𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝑬 // mileven

eighteen

[ i miss finn's purple haiiiirrrr ]

"alright. friends."

✧ ﾟ･:*✧ ﾟ:*ﾟ　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

max my literal baby/soulmate/loml💞💞

MAXINE FUCKING MAYFIELD
WHERE THE HELL ARE U
BITCHASS
THIS IS SO AWKWARD

IM SORRY IM SORRY
I REALIZED I HAVE TO GO TO THIS SOCCER PRACTICE
AND IF I DITCH AGAIN I GET BENCHED
AND MY MOMS FORCING ME TO GO
IMSORRYIMSORRYYYY

AND U TELL ME NOW?????

I THOUGH U WOULD YELL AT ME LESS
:((((
IF I WAITED UNTIL THE LAST POSSIBLE MINUTE
i luv u...

i fucking hate u
love u more🤮🤮🤮🤮
u better make up for this

yes yes i will!!!!!
i'll get us three boxes of pizza and my best collection of nail polish and i'll run to your house straight after
will a girls night make up for this...?

ugh ur such a brat
but yes😔
bring my calpurnia shirt you've had it for like three fucking months😡😡

CAUSE YOU HAVENT GIVEN ME MY FAVORITE SWEATS BACK

oh i forgot about that😔
ok ugh we'll trade

thank u🥰🥰🥰
wait are u texting me during ur FUCKING DATE

um
not a date!!!!
but yes😿🥰
he keeps staring at me
and this is VERY awkward

bruh ur just making it even more awkward
talk to the kid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg fine
go away ur a distraction

the hottest distraction you've ever seen;)
ok gooo

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i read max's message and then sigh, switching off my phone and sliding it into my handbag. i shift in my seat, running my hands along my simple black dress as i slowly raise my eyes to meet miles' gaze.

we sit across from each other in a red booth, a wooden table between us and chattering couples seated all around us, their voices and and laughter almost taunting the silence between us. i usually love this restaurant, enzos, but even the great memories surrounding this place couldn't make up for the awkwardness of this moment.

"so you brought me to this fancy restaurant with just the two of us, and you expect me to believe that this isn't a date?" miles finally says, his eyes squinted at me. before i reply i take a moment to sweep my eyes across him, observing his hair, now tamed and gelled, and his clothing, a nice shirt and jeans.

very different from his usual unkempt appearance.

"this place isn't even that fancy." i say finally, redirecting my gaze to the table and lightly tracing the lines of the wood with my finger. "max and i always come here, the food's good. and she was supposed to come with us, but something came up. and this is not a date."

miles sighs, but a lazy smile stretches across his lips. "yeahhh, sure. so what do you like to do el? besides ruin your reputation and be hostile towards new people."