>your pov<
"i'm sorry." max suddenly says
"what?"
"i'm so, so fucking sorry" he puts his head in his hands and starts softly weeping
"wait what why?" i turn towards max and try to console him "no, no, no you didn't do anything wrong max. it just.. got a little out of hand that's all. you didn't do anything bad" i put a hand on his shoulder
he did. he did a lot wrong. i just don't want him to be even more upset than he is now. he's still one of my favorite youtubers, it's just that now our relationship is.. different. very different. i don't hate him, no where near that. i just.. i don't know how i feel.
"don't fucking bullshit me y/n," max slaps my hand and stands up "what the fuck am i gonna do when katt finds out? what the fuck am i gonna do when fucking sjw twitter tries to cancel me? i fucked you up and now my life is gonna be a fucking mess and it's all because of YOU. FUCK YOU Y/N. FUCK YOU" max slaps me then pushes both of my shoulders down onto the bed and walks backwards into the wall.
"..."
"..."
>max's pov<
fuck. what did i just do? she's been nothing but kind to me and i just.. fuck. i don't know what's gotten into me today.
"shit.. y/n.. i.." i walk over to y/n and see her eyes wide open, a hand on her cheek
"fuck.. i'm so sorry i.. i don't know what got into me i just-"
"it's fine." y/n spurts "i'm fine" she looks up at me with a forced smirk
"r-really?"
"yeah i just.. i need to call my mom" she stands up
fuck. well if me threatening her and having sex with her when she said stop wasn't enough to scare her off this surely did. i hope she doesn't tell her mom.. i do not want to face the wrath of a middle aged 40-something angry mother.
y/n picks up her phone and rings her mom
>your pov<
"bbbbb.."
"bbbbb.."
come on mom, pick upp...
"bbbbbb.."
"i'm sorry, the person you're trying to call has a voice mailbox that has not been set up yet. please try again. BEEP"
fuck. i don't want to be in this hotel room much longer, especially with max.
i furrow my brow and take my phone down from my ear
mom
1 missed call
can u pick me up?? sent 4:15 pm
Sorry sweetheart, I have to go get my oil changed then go pick up y/s from your cousins house. Ask y/f1s Mom to drop you off at the house. Love you! read 4:17 pm
of course she's getting her oil changed. of fucking course she had to get it done the exact evening i'm stuck in a hotel with a 27 year old man who just fucking.. ugh.
"she's busy. i need to be dropped off." i plop back down on the bed
"oh um.. do you want me to drop you off?" max looks down at me, his shadow completely engulfing my small-in-comparison frame
"i guess that's my only choice. i mean, it's either that or i call a sketchy lyft and probably get abducted in the process." i click my phone off
that'd still be better than spending another moment with max right now. i just need time alone.. i gotta clear my head
"um, what time do you have to be home by?" max inquires, sitting down next to me
"well it's probably gonna take her a while to finish getting it changed and she has to pick my sibling up from out of state so uhhh, i'd say 7?"
"oh, good, good yeah.."
i walk up to the door and put my hand on the knob
"wait-" max shuffles around on the floor "you forgot this.." he holds up my ripped shirt
i roll my eyes
"..asshole" i snatch them from his hands and head back to the door
"fuck.. y/n! y/n, wait," max bolts up from the bed and rushes over to me and grabs my arm "don't.. don't go yet" and i turn my head over my left shoulder and face him "i.. i need to make this right. i know i hurt you baby just please give me another chance please y/n.." he wraps his hands around my waist and nuzzles his head into my shoulder "please don't go.." i feel a tear drop down into my collarbone
"max.." i turn back towards the door and let out a sigh
"please." he whispers into my ear
"you know i can't.. you know we can't.." i mutter
"no, y/n we.. we can.. we can make it work. please.. i just can't let you go right now baby.." max replies, his voice choking up, "please don't leave me."
"i'm sorry." i twist the doorknob and open the door. i pry his arms off of my waist
"y/n, y/n please, y/n!" he begs "i know i fucked up, i'm sorry"
"..goodbye max."
"please! y/n! y/nn!!"
i walk out of the hotel and into the parking lot.
your driver is in a gray nissan altima, sit tight
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Fanfiction'' ✩ = sfw '' ♡ = sexual content '' ♥︎ = gore, abuse, assault °.✩┈┈┈┈∘*┈┈୨♡୧┈┈*∘┈┈┈┈✩.° '' 3.15.21 edit: oh okay just checked back on this account and this has 89 views ?? hello ?? um so hey guys LOL i might update this soon I have a draft from fore...
