(Y/N)'s POV

"(Y/N), how's it coming?" Max asks from behind the bathroom door. "Shakira's here."

"Just a sec, Max." I say with a smirk.

I wouldn't let him see the dress until tonight. I wanna surprise him. After all he did surprise me last week.

I might not be able to top engagement, but I did the best I could with the dress.

I make sure my ring is on, then I open the door and walk down the hallway.

Max had his back turned to me because he was bent down, showing my sister how to use a necklace clasp.

(A/N/H)'s gaze moved from his hands to me, and her eyes widen.

Max saw that she wasn't paying attention, and he turned to look. His eyes widen slightly, but he slowly stands up straight and smiles. "Wow."

I smile. "You like it?"

He walks up to me and puts his hands on my waist. "I think you look amazing."

He goes to fill the space between us, but I push him back with my finger and smirk. "Ah ah, you gotta wait until midnight."

He gives me a pout then laughs.

"Oh, it's only a few hours away." He says.

"Okay, you love birds." Serena says with her phone in her hand. "Smile for a picture."

Max moves behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and rests his head on my right shoulder. I put a hand on his arm.

We both smiled and she took a few pictures. She sent me one of them and I forwarded it to Max, who posted it on Twitter and Instagram.

MithzanMax:

Headed to the biggest party of the year with the greatest girl in the world! 😘 Lol Sorry we couldn't make it SkyDoesThings. 😶 (YT/N)

We both left with Shakira and she had literally rented a top floor party room in one of the biggest buildings in town.

That girl knows how to throw a party.

We ran into a couple of my friends from highschool, and basically chatted and had a good time.

At around 11:45 the DJ started to play a couple of slow songs.

I look at Max, who didn't have he slightest clue what u was asking mentally.

"What?" He asks.

"You wanna come dance with me?" I ask.

"Dance? Oh, no..."

"Come on! It'll be fun."

"I don't even know how to slow dance."

"I'll teach you."

I grab his hand before he could argue and drag him out to the floor.

I put his right hand on my waist and take his left hand in mine. I rest my other hand on his shoulder and he looks at me curiously.

"You just make a box with your feet." I say. He looks down at our feet and watched my movements, quickening his pace to keep up. "One... Two... Three... Four. One... Two... Three... Four.... There you go!"

He stepped on my toes once or twice, blushing when he did, but he slowly got the hang of it and by the time the song was over he was in a good mood.

He did all of the songs with me. By the last one, he got comfortable enough with the movements that I was able to rest my head on his chest and he held me tight, moving to the rhythm without a problem.

We hung out danced to all of the songs (Max literally almost fell over during two because he couldn't keep up with me) and at 11:55 he took my hand and walked out to the balcony. It was a little bit quieter, but not by much.

"You having fun?" He asks.

"Oh, yeah." I smirk. "This is the most fun I've had in a while."

He frowns. "In a while?"

"Yeah. It's been a week since the Christmas Party."

"True." He ruffles my hair. "Well at least you're having fun."

We stared out at the city below us for a while.

He grabs my arm and pulls me close, wrapping his arms around my neck and kissing my cheek. "You look great tonight." He says softly.

"So do you." I put my hand on top of his and do the best I can to look at him without straining my eyes. "Did I surprise you?"

"Mm-hm." He buries his face in his arms.

"Shakira picked it out for me."

"Well, Shakira has a good sense of clothing."

"Yes, she does. You know that was really sweet, right?"

"What?"

"Teaching my sister how to put a necklace on."

He shrugs slightly. "She just came up and asked. Guess she saw my pendant."

"Did you see mine?"

"No."

I turn around and pull the silver necklace out from under the fabric. It had a Z pendant shaped exactly like his, only there was a gem hanging off of it and it was silver.

His eyes widen when he saw it. "It looks just like mine!"

I smile. "That's why I got it. Reminded me of you."

He just smiles. "What time is it?"

"Uh..." I pull out my phone and look. Then I smirk. "11:59 PM."

Sure enough, the crowd of people inside were counting down from 20.

By 17, Max had his hands on my waist and was looking me straight in the eye with a soft smile.

He's such a dork.

12... 11... 10... 9...

"Do you want me to count?" I ask.

"If you want." He says.

I smile. "5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

He filled the space and kissed me by the time the entire city was shouting Happy New Year. I return it, and when we broke off (sadly) I kiss his nose before resting my head on his chest.

"I've been waiting all night, you know." He says, stroking my hair.

I chuckle. "I know."

He rests his arm on the edge on the balcony wall, only to knock an ownerless half-empty wine glass over and down the side the street was on.

We both look at each other, then look over the edge.

The glass fell until it was too hard to see, then a car went off, followed by two more.

We both back away from the railing. Max looks at me.

"Oops."

Oh my god Max Really? XD

BTW, Did you guys see the connections between the last chapter and Chapter Twenty-Two and A Half? 😜 The key part was the pendant. ;)

This Cherry Blossom tho 👉theoriginalmonkey👈💙💖💝