Y/N always felt weird around Max, her face always lit up when he entered the room.
(Third POV)
Y/N was in Alex's room, and Alex was gushing about how much she loved Mason. Y/N was kind of over it and just wanted to throw herself out the window... But stayed since Alex is her friend and she didn't want to upset her.
Y/N was praying for someone to just burst through the door and change the conversation instantly.
Then, her prayers were answered. Max came through the door.
She sighed a sigh of relief when she saw him.
"Uh- hey Y/N!" Max said nervously.
"Max I know you came here just to stare at Y/N. We get it you think she's pretty now GET OUT!" Alex said while she grabbed a pillow to throw at him with.
"What?, uh, no!! i just wanted to ask how- uh-"
*He looked at Y/N*
"How ya been???" he continued hesitantly and started laughing nervously, like an idiot.
"JUST GET OUT!!" Alex yelled, and threw her pillow at Max.
"Call me!" he mouthed on his way out, looking at Y/N again.
Y/N was in awe, being grateful that Max even talked her.
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sorry this was super short!! i'll probably continue this part but i didn't want to make y'all wait longer for another part
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Random♡ very cringe, cheesy and cliche, this is my first story i made so take my writing with a grain of salt (is that the right saying?) ♡ ---- fixing capitalization in previous chapters.. if i didnt edit them yet im probably lazy also! i'm kinda busy so...
