- I assure her with a calm smile. -It's just that we barely talked about five minutes ago and it's weird to see you in my room.- I commented, shrugging my shoulders. -Calm down.- I whisper to her, watching her continue to play with her hands nervously and I pat my bed so she sit up with me.

Max: I'm sorry.- she apologizes, sitting on my right. -I didn't want to break into your privacy or anything like that.- she quickly denies in her defense, so I place the palm of my hand on the arm closest to me and try to make her breath.

Y/n: Hey, calm down, I don't care that you entered and you don't have to apologize.- I assure in a friendly way. -If I didn't want anyone to enter my room, I would lock the door and put a big "No trespassing" sign or something like that on the door.- I commented in a funny way, making her laugh and relax a bit.

Max: I was going to Ginny's room to get my backpack, but I went through your door and I saw the lights and it made me curious.- she answers my first question.

Y/n: And what do you think? - I ask and move my hands to refer to the room.

Max: It's a bit indie and it's kind of quiet.- she answers looking around. -I like it and the drawing on the wall too.- she tells me and I feel flattered by it.

Y/n: Well, thanks then, I drew it last night and I didn't like it very much.- I comment and see how she looks at me in amazement.

Max: Did you paint that? -  she asks Impressed, pointing at the chalk paint on a black vinyl chalkboard.

Y/n: Yes.- I simply answer with a smile.

Max: Wow, I thought it was a drawing already made or a sticker.- she says with the eyes slightly open i surprise. -Is there something you're not?- she asks me and I look at her confused.

Y/n: What do you mean? - I ask confused.

Max: Clearly you're very attractive, you know how to dress, you have a good physique, you know how to paint, you're an athlete, you like reality shows and you're smart.- she enumerates and I look at her a bit scared for how she knows all of that, but amused by the way she said it, so passionately. -I've gone too far, haven't I?- she asks a little self-conscious.

Y/n: I didn't know you knew so much about me, when we've meet only two minutes ago.- I answer tilting my head to the left and looking into her brown eyes.

Max: Yeah, well, I asked around. - she answers without giving it much importance and moving nervously in her place.

Y/n: Did you really asked around about me? - I ask amused, raising an eyebrow and seeing how she opens her eyes scared realizing what she just said.

Max: Ginny talks about you.- she says as an excuse.

Y/n: I'll pretend to believe you.- I say laughing. -Ginny is not my biggest fan and if she talks about me it's because someone has asked her and she does it reluctantly.- I explain and I see fear in her eyes. -But you've been missing something.- I tell her with a smile.

Max: And what is it? - asks with interest.

Y/n: I've been playing the guitar and piano since I was 6 years old.- I answer and point to the guitar that's hanging on the wall next to the desk.

Max: Are you gay? - she asks directly.

Y/n: And why do you need to know that? - I ask her laughing for her fowardnes.

Max: Out of pure curiosity, you know there are very few gays in wellsbury and that's how we make friends.- she answers me in an astute way.

Y/n: I am bisexual, although clearly you're completely gay. - I assured amused and she lets out a small laugh.

We talk for a while longer, until her mother appears at the door and she leaves with her. Shortly after my mother says goodbye to me, since she had the parents meeting and I stay with Austin watching Harry Potter.

I have to admit that while I was with Austin, I kept remembering the things that I have talked about with Max and the feelings of confort and freeness i felt arond her during our conversation.

I think I like Max a little bit. I mean, she is funny, a little crazy, talkative, passionate, really atractive and the most important thing, she makes me feel confortable and seen. Like she can see through me and undertand me in the most depp ways. It's weird explaining it, but it fells good.

Maybe if we talk more and get to know her we can create a good friendship, and who knows maybe in the future something can happen between us. 

Maxine POV

Today is the most important night of all my life. Today is Halloween and we are throwing a party at Brodie's basement. I have invited Sophie to the party to see if I get lucky today, actually I was going to invite Y/n, but Ginny is my best friend and between the lines she told me that nothing can happend between us.

Which is a shame, because we happen to be very compatible and I have a lot of fun with her. That is, we are not usually alone many times. But when we are, we have fun, we laugh, we talk and we fit right in.

In addition to that, she is very hot, like incredibly HOT and has an impressive ass. Although her whole body is impressive and deserves to be made a sculpture. She has made it to our high school women's baseball team and let me tell you, the pants make her a perfect ass.

But it's impossible, because Ginny is my friend and I couldn't betray her like that. Although they always say that impossible loves are the best ones. But no, I can't do this to Ginny, let alone behind her back.

For that same reason, as much as it costs me and hurts me not to throw myself at her incredibly appetizing lips, I don't do it.

So as the only possible option, I have invited Sophie Sanchez to the party and I plan to use my opportunity with her. Besides today's costumes are amazing and I look completely sexy in them.

Our costumes were Britney Spears and we looked completely irresistible. Besides that I have an ace up my sleeve and I plan to use it with Sophie.

Max: Are you guys ready? - I ask the rest of MANG, before going downstairs and letting everyone see our amazing costumes.

Abby: I was born ready, baby.- she nods excitedly.

Norah: Ready to catch the plane.- she says striking a pose.

Ginny: Completely ready.- nods and we get ready.

I'm the first down the stairs, gaining everyone's attention and hearing the party people whistle at me. The other girls come downstairs and when we meet downstairs, we posed together for some photos.

Norah: It has been a complete success.- she shouts so that we can hear her over the music and the loud chatter of the people.

Abby: Now to drink bitches! - she shouts with a bottle in her hand.

