Loveable Idiot (Max Russo x Reader)

Chapter 8

(Max's POV)

"ALEX! YOU WHAT?" Someone yelled downstairs. Ooh~ she's in so much trouble.

"Y/N, stay here. It could be dangerous down there." I warned.

"Alright alright fine." She whined as she jumped on my bed.

I immediately run downstairs and spotted Justin pissed off at Alex.

"You expect me to not take the dare? They told me to do it and you know me! I'm risky!" Alex shouts.

"Hey, hey, hey. What's going on? I heard screaming and banging down here at the loft and Y/N startled." I argued.

"Stay out of this. All you need to know is that my truck hasn't been seen in days because of Alex." Justin yelled.

"Just because I crashed it doesn't mean I still can't duplicate it." Alex stated. "What are you so mad about?"

"Me? Mad about? Have you even looked at it? The engine is completely wrecked! Sure you can duplicate it but it won't get rid of what you did to the original car!" He snapped.

"What can I say? I'm a badass." She smirked.

"More like a jackass!"

"Chill out. I can fix it with magic."

"Face it Alex. You can't earn my forgiveness ever again. You completely destroyed my car."

"It's duplicate will still have the same price and value as the original."

"Does it get rid of that memory? Didn't think so."

"Simplify you mind, leave that thought behind!" Alex shouted.

"Wait why did we argue again?"

"Uh, I don't know. You got mad for some reason and blamed me on it."

"Oh sorry Alex." Justin headed for the stairs.

"What a dummy." Alex laughed as she goes down the basement. "Now I gotta go duplicate his truck. See ya Max."

That was strange. I head upstairs and see Y/N play around with a deck of cards.

"Hey Maxi, wanna play Go fish?" She requested.

"Oh yeah, sure."

We played a few rounds until we got bored. I decide to make a move.

"Hey Y/N. Since it's 6 pm, did you wanna go outside today? We could walk around Central Park until night and wander around Waverly Place."

"Sure. I'm down."

Not everything went as planned though. I don't even know if it was worse or better.

We wandered around Central Park but she got stomach cramps. Y/N went down to the bathroom because of "woman issues" which I obviously don't understand. Maybe soon I will.

I sat down on the bench next to the door and scroll through Twitter. She came out of the bathroom but this random teenager leaned against the wall, looking up and down at Y/N.

"Hey, you look cute. Wanna go out on a date tonight? I'll lend you my jacket." He said.

This son of a bitch. They just met. I didn't even want to watch this train wreck but I did eavesdrop.

She started stuttering. "I- well- um- I don't even know you."

"You don't got to. I'm safe."

"Well, you see. Um..." Y/N stared at me for a moment then took my phone away and dragged my arm to her side. "Yeah, this is my boyfriend."