Fangirl

MAX'S POINT OF VIEW

I look over after Michael's third groan, to see him lying on the floor. "You okay?" I laugh.

"Noooo." He groans some more, and rolls over onto his stomach.

"Okay, well what's wrong?" I ask. He frowns and sits up.

"Okay. Max, you of all people know that I'm not good at confrontation or anything in that category, really." I nod. "But I just. I dunno." He sighs, "Are you like- embarrassed by me? Or- Or still into Calum or something?"

I raise my eyebrows, "What? No, no Mikey not at all, why?"

"Because you won't even tell Riley about us. You won't even tell her the area you're in."

"I- didn't think you cared about it." I shrug.

"Of course I care about it, I care about you. Why wouldn't I?"

I shake my head, "Calum didn't. I figured you felt the same way he did about me for some reason."

Michael frowns, and slouches a little. "You aren't just a sex object, Max. Or anything where you're just for looks, sure you're gorgeous but you're also funny, and sarcastic, and smart and lovely to be around. I love you, not just your body."

I smile. "How are you so perfect?"

"I dunno, you must be rubbing off on me." He laughs.

RILEY'S POINT OF VIEW

Max: I'm in Australia with Mikey, we've been dating for like 7 or 8 months.

"Umm." I raise my eyebrows, and Luke looks over at me.

"What?"

Me: WOAH WHAT WHEN WHERE HOW WHY HOLY FUCK MAX GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND EXPLAIN SHIT OMG IM DECEASED WTF HOE

"Max and Michael are together?" I sort of state.

"Wooahh, what?"

"I don't know I guess they've been dating for seven months and she's been staying at his house?"

Luke laughs, and my stomach back flips. "I told you that would happen."

"You did not!"

"I diiiddd." He beams.

"You didn't." I laugh.

"You're just jealous you're not psychic like me." He mumbles.

"Luke, I swear to god, I will literally sit on-"

"My face?" He smiles, looking over at me. I feel my face go pink. That cheeky little shit.

"In your dreams Hemmings." I murmur, trying not to grin.

"Hah, yeah, asleep or not, true." He says quietly. I look over at him again.

"Wait, are you serious?" I ask.

"Clearly, yes." He laughs, and I get more butterflies.

"Well, we'll just have to keep that in the idea box." I shrug, just to annoy him.

"What? I think it belongs in the highly agree box?" He jokes.

"I don't know Luke I mean that box is almost overflowing, if we add in anything else our first time is going to last for hours." I smile.

"Add in more stuff, hurry!" He laughs, "No but seriously can we add in you sitting on my face. Oh, wait no, I wanna have to pin you down." His eyes widen and smiles like a five year old with a great idea.

"Why are you so fucking hot." I sigh, "Yes we can." He beams and does jazz hands. "When's break over?"

"Like five days?" He shrugs. "Why?" Before I can answer him he frowns and says, "Wait what happens with us when I'm busy and on tour and everything? I mean, I want to take you on tour again but people might catch on."

"Um. I dunno." I frown.

Notes