𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 - 𝘌𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘹 ♡

Chapter 29 - Pretty ♡

Jane's POV- (I'M FINALLY SWITCHING IT UP LMFAO)

It was the middle of the night; and I was sitting cris-crossed on my neatly made bed as I doodled in my sketch book. My pencil dragged along the paper and made random movements, I wasn't trying to draw anything in particular, I was just doodling. I wished I was at Max's house, and I wondered what she was doing without me.

I stopped for a moment and dropped my pencil, staring at the messy lines on the paper in front of me. As I spaced out, my mind wondered to deep and mysterious realms. Flashbacks of my favorite ginger, to be specific. My heart ached for her, it was so frustrating how I couldn't stand to be away from her.

It was almost like a part of myself was missing whenever we were apart, as cheesy as that sounds, it was true.

Bang bang bang bang bang

My window was being pounded on, and if it wasn't Max, I'd be beating someone's ass. I turned around and stood out of bed, nearing over to the window and pulling the curtains back to see who it was. I was relieved to see that it was, indeed, my girlfriend.

I sighed jokingly at her dumb choice to come in through the window and slid it open.

Max immediately tried to pull herself up, making a grunting noise in the process. When she was finally in my room, she gave me one of the biggest hugs ever.

"Max?" I giggled as I squeezed her back with slight confusion.

"Janee, I couldn't come through the front door, Hopper would've throw me in jail." She slurred her words together with a sleepy tone in her voice. I pulled away quickly to check her eyes, I was highly suspicious.

The white in her eyes was replaced with a light shade of red, and I couldn't believe it. She had been smoking weed.

"Max, who gave you weed?" I asked.

She looked around nervously, "Uh when.. uh the- I went to uh.. It happened when.. when.. uh. What was the question again?"

"Maxine Mayfield."

"Mommy."

"I- where did you get the weed?" I asked again, slightly blushing.

"Party, Steve's party." She replied, "Now kiss me."

"When did you go to Steve's party?!"

"When I went to Steve's party."

"Maxine!" I exclaimed.

"Whatttttt?" She groaned, falling back on my bed.

"Why did you smoke weed?!"

"You better stop asking me about the weed before I make you." She sighed.

"I am your girlfriend! I need to know!" I pleaded.

"Ughh.. I smoked it because I smoked it. It was impulsive, alright?" She closed her eyes and spread her limbs all over my bed. "I don't see the big deal baby, I'm fine."

"It's 2AM, Max. You were at Steve's party, you got high as fuck, you came all the way to my house, you entered through the window, and you think that I don't have a reason to be concerned? Obviously you aren't thinking straight." I spoke sternly. I was slightly disappointed, and very confused. I wanted to know the reasoning behind everything.

"Fine fine fine, I went to Steve's house because my brother and I got into a fight and I didn't wanna bother you, and coincidentally he was throwing a small weed smoking party. I was gonna leave but then he offered me some, and of course I took it. Afterwards I started to miss you so I told him I was going to the bathroom then I left."

I could hardly process the story, it was so much to understand in the middle of the night.

"So you came to see me?" I asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Correct, yes, positively." She nodded, still laying on my bed.

"Well w-"

"Hey Jane I told you to start drying the floor after you get out of the shower so- Oh wait, Max, you're here?" Hopper bursted through my door and stopped in his tracks once he saw my girlfriend.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh, uh yeah." Max uttered nervously, thinking she was busted.

"Okay fine, but keep the door open three inches, three inches." He spoke suspiciously, backing out of my doorframe slowly and cracking the door.

"Do you think he knows?" She whispered nervously.

I giggled silently and laid down next to her, "Love, I don't think you have to worry about anything."

As I turned my face towards hers, she faced me too. Her eyes widened and her grin grew bigger. "Pretty."

Another giggle erupted from my mouth as I watched her stare at me with such a goofy, loving smile. She scooted closer to me and placed a peck on my nose.

She began tracing her fingers around the sides of my face, moving around my lips, nose, eyes, eyebrows, and down my hair. She continued doing it over and over again, almost like she was stuck in a loop. I was enjoying every second of it though, maybe Max being high wasn't such a bad thing.

Lastly, she cupped my face gently and stared at me for a few moments. There was nothing besides the silence and her eyes on mine. She was studying my eyes, or maybe admiring them. She finished our moment off by connecting our lips, it wasn't a heated kiss, it was more of a simple affectionate kiss. No tongue or anything.

But the kiss lasted for a long time, two minutes almost. When we both pulled away, I could hardly catch my breath. Even though our lips weren't connected anymore, her hands still remained on both sides of my face.

The rest of the night consisted of high Max cuddling me, and talking to me as I tried to sleep.