We all started drinking and dancing like there was no tomorrow. I drink to calm my nerves and watch the stairs for Sophie. But when I see the person appearing from them, my mouth drops open and I think my jaw is touching the ground.

Max: Damn.- I murmured completely delighted and slightly excited.

Norah: What? - she asks confused by my reaction and I am only able to point towards the stairs in response.

Ginny: What the hell is she doing here?- she asks in the form of a growl.

Max: Bless our eyes with her beauty.- I answer without taking my eyes off the now dark brown girl.

Abby: She's hot.- she admits without any shame, taking another drink from the bottle and I look at her with narrowed eyes.

Y/n: Hello girls.- she greets us stoping in front of us.

Max: Hi.- I greet with a silly smile. -You look hot.- I compliment her and I think I'm drooling.

Y/n: Do you think so? - she asks turning around and letting us see all her costume of wonder woman.

Max: You're so hot.- I say without thinking twice. -I'm going to pretend that they're trying to rob me or something so you can protect me.- I try to sound seductive, but she denies with her head and laughs as a respond.

Y/n: How much have you drunk? - she asks trying to stop her laugh.

Norah: Practically the whole party.- she answers before I can.

Ginny: What are you doing here? - she asks completely annoyed.

Y/n: Brodie and Abby invited me.- she answers as if it were obvious, just as they call her.

Brodie: Y/n! - he calls her approaching and surrounding her shoulders with his arm. -It's a good thing you've arrived.- he says with a big smile. -Do you want something to drink?- he asks excitedly.

Y/n: Sure.- she answers smiling and they go together towards the ping pong table.

Max: And since when do you get along with Y/n? - I ask my redheaded friend.

Abby: Since the Sophomore Sleepover.- she answers me a bit vaguely. -I ran into her after leaving the class and we talked and drank.- she says without giving any importance and taking another sip from the bottle.

Ginny: And why did you invite her? - she asks annoyed.

Abby: Because she's nice and a good drinking companion.- she answers obviously. -And I'm going to dance.- finishes the conversation walking towards the crowd of people.

Norah: I'm going with her.- she says laughing and following the path of our friend.

Max: Why are you like that with your sister? - I ask completely confused.

Ginny: Because she's just like her father, she tricks you into believing shes nice and then she's a monster- she answers with a frown. - She shows you one face, the friendly face and then betrays you showing the evil face.- explains and I look at his sister, who is laughing and drinking with the boys.

Max: And isn't it just because she is your sister and that's why you think that? - I ask amused, knowing that my brother and I have a love hate relationship.

Ginny: No.- she denies it with the most serious face i've seen in her and I decide to change the subject.

Max: I have to go to the bathroom.- I say and go upstairs to change my costume and put on the second one.

When I go back downstairs with the im A slave 4 U MTV snacke outfit, people clap and whistle again as I dance closer to my friends. We continue drinking and dancing. But I pull Ginny to the side, when I see Sophie coming down the stairs with a friend and she looks amazing.

Max: How do I look? - I ask my friend.

Ginny: You look amazing.- she assures me and I fix my wig a bit.

Max: Hello.- I greet the Latina and her friend excitedly.

Sophie: Hi.- she greets giving me a kiss on the cheek.¡Oh, my God!

Max: Hello.- I repeat, approaching her and giving her two kisses on the cheeks and stepping  away with a smile. -Do you want a shot?- I ask them, turning around to take two plastic cups and offer them to them.

Sophie: No, I can't. I have to drive.- she denies and I nod quickly.

Max: More for me.- I say and I drink the two shots at once, throwing the glasses somewhere when I'm done. -Do you want us to make out?- I say, hugging her by the shoulders.

Sophie: I think it's better that we go.- she says separating from me and putting on her coat.

Max: Noooo.- I deny trying to stop her. -Are you angry?- I ask confused y her departure.

Sophie: Can we talk for a second?- she asks me and I nod quickly.

She grabs my arm and leads me towards the stairs, since there is no one around. We stopped and stood facing each other.

Sophie: Can you tell what's wrong with you?- I ask myself and I don't quite understand the question.

Max: If it's because of the making out, it's nothing special, I've gotten involved with almost everyone present and it's fun. - I defend myself as best I can.

Sophie: I don't understand anything.- she denies and I don't understand it either. -I thought you liked me and you come to me with this girlish nonsense.- she tells me and I look at her strangely.

Max: Yes, but what's wrong with making out to have fun.- I say in my defense as understandable as possible.

Sophie: Let me know when you grow up, okay?- she asks me and makes a sign to her friend before they both leave.

I just keep looking at the stairs, seeing the place where they just left and I don't understand anything that happened.

Ginny: Are you okay? - he asks me, appearing in front of me.

Max: I don't understand.- I answer sad and confused. -Did I say something wrong?- I ask her and she denies with a small sigh.

Ginny: I think it's time to go home.- she says and I nod.

We said goodbye to everyone and walked back to my house. But not before hugging Y/n and giving her a couple of sloppy kisses on the cheeks. On the ride home, I still smell Y/n's perfume and the images of how sexy she looked in the costume keeps my mind awake.

 You POV

Today I'm meeting Abby for drinks at the Blue Farm. She's been a bit weird lately and I've noticed her low spirits. So when she asked me if I wanted to hang out and I couldn't say no.

So I'm getting dressed, taking into account that it's cold and that it will soon be dark, meaning that it will be even colder. So I decide to wear a gray turtleneck sweater, along with jeans, white convers and a black cotton trench coat.

