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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The girls finally made it back to Max's house, now all changed out of their wet clothes.
El, Max and Rory were on the bed, while Stiles took the floor. The Mayfield girl was persistent on her sharing the bed too, not wanting her to sleep on the floor. But, the younger twin won that argument... surprisingly.
"Which one?" Max smiled, holding up two comics, them being, Green Lantern and Wonder Woman.
The Hopper girl smiled slightly, although it didn't reach her eyes, shrugging as she got into the bed. "I don't know."
The red-head put down the comics, seeing the look on the girls face. "Hey, there's nothing to worry about anymore, okay?"
El sighed, frowning slightly. "It doesn't make sense."
"What doesn't make sense?" Rory looked at her, looking at her twin for a moment.
The brunette pursed her lips. "Heather. The blood. The ice."
Max shrugged. "Heather had a fever, so she took a cold bath, but she's better now. That has to be it." She tried to reassure. "I don't know where that blood came from, but... we saw her. We all saw her. She's totally fine."
El and Stiles shared a look, both thinking the same thing. "What about Billy?" They both questioned.
The Mayfield girl furrowed her eyebrows, looking in between them. "What about him?"
"He seemed wrong." El noted.
Stiles nodded in agreement. "I felt it. Something was really wrong."
Max gave a slight worried look at the Harrington girl, not knowing if what she felt hurt her in some way, before looking back at the Hopper girl with a slight smile. "Wrong is kind of like his default. But it's nice to know he's not a murderer, because that would've totally sucked." She chuckled.
El smiled, before looking down at the comics, eyebrows furrowed. "Who... is that?" She pointed at the Wonder Woman comic.
Rory chuckled slightly. "See, this is why you can't just hang out with Mike all the time."
The red-head then picked up the comic, leaning back, opening it. "This is Wonder Woman. AKA, Princess Diana. She's from Paradise Island, which is, like, this hidden island where there are only women Amazon warriors." She went on to explain.
Stiles just led down, putting her hands behind her head, relaxing as she listened to the girl talk.
God, did Max Mayfield have a soothing voice.
~~~🎆🎮🛹🛡🎆~~~
Stiles was in the bathroom, splashing her face with water, when she heard Max's walkie going off in the bedroom.
The Harrington girl dried her face with a towel, before putting on her green flannel, having already gotten dressed a couple minutes ago.
She then walked into the bedroom, seeing the red-head starting to stire awake, making her quickly grab the walkie.
