• 𝙳𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚢 • ( Max MayField x Fem/reader)

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝟹 (𝙴𝙻𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽?)

• Y/N's POV •

I finally got home and turned the key in my door. I walked in and saw my mom waiting for me on the couch looking pissed.
"Where were you." She said.
"When and my friends where celebrating Dustin coming back we didn't think we would be out that late." I tried to explain.
"Out?" She remarked.
"Outside I mean." I said looking down.
"What if you ended up like that missing girl a few years ago?" She said out of no where.
"Mom i was with my friends-"
"So was she." She cut me off. At this point she was standing right in front of me.
"Your grounded." She said as I looked up at her shocked.
"Over what, going outside and having a life!?" I said as I started to get mad.
"Y/n you will listen to me and go to your room." She said I could tell she was livid.
I scoff and look away then push past her and walk to my room.
"Whatever." I said as I shut my door locking it.
I grabbed my cassette player and put on my favorite song (what ever song you like) and lay there.

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶
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It was around 7:00 the next morning and I got up and thought about what to do. I decided that I wasn't grounded and that I was going to max's and she couldn't stop me, so I threw on some shorts and a shirt as well as shoes. I walked out side with my skate bored in hand.

The summer weather was nice, It felt like a good day to be away from my house for awhile. I dropped my skateboard and started skating down the road. There were no cars in sight, I kept going till I got to my girlfriend max's house. I was going to walk but then I saw her skating out side and walked over,
"max!" i said happily walking over to hug her.
"y/n!" she said hugging me tightly.
"how mad was your mom?" she said having her arms on your shoulders but not hugging you anymore.

"well to say the least I'm grounded." I shrugged.
"So you snuck out?" She asked.
"Maybe" I replied putting my skateboard on the ground and getting on it.
"Aww you snuck out for me," she started Teasing. 
"So sorry I care about my girlfriend" I say joking as I skate down the rode,
After awhile max started trying to do this flip thing but it wasn't working to well. She fell when she tried it this time and her board slide down the road until it was stopped. Eleven? It was strange for her to actually wanna talk to us most of the time she was with Mike,
"Can we talk?" She said standing in front of max holding her skateboard.

                             𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙿
❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁❁

"And then he said he missed me, and then he just hung up." Eleven said sitting on max's bed while max paced back and fourth.
"He's a pease of shit." Max said swiftly.
"What?" Eleven said confused.
"Mike doesn't have anything to do today." I chimed in.
"And his nana obviously isn't sick!" Max said proving our point.
I turned to el. "I bet that him and Lucas are playing Atari right now." I say laying down on maxs bed.
"But, friends don't lie?" El said leaning forward a bit.
"Yeah, well, boyfriends do, all. The. Time." She said.
"Here's what your going to do." Max started
"Your going to ignore his calls, like he doesn't even exist!"
"He doesn't  exist?" El said a little bit confused.
"He treated you like garbage!" Max said
"Now you give him  a taste of his own medicine." I say looking over at her.
"Give him the medicine" el said nodding.
"And if he doesn't fix this, doesn't explain himself-"
"Dump his ass." I cut off max and we both looked at her and smiled slightly. Max pulled el of the bed,
"Let's go."
"Where?" El said
"To have some fun theres more to life then stupid boys you know." Max turned back to look at me,
"Are you going to stay in my bed all day or?"
I sighed and sat up and walked faster then normal to catch up. We walked to the bus station and all sat together, the whole time we just laughed and talked about what we were going to do later and how funny it would be if el dumped him.

Author Note:

I would like to say I'm sorry for not posting for awhile but tbh I forgot I wrote this. Also it is a little short but I'm trying to make the next one longer.