I make sure I have my wallet, cell phone, house and car keys with me before I leave my room. I go down the stairs of the house, seeing my mother in the kitchen drinking and with a gesture on her face that is not at all pleasant.

Y/n: Mom I'm going to have dinner with Abby at Blue Farm.- I warn her and I see how she nods lost in her thoughts. -Mom, are you okay?- I asked her worried, entering the dining room and approaching her.

Georgia: Huh? - she asks me confused.

Y/n: Are you okay? - I ask her again.

Georgia: Yes.- she answers me and I look at her a bit insecure. -I was just thinking about everything about the mayor's office and Cynthia's attacks.- she explains and I nod in understanding.

Y/n: Do you need to talk? - I ask her kindly.

Georgia: No, honey, don't worry, you go to dinner and have a little fun.- she tells me with a loving smile.

Y/n: Are you completely sure you don't want to talk? - I ask her again and she lets out a small smile.

Georgia: Yes, peach, you go have fun. I'm going to be fine and I just have to talk to your sister when Zion brings her.- she tells me and I nod. -Give me a hug, honey.- she asks me, opening her arms and I immediately do as said.

Y/n: I love you.- I whisper in the hug.

Georgia: I know darling, I love you too.- she whispers back to me and we part from the hug. -Now go away.- she tells me with a smile, giving me a little push and pointing to the door of the house.

Y/n: I'll let you know if anything comes up.- I tell her walking towards the door.

Georgia: Thank you.- she tells me and I show her my thumb. -You should teach Ginny to be as good a daughter as you!- she yells at me when I'm at the entrance.

Y/n: No thanks, i don't want her trying to kill me.- I deny and leave the house to my car.

In less than fifteen minutes I'm inside the restaurant, looking around for Abby and finding her sitting at one of the tables near the bar. I walk towards her with a small smile, removing my trench coat and placing it on the back of the seat.

Y/n: Hello.- I greet sitting in the chair. -Have you been here for a long time?- I ask her, moving the chair closer to the table.

Abby: No, I just got here a couple of minutes ago.- she answers without giving it much importance. -I ordered some fries and some cokes.- she tells me and I nod with a smile.

Y/n: And are you going to tell me what's wrong with you or will you continue pretending that nothing is wrong? - I ask her directly. -Because you've been weird all week, clearly you're having a bad time and clearly something is happening to you.- I explain and I see how she starts to play with her hands out of nervousness.

Abby: I wouldn't know where to start.- she comments playing with her hands and I place mine on hers.

Y/n: What do you think if you start at the beginning.- I tell her with a small smile, squeezing her hands and trying to reassure her.

Abby: My parents have been arguing a lot for a while.- she begins with a sigh, but stops when waiter brings our things. -Lately the arguments are stronger and they practically spend the day yelling at each other.- she comments eating fries and I drink a bit of the soda.

Y/n: And how does it make you feel? - I ask her worried and interested in her.

Abby: I don't know, I just know that I hate arguing and I just want them to stop once and for all.- She answers with a frustrated sigh. -But I think it's worse now, because a few hours ago my mother told me that they're going to get divorced and my father has officially left home.- she tells me with teary eyes and about to cry.

Y/n: Hey.- I say getting up and standing next to her to hug her. -I'm with you and you can count on me for everything, okey?- I ask her and I feel the nod against my chest.

Abby: I don't want to go home.- she tells me and I understand the reason. -I don't feel good at home and I don't want my mother to try to psychoanalyze me about the divorce.- she tells me hugging me around the waist and only one thing occurs to me.

Y/n: Do you want to sleep at my house today? - I ask and I see how she separates from my chest to look at my eyes.

Abby: Wouldn't you mind?- she asks me hopefully and I deny with a smile.

Y/n: Of course not, you can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep with Austin.- I offer her and she just gives me a smile. -And by the way, have you heard the new Lady Gaga song?- I ask, sitting back in my chair and completely changing the subject.

The rest of the hour flies by while we talk about anything, so Abby is busy with something else and forgets about the drama at home. After half paying, we got in the car and drove to my house singing at the top of our lungs.

Once home, I open the door and tell her to go up to my room, while I tell my mother that she will stay here for the night. My mother accepts, so I go up the stairs to my room but before touching the door, someone grabs my arm and pulls me into another room.

Ginny: Haven't I told you to stay away from my friends.- she says angrily.

Y/n: Relax for a bit, okay.- I tell her calmly. -Abby and I are just friends, she's not okay and since you don't pay attention to her, she has came to me.- I reproach her. -You asked me not to try anything with Max, rather you demanded that I don't try anything with her and I listened to you. But you can't tell me who I can or can't have as a friend. - I say seriously.

Ginny: Because you can't go out with my best friend.- she practically growls at me.

Y/n: And why not? - I ask fed up with her attitude.

Ginny: Because she's my first friend, she means everything to me and I don't want to lose her because of you.- she answers angrily. -And you should stay away from Abby too, because I don't want her to get away from me and stop talking to me because of you too.- she growled at me, clearly annoyed.

Y/n: You're selfish Virginia Miller, Max was the first person I really liked and because of you I decided not to act on those feelings.- I complained completely annoyed. -But you ordering me to get away from a friend, a friend who needs me at this time and requires support, It is crossing the line. - I exclaimed completely angry.

Ginny: They are the first friends I have and I don't want to lose them.- she says in defense of her actions.

