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XVI

Zoë

I wake up, this time remembering that I went back with Lando. Not only that I went back with him, but I remember every single touch of him on my body. I feel the pressure of his arm around me, he's still fast asleep. I slowly lift it up. He immediatly starts turning, but he luckily doesn't open his eyes. I turn towards him. He looks so peacefull. I might even like him a little bit. But I'm never getting with another boy again. This was a one time thing, or... two times now. We can keep it at flirty texting while we're drunk, maybe hooking up if we happen to see eachother. I look at the boy, not able to surpress a little smile. Stop that Zoë, that isn't helping with you leaving him behind. I lift the covers and slowly make my way out of the bed. I search for my clothes. They're spread everywhere. I try to keep as silent as possible. Where the fuck is my bra? I keep looking for it but I am too afraid Lando will wake up and decide to go without it. I've found my other clothes and walk outside with my shoes in my hand. The morning is beautifull. Most of the city is still sleeping after partying all night I guess. I make my way back to Max's apartment but I take my time walking around Monaco. The smell of freshly baked bread coming towards me. The soft sound of the ocean. I decide to sit and watch the ocean for a little while before heading back. 

I get to the appartment of Max and take my shoes of before entering. I realise I haven't even said goodbye to him last night so he will be pissed about that. He totally was acting like an overprotective brother. But his kind words and touch did something to me. Maybe he was just trying to be nice, letting me have a good night out since everything that happened with Eric. But why did I feel like that when he hugged me, like I didn't want it to stop. I blame the alcohol for that, and the lack of someone being nice to me. The lack of someone touching me like he did for the last couple of months. I walk in on my tiptoes and try to get to my room without waking anybody up when I hear his voice. His voice wakens me from my thoughts and I nearly jump up. I can hear the anger coming from him and slowly turn around. This doesn't sound good. But he has nothing to say over me.

Max

Zoë comes back at 9 in the morning. I am already out of bed. I couldn't sleep for one bit and I might still even be drunk. She has her heels in her hand and tiptoes towards the stairs. "Welcome back!" I say to her, more annoyed than I wanted to sound. She freezes and turns around. "Oh hi, didn't expect someone to be up already." "You know we have a small child living here, Kelly is bringing her to school now. I didn't expect you back so early." She sighs "Did you have fun with Lando, again?" I breath out sharply and she looks annoyed at me "What is your problem Max? I'm allowed to have fun! Especially after my shitty ex!" I can't keep my rage in any longer and I start to yell at her. "You. You are my problem!" "Oh yeah great, what did I do this time?" She yells back and I can see her face turning red. I scoff "You really don't get it do you?" "No I don't. This is exactly how you acted all those years ago what made us brake contact. Well it made you brake contact with me!" I stand up from the couch running my hands through my hair "Oh my god you're so fucking blind. Do you know why I never texted you again?" She crosses her arms "No Max, please enlighten me." I hesitate for a second but I start shouting at her, I can't control the flow of words coming from my mouth "I was madly in love with you. I wanted us to be more than friends. And I went to tell you, after I let you win that last race. But I just found you making out with that stupid guy that worked at the track. You broke my heart, and I never forgave you for that." I look at her out of breath, I don't know what just happened. Her look softens and I can tell confusion takes over by the frown in her face. "I... I didn't know." "No ofcourse you didn't Zoë, you were too busy flirting and hooking up with every guy at the track except for me!" I throw a pillow across the room to redirect my anger "Are- are you calling me a slut now?!" She is offended and raises her voice "No, that's not what I meant. I-" "Fuck you Max!" She storms off to her room. "FUCK" I scream. I run my hands through my hair and go after her. I open her door but she doesn't look up. "Zoë I didn't mean it like that." She keeps packing her bag. "I- I think I never stopped lo-" she pushes me to the side and walks to the front door. "Have a good time Max, thanks for letting me stay. Tell Kelly I'm sorry that I had to leave early." She wants to open it but I take her arm.  "Don't go like this. I will still bring you to the airport." She pulls her arm back. "Don't worry about me, I'll slut my way back home!" The door closes with a bang and silence fills the void. FUCK