Amelie x Max

Ch. 16 Amelie x max

TW: Harry Styles
The door creaked open, and standing
there was Max's brother, Harry Betts.
"What's up shawty bae?" He said, flashing a crooked smile.
"N- not here!" Max said, covering Harry's mouth.
"Woah, is this incest? Cool," Amelie said. She was definitely fangirling.
Max's cheeks went completely red, signaling that Amelie was right.
"Maxie boy, since when was the last time we had s-"
*BANG!*
Max had slammed the door shut on Harry.
Amelie laughed, before opening the door once again, revealing Harry.
"Come in shawty bae," She said, welcoming him into Max's home.
He opened his mouth to say something, but it was too late, Harry had already entered the comfort of his home.
Max didn't know what Harry was planning to do, but she lead them both to Max's bedroom. She sat on the bed, shuffling around, trying to get comfortable.
"Threesome?" She asked, making Max feel uncomfortable. He no longer wanted to be with Harry. He turned around quickly, and made his way to the exit.
He didn't turn to look back.
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Max had left his home, unsure on where to go. He finally decided to go to Ines house, where she was probably crying that Ayla wouldn't stay with her.
He knocked on the door, hoping she would answer.
She did, revealing her puffy red eyes. Her walls were covered in pictures of Harry Styles.
"Sorry, I was listening to Harry's new soundtrack," she said, wiping a tear from her eye.
"Wha- I'm not gonna ask. Can I come in?" Max said, barging into her home. He glanced over at a cabinet, which had a candle on it. Max picked it up and read the lable:
'This smells like my vagina'
Its a real candle name. Search it up.
He cringed, before turning left and entering her kitchen.
"Hey- does... does that candle actually smell like your vagina?" Max asked, turning around awkwardly to face Ines.
"You can find out," Ines said, giggling to herself, before taking a Harry Styles mug from the cabinet beside her. She them picked up the milk, which looked 3 days old, and drank straight from the carton.
"Why'd you get the mug out?"
She didn't reply, all she did was pick up her computer from the table. She inputted her password, revealing a Harry Styles background. The only items Max could see on Ines' computer were three files.
- Ayla images
- Max images
- Harry Styles images
She was officially obsessed.
Max couldn't contain his anger anymore.
"What the fuck? How is everyone so weird today? I thought we bonded. You're obsessed with Harry Styles! You make me want to have constipation! You make me want to stop watching porn! You make me want to get a buzzcut! You make me want to stop ejaculating thiry- five times a day non-stop for hours on end! I hope you drown in your own tears!"
He ran out, angry as ever. He sounded like my brother when he gallops down the stairs to annoy me.
Max was done. He was going to go live in his parents' shitty flat.
To be continued...
Max once told me he liked his fat maths teacher, he said he jerked off to her. #relatable?