{HER POV}
I mean I've been in worse situations before.
It's not the first time someone has hated me.
I know it won't be the last.
But his reason is stupid.
Max and I had a thing in the past, I never really told James about it because when it happened we were just starting to hang out.
I wasn't going to tell him my whole love life.
We never really did any thing. The only thing Max and I ever did was kiss or makeout when we were alone.
We never had any PDA until he asked me out.
That's when I denied him.
Sure, I'd be pissed off too if someone did that to me.
But it's been what a year? two?
Drop it already.
I think all this to myself on the ride home. It got pretty late even though we weren't there that long.
The sky is getting darker, and the street lights just turned on.
My head is resting on the window, and James is holding my hand while his other hand is driving.
The radio is playing to drain my thoughts.
My then James turned it off.
I look over at him and he only says "I have a headache."
I nod, and look out the window again.
We pull into my drive way, and we both exit the car.
I kiss James goodbye at the door and looks confused when I don't invite him inside.
"I kind of wanna be alone tonight. Long story. I'll call you tomorrow."
He gives me a soft smile and kisses my cheek then leaves. I watch him pull out of the drive way and walk inside.
I kick off my shoes and pull my phone out of my pocket.
I have only one notification and it's a like on my Instagram. Whoo.
I check who it was and of course. Max.
He liked the picture of us we toke together a year ago. Great.
I mean it's a cute picture. It's him hugging me from behind and me laughing and him smiling saying something into my ear.
I loved this picture.
I still do, it makes me smile.
Makes me wish we were still friends like that.
My phone vibrates and I get a text from Max.
'Why can't we be friends like that again?'
I respond instantly after reading it.
'Idk. I miss us. I miss being friends with you.'
'I wish it was me holding you like James was.'
'Max.'
'What? You denied me. We could've been like you and James. But we'd be together for what a year two now?'
'Max. Let's talk. Come over.'
'I'll be there in 10 minutes.'
I throw my phone.
I know this is probably a bad idea.
But, I just want to set things straight.
I'll tell James about it later.
I just don't want him getting all pissed.
I just need to do it on my own.
I hear the doorbell ring and I start walking to the door.
When I open it Max is standing there of course.
I let him in.
"Max I-" he cuts me off right away.
He kisses me.
I missed his kiss I'm not going to lie. But his lips didn't have the warmth James did.
They made me feel cold.
I push him off. And just stand in shock in how we are both breathing heavily.
"Max. What are you doing? I'm with James. My out can't do that. I wanted you here so we could be friends. Not have a fling again."
I say when it really came out more like a yell.
What the hell am I doing?
