cursing and shit.

Ages: 17-18

//Third POV//

Hey kids, wanna know what is the biggest fucking hellhole?

School!

And even better, High-school!

Fuck!

This was all crossing the minds of each student of Campbell High, a public school nestled in the mountainy town of Sleepy Peak, New York.

Though, one girl tried her best to stay optimistic in all this madness.

Meet..well you, Y/n L/n.

Y/n tried to make the best out of all the bullshit that came across her in the school.

She was pretty for the most part, and one of the smarter ones out of the dumbasses in Campbell High.

Y/n put up with a lot of shit when it came to staying positive.

She had to deal with perverts catcalling her in the halls.

She had to ignore the snotty words by gossip girls, (she wasn't bullied, but just as talked about as much as everybody else).

The most annoying thing she had to deal with though, was a certain boy she had to sit next to in Technology.

His name was Max, and Max, ohohohoho, Max was a fucking asshole.

Wanna take a peek?

No?

Well too bad.

———

"Yo, Y/n," Max whispered to Y/n.

She ignored him, trying to focus on the string of Python code she was writing for a passing grade.

"Y/n," He repeated.

Y/n sighed, "What?"

"Can you help me out with this?"

'Okay, think about this Y/n. If you help Max, he might leave you alone, but you'll be burning bridges with Sebastian. If you don't help him, he'll probably harass you for the rest of senior year,' You thought hard about this.

Sebastian was one of Y/n's closest friends.

When Y/n first told the Indonesian that she sat next to Max, Sebastian almost threw up in his mouth.

Sebastian despised Max, hating everything about him and told you that he was a good for nothing douchebag.

If Sebastian found out about this, he would flip.

"Okay, What do you need help with?"

"Well, I kinda needed you to right down this set of numbers," Max requested.

You raised an eyebrow, "Does this even have anything to do with programming?"

"To be honest, no. Can you just do this for me?"

"*Sigh* Fine. What are the numbers?" You sighed and took out a pen and paper.

"334," Max began.

You wrote the numbers down and he continued.

"4790."

This was a weird string of numbers.

Y/n wondered what they were for.

"So why do you need this anyway?" You handed the paper to him, curious.

Max motioned for you to give him the pen and he wrote something on the sheet of notebook paper and folded it up.

He pressed the folded up paper in your hand, "Read it when you get home."

"Um, okay??"

"Hey, get back to work you two. You guys need this for a passing grand, ya know?" Mr. Gil, the tech teacher reminded you guys.

And so, you two turned back to your work like nothing happened.

———

You stared intently at the folded paper, wondering what it had in store for you.

You were laying on your bed, back facing the ceiling.

Your guardian(s) were not home, so you had the whole house to yourself.

In fact, they were on a well deserved vacation and left you in charge, knowing you wouldn't throw a party or some shit.

Y/n's hands trembled as she slowly unwrapped the notebook paper.

On the paper, was the jumble of numbers, but above it was unfamiliar handwriting.

Call me soon, cutie

"No..fucking way.."

Max didn't just give you some random numbers or a code or some shit, he gave you his fucking number!

'What would Sebastian think about this?'

You pushed the thought to the back of your head, curiosity getting the best of you, and dialed the number on your cellphone.

You were so nervous that you dialed and un-dialed multiple times.

After the 5th time of retyping the phone number, Y/n finally tapped the green button and held the phone shakily to her ear.

Somebody picked up.

"Hello?" You asked nervously.

"I'm impressed. You actually called," You heard that same voice that drove you crazy everyday.

That same voice you were slowly falling for.

Yeah, Y/n did think he was more then slightly attractive, but that wasn't the only thing that she saw.

She felt this weird, gross..feeling towards him.

The sort of feeling that makes her feel safe around him and makes her laugh at his jokes even when they weren't funny.

"Hey Max," Y/n managed to find the words to say.

"Why so bland? Aren't you happy to talk to me?"

"Well, I guess it's better then being alone, I suppose.." Y/n flipped over staring at the ceiling.

"You're home alone, eh? When are the folks coming back?" Max asked.

"The following Sunday, why?"

———

Max loved hearing the soft curiosity in her voice.