Y/n: That's not my fault, you've had many opportunities and you've never tried to make friends.- I remind her annoyed. -I introduced you to people in Houston, but you ignored them and continued your role as a loner. So you can't use that as a defense of anything. - I demand fed up with his victimhood. -Mature the fuckup.- I grumbled and slammed the door out of her room.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm down and not let Abby see me angry. Because I'm sure she will worry about me and she already has enough drama in her life. 

Y/n: My mother says you can stay as long as you need, but you have to tell your mother about staying here.- I tell her when I enter my room.

Abby: Really thanks Y/n.- thanks me sitting on my bed. -The girls have been so busy with their things and practically ignoring me to realize that I'm not well.- she sighs with a certain sadness.

Y/n: I'm your friend and friends support each other.- I tell her with a quiet smile. -Do you need clothes?- I ask and she nods. -What clothes do you prefer?- I ask, opening my closet.

Abby: If you have baggy clothes better.- she answers me and I take a baggy t-shirt along with some black pajama pants.

Y/n: Here.- I give her the things and she receives the clothes with a grateful smile. -I'm going to sleep with Austin.- I comment, picking up my pajamas from under the pillow. -Make yourself at home and take everything you think is necessary.- I offer her with a smile and after taking my phone charger I leave the room. -Good night Abby.- I say goodbye with a smile.

Abby: Good night Y/n.- I listen to her and close the door walking towards the bathroom.

I change and clean myself to sleep in the bathroom. Then I go into Austin's room, leaving the clothes on his table and charging my cell phone. I get into bed behind my brother, feeling how he turns around and hugs me quickly unconsciously.

Austin: Good night Y/n.- he murmurs sleepily.

Y/n: Good night, minion.- I whispered against his head, leaving a kiss on the spot and closing my eyes to sleep.

In less than two minutes I am completely asleep, dreaming of the first day I talked to Max in my room and the time I realized that I loved Maxine Baker.

I just had to see her kiss Sophie, acting like a happy couple and feel jealous, to know that I didn't consider her just a friend. But I actually liked her, I love her and I wish I could try to have something with her.

But Ginny asked me not to do it, to respect her friendship with her and that's what I've done. There are times when I regret having listened to my sister, that is to say, she hates me and I try to please her in the majority of it.

But it doesn't work, she still practically hates me and doesn't like that I'm less than ten steps away from her friends. But when I see Max dance, fool around and laugh; I can't help but regret not telling her my feelings.

POV You

I hear an annoying noise, which makes me start to wake up and have the intention of opening my eyes to find out where the noise is coming from. But before I even open my eyes, the noise stops and I decide to continue sleeping for a little while longer.

I shift in bed, to be face down with my arms under the pillow and my face buried in it. But I hear a small laugh to my right and I move my head to the left a little, so I can open my right eye and see what is going on.

As soon as my vision clears, I find Max propped up on her palm and staring at me with a huge smile on her face. I notice her hair, even messier than usual, her slightly rosy cheeks and the lively sparkle in her beautiful chocolate eyes.

Y/n: Stop looking at me, stalker.- I growled amused, seeing how she bites her lip to avoid laughing and I close my eye again.

Max: I can't help it.- she quickly defends herself and I feel her lips on my bare shoulder. -I thought it was impossible for you to be sexier, but that's because I haven't seen you naked and sleeping.- she comments, laying half of her body on my back.

Y/n: I think that sounds even more stalkerish.- I assure her letting out a little laugh.

Max: I don't care.- she assures me in a whisper. -How did you sleep?- asks caressing my back with her hand and snuggling her face against it.

Y/n: Great.- I express, letting out a yawn. -Although I prefer my pillow to be honest, yours is too soft and too thin.- I state, separating myself a little from the object and cupping it with my hands.

Max: You're not making references to anything else, right? - she inquires with a certain suggestive tone and an idea occurs to me.

Y/n: Like what? - I challenge following the suggestion.

Max: I don't know, maybe someone or some part of a body.- she suggests leaving a soft bite on my shoulder.

Y/n: Yes, I think you're right. - I acknowledge holding back my laughter. -Your ass is quite soft and some exercise to harden it wouldn't hurt.- I jokingly express and I receive a slap on my back.

Max: Idiot.- she reproaches me after the blow, separating her body from mine and lying back to my right.

Y/n: You've started it.- I recriminate her amused, turning to be on my side and facing her. -So now don't be mad at me.- I smile when I saw how she crosses her arms over the chest, which is only covered by the sheet of the bed.

Max: You're mean. - she accuses me with a pout.

Y/n: Yes, I am.- I confirm amused, approaching her and passing my hand over her waist. -Good morning.- I whisper approaching our faces and leaving a kiss on her cheek.

Max: Good morning to you too.- she says with a smile, wrapping arms around my neck and putting her hands in my hair. -But I prefer the kiss elsewhere.- she assures me wrinkling the nose in distate.

Y/n: And where do you want it? - I coax suggestively, moving my eyebrows up and down and she laughs hitting my shoulder.

Max: Pervert.- she reproaches me with narrowed eyes.

Y/n: Me, a pervert? - I inquire sarcastically. -I only asked, it was you who thought badly and who thought pervertedly.- I clarify and she pouts.

Max: I just wanted a little godd morning kiss on the lips.- she whines with a baby voice.

Y/n: And what about morning breath? - I ask biting my lip entertained by the attitude.

Max: Fuck it.- she dictates and I lean in to join our lips at that.

I feel how her warm lips move against mine in a calm way, while her fingers wrap around my hair and caress my scalp. I caress her waist, side and bare stomach with affection, while with my other hand keeps my on top.

