Hating someone can be hard work. Especially when you don't actually hate them
Or
In which an overly sarcastic, closed off girl, can't seem to hide her care
fem oc x max mayfield
s3 - 5 completed until s5
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It was now night, the girls were now all in El's room, just relaxing and listening to the radio.
Stiles was led down on the bed, her head in El's lap (secretly admiring Max) while Rory was sat on the floor reading a magazine, and Max was dancing, while using a hairbrush as a microphone.
The Hopper girl turned the page of the magazine she had, before turning the book portrait, showing off a picture of Ralph Macchio.
Max looked over, chuckling slightly, before placing the hairbrush on the nightstand, leaning against the bed. "Oh, you found Ralph Macchio."
"Macchio?" El smiled, looking over at the red-head.
The Mayfield girl nodded, smiling. "Yeah, he's the Karate Kid." She then makes a karate move with her hand. "Hai-yah." She laughed, El chuckling along.
Rory smiled, moving towards the three, looking at the Hopper girl. "He's so hot, right?"
The younger twin gagged, shaking her head as she made a face. "Gross."
Max rolled her eyes, hitting the girl slightly. "Shut up, James." She turned back to El. "I bet he's an amazing kisser, too."
Stiles rolled her eyes, clenching her jaw slightly, but ignored the weird feeling in her stomach. She knew what it was, but didn't want it there.
El looked down at her best friend for a moment, internally smirking as she saw the jealous look in her eye, before it quickly disappeared.
"Hey, uh... is Mike a good kisser?" The red-head sat on the edge of the bed, looking at El with a slight teasing smile.
The Hopper girl blushed slightly, smiling. "I don't know. He's my first boyfriend."
Rory leaned forward slightly. "Ex-boyfriend." She corrected, making El's face fall slightly.
The Mayfield girl saw this and smiled reassuringly. "Hey, don't worry about it. Okay? He'll come crawling back to you in no time, begging for forgiveness."
The older twin nodded in agreement, smiling. "Yeah. I guarantee you, him and Lucas are, like, totally wallowing in self-pity and misery right now. They're like, "Oh, I hope they take us back"."
The three girls laugh, making Stiles just shake her head in amusement. Is this really all normal girls talk about?
"God, what I wouldn't give to see their stupid faces." Max chuckled, grinning.
El thought for a moment, an idea forming in her head, making the younger twin smirk slightly, knowing exactly what she was thinking of doing.
The red-head saw the look on the Hopper girls face, raising a brow. "What is it?"
A couple minutes later, El was sat in front of the yellow radio, it having been turned to static. She put the blindfold around her head, covering her eyes.