"I was thinking I could, well you know..keep you warm~" Max flirted.

Max wasn't the flirty type, but when he flirted, by god did he flirt good.

Max could hear Y/n being flustered through the phone.

'Heh. Adorable.'

"So, can I stop by?" Max asked.

Max had already resolved he had feelings for the girl.

He always hated goody-two-shoes people but Y/n was something more to him.

At first, He only found her pretty, and that was it, but when he learned more about her and got to know her personality a bit more, Max got more and more attracted to her.

Max swore to Neil (a good friend since childhood), that she was haunting his dreams.

Max was beyond bewildered by her.

"Um..you know what? Sure. Need my address?"

"Yeah. Thanks for agreeing."

"Eh, I'm getting lonely."

He soon got an address and directions sent from the number she was calling him by.

"Got it. I'll see you in a bit, my angel~"

He ended the call, and began to get his shit together, humming.

He slipped on his iconic blue sweatshirt, grabbed his phone and wallet.

Took his car keys to his pickup truck from the kitchen table and drove off following the navigation system.

Max also knew about one of Y/n's closest friends, Sebastian.

Max's relationship with Sebastian was...nonexistent.

Let's just say Sebastian has a lot of things he wants to say to Max.

Max finally pulled up to Y/n's house, excited, yet anxious.

He knocked on the door, tapping his foot impatiently for her to answer.

After a minute or so, she answered, to his excitement.

"H-Hey.." Y/n murmured.

"Hey," Max froze.

They just stood there, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

"So, uh, can I come in?? It's pretty chilly out here," Max asked.

"Yeah, Sorry," Y/n moved aside, letting him in.

"No worries, cutie."

As they were walking upstairs, Max couldn't help he see how...a certain area bounced up and down when she walked, ahead of him.

Please remember that this little shit is in high school and what do high school kids do? They perv it up.

"Heh..why do you call me that?" She asked.

"Isn't it obvious? You're cute."

They walked into Y/n's room, something Max only did in his dreams.

"Tch, no I'm not," Y/n rolled her eyes, plopping on her bed.

"Well," Max sat down next to her and held her hand with the both of his, rubbing invisible circles into the palms of her hands, "I think you're so beautiful, you surpass Scarlet Johansson and she's really fucking hot."

"Max, you're lying."

He loved her modesty, but he wanted to make her feel loved so much, that she'd be overwhelmed by all of his love.

"That's not true and you know it," He chuckled.

———

Warning: this might get a little erotic, but it's not gonna become a full on lemon. Reader discretion is advised.

Max had a flicker in his ocean blue eyes

The same flicker that meant he was up to something.

His hand slowly crept up your hip, "I love your smooth curves," His hand then went down your thighs, "Your perfect thighs."

His touch gave you waves of pleasure, something nothing else couldn't satisfy.

Not when it was Max doing it.

His lips lightly touched your neck, "Your soft skin."

His lips suddenly locked a kiss on your neck, then getting the feeling of a sting on the area.

Max bit you!

Max kissed and bit your neck several times, causing you to moan.

Max kept making many comments about you in the middle of kissing you, like how he thinks your hair is pretty or he liked your boobs-

Ahem.

He also told you about how sweet and kind you were, and to him, an angel.

"And finally.." He placed his thumb on to your lips.

Max kissed you, softly at first, but then he got more rough, biting your lip and even slipping a little tongue in there.

After the make-out session, Y/n and Max flopped next to each other on the bed.

"Y/n, I love you."

"I love you too, Max."

He took your hand and firmly squeezed it "Now, aren't you glad I came over?"

"Heh, hell yeah I am," You smiled.

You frowned, remembering that you just turned on your amigo Sebastian.

"What will Sebby think of this?"

"You mean Sebastian? Just don't tell him."

"But we've been friends for like, ever! I can't lie to him."

"Then do tell him the truth, then. It shouldn't matter who you make out with to him, as long as your happy, am I right?" Max told you.

"I..I guess that's true. Thanks, Max."

"Anytime, cutie," He yawned.

The two of you started to slowly fall asleep cuddling together.

"My Angel.." Max mumbled as he drifted to sleep.