After a few moments, I feel her smile during the kiss and it makes it difficult for us to continue the kiss. I separate our lips amused, moving away a few centimeters and seeing her relaxed and happy face carefully.

Max: Why are you stopping? - complains like a girl.

Y/n: Because if you smile I end up kissing your teeth.- I answer amused, leaving a kiss on the tip of her nose and watching how she wrinkles it tenderly. -Besides we have to get up and go to class.- I remind and leave a small kiss on her lips, before getting out of bed.

Max: I don't want to go to class if you walk around my room naked.- she assures me with a seductive voice, while I pick up my clothes from the floor and start to get dressed.

Y/n: I have to get dressed to go to class, right? - I ask amused, looking at her over my shoulder and seeing how she stares at me biting her lip.

Max: Or you can came back to bed and have a little more fun like last night.- suggests suggestively and I deny fastening my bra.

Y/n: I'm sorry, but my grades are important to me and I don't want to miss class.- I reject the offer, putting on my pants and sweater, forgetting my shirt, because I can't find it. -So take a shower, get dressed and have breakfast and I'll take you to class.- I tell her picking up my coat, leaning over her on the bed and leaving one last kiss on her lips. -And let your mother know that you will be late, because I plan to take you on a date and I won't accept no for an answer.- I declare, leaving another kiss on her lips and walking towards the door of her room.

Max: I wasn't going to tell no to you.- she assures me with a smile.

I look at her one last time, smiling at her and leaving the room completely happy. When I go down to the first floor, I greet Maxine's parents and say goodbye to walk home. I enter the house and quickly go up the stairs.

I quickly enter the bathroom, showering as quickly as possible and walking to my room wrapped in a towel. I look through my clothes in the closet, deciding to throw on slightly baggy jeans, along with a long black turtleneck, with my black martins, a short leather trench coat, and a white and pink Gucci hat.

I leave my room with the backpack on my shoulder, going down to the kitchen and finding Austin alone. I frown in confusion, watching him eat a waffle and seeing no one else.

Y/n: Good morning dwarf.- I greet leaving a kiss on the top of his head and walking towards the fruit bowl. -Where is mom? - I ask confused.

Austin: She went upstairs to wake up Ginny.- he answers with a smile, taking a bite of the waffle and adjusting his glasses on his face.

Georgia: Good morning little peach.- she greets euphorically, when she enters the kitchen and sees me eating an apple. -I don't know what you said to Ellen yesterday, but she called me to let me know that you were sleeping over and to forgive me for the discussion we had. – she tells me with a smile, hugging me by the shoulders and leaving a kiss on my forehead.

Y/n: I just told her that if you hid something from her, it was for her own good and that everything you do is for the people you care about. - I tell her honestly, hugging her waist and leaning on her.

Georgia: Thanks anyway, peach. I owe you one.- she assures me, leaving another kiss against my forehead and a light squeeze on the shoulder.

Y/n: You don't owe me anything, I'm the one who owes you everything and the one who is indebted for everything you've done for me. - I whisper so Austin doesn't hear. -Especially everything related to my father.- I say almost imperceptibly.

Georgia: And I would do it again to protect you.- she assures me in a whisper grabing my face by the cheeks. -Now finish Austin, I'll take you to class.- she tells the little boy and he finishes with his waffle.

Austin: Done.- he says proud to finish his breakfast.

Georgia: Great, I'll take you to class.- she tells her and leaves one last kiss on my forehead to walk towards the entrance. -By the way, you take Ginny to class and then I'll go for her when it finishes, thank you.- she yells from the entrance and I nod, pursing my lips.

They leaves the house, waving goodbye to me and yelling at Ginny to hurry up. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and another apple for lunch. I hang my backpack on my shoulder and leave the house towards my car.

Ginny: Wait for me! - she yells at me leaving the house and I continue walking towards my car ignoring her. -Hey wait!- she yelled again running towards me. -Are you deaf or what's wrong?- questions me grabbing my arm and stopping me.

Y/n: It happens to me that you're a fucking hypocrite, that's what is happening.- I growled annoyed, turning towards her and releasing my arm from her grip.

Ginny: What are you talking about? - she queries with confusion and I can see the nervousness in her eyes.

Y/n: Oh come on Ginny don't be fake.- I deny with a dry laugh. -You know perfectly well what I'm talking about and your facade of a confused and innocent girl is of no use right now.- I say completely annoyed. -You've slept with Marcus, my best friend and your best friend's brother several times.- I throw an angry look at her.

Ginny: I can explain it.- She quickly defends herself.

Y/n: I don't care what you have to tell me, you don't have to explain anything to me because everything is already more than clear and there is no need for you to say anything.- I assure her annoyed. -You have done what you demanded that I couldn't do, and now you've lost your best friend because of your fault and responsibility. - I say with a sarcastic smile. -And I'm sure Marcus can take you to school, right?- I hint ironically.

Maxine POV

I say goodbye to my parents, putting my coat and backpack on my way to the door of the house. I can't help the smile on my face, remembering the night with Y/n and thinking about the date later.

I leave the house, walking towards the road and waiting for Y/n to go to school together. Although now that I stop to think, after last night are we now a couple or we are still not official? Because we've fucked, and a lot, just like we've confessed our feelings for each other.

But at no time have we talked about a relationship, or whether we are now girlfriends or just friends. I guess I can ask her in the way to school and clear my doudts.

I get out of my thoughts when I hear screams and there are two people arguing. I look for the source of the screaming and find Y/n and Ginny arguing in the driveway of their house. I open my eyes surprised, starting to walk towards them in a hurry so that I can separate them.

Y/n: You are the worst person I know! - I hear how she screams when I'm closer. -You're a fucking hypocrite and now everyone knows who you really are. Your act of being inocent Ginny, will no longer convince anyone, because everyone knows who you are and what a bad person you are. - reproaches her, remaining a few centimeters from her face in a threatening manner.

Max: Hey, hey, hey, calm down.- I say reaching out and grabbing her arm, to pull them apart.

Ginny: Max.- she says surprised and with a hint of a smile.

Max: No Max, Ginny.- I tell her harshly. -And you and I are going to school now.- I say to the blonde, pulling her into her car and not looking back.

We get in the car and she immediately starts the car. The first few minutes of the trip are in complete silence, while she keeps his eyes on the road and grips the steering wheel tightly.

I sigh biting my lip and stretch my left hand towards her. I clear my throat, getting her attention and watch how she looks at my hand for a couple of seconds. She interlocks our hands after a few seconds, placing our hands on her lap and looking at the road more calmly.

Max: Are you feeling better? - I ask her in a whisper.

Y/n: Yes.- she declares in a whisper. - I'm sorry you saw me like that, but Ginny is so, god!!- she growls annoyed and I leave a gentle squeeze on her hand.

Max: Hey it's fine.- I say trying to reassure her. -Anyone would say that with a face like hers and those little eyes she would be capable of betraying anyone.- I assured her, feeling foolish for trusting her so quickly and not realizing the details.

Y/n: Everyone believes the story of the helpless new girl, but she's one of the worsts and in some parts she's the same as Georgia.- she assures me frustrated. -I tried to add her in my friend group when they moved to Texas with us, but she never fit in and she behaved weird all the time.- she explains and I watch her.

Max: Why don't you ever talk about your life in Texas and your father? - I ask curious, seeing how she clenches her jaw and how her nostrils flare.

Y/n: Because I prefer not to do it and that's a part of the past, where i want to leave it.- she answers quickly and I understand that it's better not to ask about it.

Max: Then we change the subject. - I say to eliminate the tension of the car. -I have a question.- I say and she looks at me for a few seconds.

Y/n: Which one? - curiously questions me.

Max: What are we? - I ask a little nervous. -Because last night we were together and we didn't talk at all.- I comment biting my lip.

Y/n: I think you already did more than talking last night.- she comments biting her lower lip and letting out a laugh when I hit her arm with my hand.

Max: Hey! - I exclame embarrassed, feeling the heat of my cheeks and my ears. -I'm been serious.- I tell her looking anywhere but her.

Y/n: And what do you want us to be?- she asks me, turning to see me for a few seconds and giving me a soft smile.

Max: If I'm being honest, I want us to be girlfriends now and recover the time we have lost because of third parties.- I answer being completely honest.

Y/n: And what do you think, if we make it official later on the date and become girlfriends?- she asks me smiling towards the road.

Max: And why not now?- I ask a little rushed.

Y/n: Because even if it's absurd after last night to wait, I want to do it right and ask you to be my girlfriend on a date. Not in the car on the way to school.- she answers me with a small laugh, which leaves me speechless and staring at her profile.

.........................................

Classes today had been the worst, with Ginny trying to talk to me all the time and with Abby doing the same it had been a horror. It hurt me that Abby, after so many years as friends, knew what Ginny was doing and that she didn't tell me hurting me twice as much.

I thought we were friends and that we told each other everything; but it turns out that I told everything and she only hid things. What Ginny has done hurts me, but what Abby has done has been much worse and I don't know how to look at them without feeling disappointment, disgusted or angry about it.

But I wasn't going to think about them anymore, now I was going to have a date with Y/n and nothing or nobody was going to spoil this day for me. I have waited for this day since I first saw her, walking to her mother's car and the air caressing her hair.

Now I find myself leaning against the blonde's car, looking at Instagram and waiting for her to get out of school, sowe can go wherever we are going to have the date.

Y/n: Bu.- murmurs in my ear and I scream, jumping from the fright.

Max: Stop doing things like that.- I claimed hitting her arm repeatedly.

Y/n: I'm sorry, but you've made it very easy and it's been impossible for me to resist.- she defends herself between laughs, dodging my blows and trying to hold my wrists. -If you don't stop hitting me, we won't be able to go on the date and I won't be able to ask you to be my girlfriend.- she says and I stop hitting her immediately, narrowing my eyes for a few seconds and then smiling excitedly.

Max: Well, what are you waiting for, move.- I rush her, running to the passenger side and waiting for the car to get opened to get in. -Come on, open now.- I order her and she laughs unlocking the car.

She gets in the car laughing as I quickly buckle up and urge her to start driving. In five minutes we are on the town's main road, seeing the town hall, the restaurants, the Pilates site and the rest of the local shops.

Max: Where are we going - I ask curious, watching the shops and the town center move away.

Y/n: It's a surprise.- she anwsers me with an amused smile.

Max: Give me a clue or something.- I ask with a pout, that because she's driving can't see and goes unnoticed by her.

Y/n: I'll just tell you one thing.- she comments to me and I turn my body in the seat, to face her body. -We'll go to the next town to eat.- she tells me and I look at her confused.

Max: And why is that? - I give voice to my confusion. -Wouldn't it be easier to eat at Blue Farm? - I ask without understanding anything.

Y/n: Yes, it would be easier.- she agrees with me. -But it would be easier for the whole town to find out that we're on a date and they won't stop gossiping about it.- explains and I open my mouth understanding herpoint.

Max: You're right about that.- I say, nodding. -I don't need any more drama in my life right now, and my mother knowing that we have a date is a talk that I want to save myself of.- I assure her, sitting down as it should be and looking out the window.

Y/n: Thats the two of us.- she assures me with a small laugh.

Max: But is it worth driving forty minutes, so our moms don't find out and give us a talk - I leave the question in the air and she looks at me for a few seconds with a raised eyebrow. -Yes you're right, it's worth it.- I assure laughing and she joins.

Y/n: Anyway, you have warned your mother that you will be late, right? - she asks, looking at me for a few seconds, to return her attention to the road and prevent us from having an accident.

Max: Yes, silly.- I answer amused. -She gave me the interrogation of the century, but I answered that I would be with the girls at Abby's house until late.- I told her with pride for my lie.

Y/n: You haven't uploaded anything to your insta, have you?- she asks seeing me take a picture of her with my mobile.

Max: No, why? - I ask confused, looking at the photo and how good and sexy she looks driving.

Y/n: Because your mother has your insta and we don't want her to know that you lied to her, again through it.- she tells me and I look at her surprised.

Max: My mother has my fake Instagram.- I tell her and she looks at me strangely. -You know, in which you upload light things and suitable for the look of the parents.- I explain and she shakes her head laughing.

Y/n: Your mother has your real Instagram.- she assures me and I look at her scared.

Max: That's not true, she doesn't know about the existence of my account and she hasn't sent me a friend request either.- I say quickly, entering my main account and seeing my followers.

Y/n: Vivien Leight?- she asks me with amusement and I look for that user.

Max: Oh my god!- I exclaim surprised, when I find the profile and when I enter there are only slippers, very cute food by the way and a couple of sunsets. -My mother has a fake insta.- I say impressed.

Y/n: Not your mother, but mine yes.- she tells me and I look at her with open eyes. -She loves Gone with the Wind and gossiping about what young people do.- she explains and I look at the profile on my mobile again.

Max: I can't believe it.- I murmured impressed, immediately blocking the profile and making sure that they can't see anything else of me. -And you have known until now and you have not told me anything? - I ask offended.

Y/n: I wasn't thinking of meddling.- She answers shrugging her shoulders and I hit her in the arm again. -Ouch, be careful I'm driving.- she claims, moving away a bit.

Max: I can't believe it.- I whisper, staring at the road. -My mother has seen everything I've done these months.- I say hitting my head with the head of the seat.

Y/n: It's not that bad. - She tries to comfort me, but I turn my face towards her and I kill her with my eyes. -They only used it once, which was when you lied about going to the movies and went to Brodie's basement to smoke.- she tells me and I open my eyes in surprise.

Max: How do you know that? And why hasn't my mother asked me about it? Why did she just punish me and didn't tell me anything? - I drop question after question, not understanding why my mother would shut up and only punish me for lying.

Y/n: My mother told me when she came back from your house and your mother probably didn't reproached you anything, because if she did, she would have to explain why she knew and couldn't spy on you anymore if it was necessary. - she answered me logically and I thought about it for a couple of moments.

Max: I should be hating your mother for her betrayal, but I can't because she's perfect and she's also soo smart.- I whimpered, letting myself fall a bit on the seat.

POV You

Dinner had been amazing and now we're at the drive-ins in town. The idea was to watch the movie, to ask her to be my girlfriend at the end and come home. Since the journey back to Wellsbury is 40 minutes and it's practically night.

Max: And what movie are we going to see? - she asks, accommodating the soda in the cup holder and the popcorn on her lap.

Y/n: There weren't really many options, not to say that there weren't any and that it was this movie or none.- I comment laughing. -But it's the minions movie.- I answer, seeing a smile grace and light up her face.

Max: I love minions, they are so cute and funny.- she comments excitedly. -I wish they really existed, to be able to have one and cuddle it all day.- she says like a little girl, being the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life.

Y/n: I'm glad you like it.- I say with some relief. -That will make this less uncomfortable, because if you didn't like it and you hate me for it, it would be the worst.- I tell her with a little nervous laugh.

Max: I could never hate you.- she assures me, intertwining our hands and giving me a small squeeze to reassure me. -Nothing you do will stop me from liking or hating you, okey?- she says with a soft twinkle in her eyes and a loving smile on the face.

Y/n: Ok.- I nod gratefully, feeling the anxiety in my stomach disappear and my body calm down.

Max: In addition to the fact that if I didn't like the movie, I could entertain myself with your lips and I wouldn't have to watch the movie.- she comments suggestively, biting her lower lip and leaning a little towards me.

Y/n: If that's it, we can watch the movie another time.- I assure her in a whisper, leaning towards her and caressing her cheek carefully.

Max: It sounds tempting.- she whispers a few centimeters from my lips.-But I'd rather watch the movie.- tells me amused, leaving a small kiss on my lips and moving towards the screen; when we hear the intro of the movie.

Y/n: Funny.- I say ironically, seeing the smile and the amused sparkle in her eyes.

Max: And that's how you loved it.- she assures me; winking at me

Y/n: Lucky for you.- I growled with amusement, grabbing her cheek and making her look at me. -But two of us can play the same game.- I whisper to her, to press our lips together for a deep kiss and let her hungry for more later.

Max: Hey! - she complains, when I part in the middle of the kiss and settle into my place.

I just laugh and pay attention to the movie. The movie goes by quickly, with Max and me reciting some lines from the movie, laughing and commenting at some moments in the movie.

As I watch her laugh at something in the movie, I can't feel like an idiot and all because I listened to Ginny. I could have had this happiness, this feeling of fulfillment and warmth from the very beginning.

But it's better late than never. So I'm going to make sure my thing with Max works out and I can feel this whole for the rest of my life. Especially when after all the abuse from my father and the negative feelings I have felt since then. Last night was the first time I felt comfortable having sex and didn't feel disgusted with myself afterwards.

All because of Max. So I plan to keep her and make sure I give her everything she needs to be happy both personally and in our relationship.

Y/n: So, did you liked the date? - I ask parking in front of our houses.

Max: I loved it.- she answers taking off her belt and with a huge smile.

Y/n: I'm glad, because although it didn't seem like it, I was dying of nerves and I didn't want to screw up.- I commented with a small laugh; while scratching the back of my neck.

Max: You shouldn't be nervous, after all you 're the hottie and I'm Max.- she says as a point of weight. -I'm the one who falls to the ground on my ass, the one who stutters and practically drools when I see you.- she says quickly and with a certain reddish tone on her cheeks.

Y/n: I guess your clumsiness is one of the things I like the most.- I admit smiling, seeing a smile appear in her face radiantly and jumps in the seat.

Max: I like all of you.- she assures me with a silly smile.

Y/n: I also like all of you.- I assure her with affection. -And that's why I want to ask you if you want to be my girlfriend?- I ask her and immediately she screams excitedly jumping on me.

Max: Of course!- she answers quickly hugging me tightly by the neck. -Yes, yes, yes, yes and a thousand times yes!!!!!.- she chants completely excited.

Y/n: Max I need to breathe.- I tell her and she quickly loosens the grip around my neck.

Max: Now that you're my girlfriend you can't die.- she quickly denies. -It would be the shortest relationship in the world and in my life. Can you imagine all the things that would be said about me? They would call me the widow in minutes, or the bride killer or the...- I interrupt her rambling, grabbing her cheeks with both hands and bringing our lips together.

She kisses me back immediately, slipping her hands into my hair and stroking my scalp with her nails. We kiss for a few minutes, enjoying the kiss and the feelings it provokes. But when the oxygen is more necessary than for two seconds, we separate and stare at each other with heavy breaths.

Y/n: I'll see you tomorrow, okay? - I whisper and she nods. -Wait for me at the entrance of the house and I'll take you to school, okay? - I ask her and she nods, leaving a shorter and calmer kiss on my lips.

Max: Okay.- she answers with a smile, grabbing the backpack and getting out of the car. -See you tomorrow, GIRLFRIEND.- she emphasizes the word in a funny way, waving goodbye and closing the door.

She walks to her door as I watch her with a smile and pat myself on the back for having such an amazing girlfriend. When she gets to his door, she says goodbye to me again with exaggerated arm movements and enters home.

I am only able to laugh at the act, driving the few meters to the entrance of my house and turning off the car. I get off it, hanging my backpack on my shoulder and walking with an indelible smile on my face.

Today has been the best day of my life and all thanks to Max. I walk through the door of the house, seeing Georgia appear from the living room almost running and with Paul behind her.

Y/n: Hello? - I ask confused, seeing the altered state of my mother and the tremor in her hands.

Georgia: Do you know where Ginny and Austin are?- she asks upset and panicked.

Y/n: No.- I answer confused. -The last time I've seen Austin was when you took him to school and Ginny in high school.- I commented without understanding anything.

Georgia: Are you sure? - he asks nervously.

Y/n: Yes.- I answer looking between the two adults. -Why? Has something happened or what? - I ask interested and somewhat concerned about my mother's attitude.

Paul: We believe that Ginny and Austin have run away from home.- he answers and I widen my eyes in surprise. -Apparently, Marcus's motorcycle has disappeared and your brothers things are nowhere to be found.- he explains and my backpack falls to the ground without me being able to stop it.

Y/n: But why? Austin no, no ... - I start but I'm not able to finish, because my mind isn't able to process anything, let alone understand why.

Paul: I think it's better that you go to sleep.- He tries to reassure me, placing a hand on my shoulder in the form of support and giving me a small smile. -We have already spoken with the police and tomorrow morning they will come to inform us of whatever.- he tells me and I nod automatically, forgetting my backpack at the entrance and walking towards my room.

Somehow, I've changed and ended up in Austin's bed hugging the Hedwig stuffed animal that I gave him last year for his birthday.

Max: Hey everything is going to be fine.- she whispers close to my ear, scaring me and taking me out of my mind. -I'm here and I'm sure Austin will be back soon.- she assures me, lying on the bed behind me and hugging me around the waist against her body.

Y/n: He couldn't leave.- I whisper sadly, feeling the humidity on my face and I realize that I'm crying.

Max: Calm down.- she tries to reassure me, leaving a kiss on my shoulder and completely sticking my back to her chest. -You'll see how tomorrow you wake up and everything has solved.- she whispers against my shoulder, leaving another kiss and I close my eyes; believing it selfishly.

Y/n: I love you.- I whisper almost without a voice.

Max: I love you too Y/n.- she whispers affectionately, leaving a last kiss on my shoulder and snuggling against my body. -Now sleep.- she whispers and that's what I decide to do.

That's what I get for speaking so soon. The best day of my life has turned into a horrible day with an incredible memory.