memories ~ elmax ~

pt. 16

el's pov:

i opened my eyes to see a redheaded girl laying next to me in my bed cuddled up to me. at first i had totally forgotten that max was staying with me for a bit, but calmed down once i remembered. she was cuddled up to me and i could feel my heart pounding inside of my chest. i slightly smiled and brushed a peice of hair behind her ear. honestly- she looked really cute and beautiful when her hair was messy. if she stays with me for alot longer then one night, that means i can wake up every morning like this. i smiled even more just at the thought. there is something about this girl beside me, just as soon as i saw her yesterday, and caught her trying to steal from my moms store, just something about her got stuck in my mind. i really couldn't get my mind off this girl.

i was beyond happy she was staying with me. i really hope she stays for a long time. i wanted to get to know her, she seems really cool. she puts on this tough cover, but deep down i can tell that she's not. i wanted to get her to open up to me and trust me, but i wasn't exactly sure how yet. i had to spend over an hour convincing her to spend the night at my house and stay with me, little alone if i ever wanted her to ever open up to me. just then i heard a knock on my door. "el honey breakfast is ready." my mom told me as she opened up my door and peeked in. she paused for a moment looking at the sleeping redheaded girl laying beside me. "el- is that the girl from yesterday you didn't let leave the store?" she calmly asked me. "uhm- i- maybe.." i mumbled looking over at max sleeping peacefully.

my mom blankly stared at me a little longer, before speaking. "did you like kidnap her or something again?" she asked me, joking but being serious at the same time. "no- she actually showed up at our house last night, can she stay here? please?" i begged her. she sighed and then spoke. "come out here so we don't wake up your friend- i need to talk to your father about this." she said leaving my room. i sat up and stretched my arms out, and kicked off the blankets like i did every morning. i looked over at max one more time and found myself getting lost in thought just staring at her. god she was so beautiful. i could almost feel my heart beating out of my chest, as i could feel myself getting closer and closer to her. my lips were barley 5 inches away from her, before i heard will's voice. "hey el-" he paused once he saw me, and max laying next to me. "what are you doing?" he asked me looking confused.

i immediately got embarrassed and annoyed as i snapped at him. "nothing! get out of my room!" i snapped getting out of my bed and pushing him out. i left my bedroom, and shut my bedroom door, leaving max alone in my room. "what we're you just doing?" he called out to me as i turned the corner, walking into the living room. mom was already talking to my dad, and he shrugged. "so is it okay?" i asked them, hoping it would be a yes. "she has no where else to stay? i mean why here? can't she go somewhere els-"
"no!" i snapped already hating the idea of her being somewhere else. "i mean no, she only has here. plus she's my friend. i don't want her staying anywhere else. plus she might not even stay knowing her." i explained to him. he sighed but nodded. "alright, can i meet her though? since you snuck her in last night while we were all already asleep." he chuckled.

i smiled and nodded. "i'll go wake her up!" i told them, running to my bedroom. i bursted into my room and jumped onto the bed. "max wake up!" i said shaking her awake. she slowly opened her eyes and looked at me confused. "god shut up. are you always this crazy in the mornings?" she asked me rolling onto her side and covering her face with my pillow. "my family wants to meet you. get up!" i said taking the pillow off her face. "fuck off." she mumbled pushing me off of her. i frowned and sighed. "max please. just meet them then you can go back to sleep." i told her. "fine then. whatever." she said sitting up and slightly glaring at me.

she kicked the blankets off of her, just like i did, and got out of my bed. she followed me to the kitchen where mom was making breakfast for everyone. "okay, this is my mom, joyce, who you already met, my dad, jim, but everyone calls him hop or hopper, my twin brother will, who you also already met, and my little brother johnathan." i said pointing everyone out. johnathan waved and ran up to her. "hi- im johnathan nice to meet you!" he grinned at her. "cool. how old are you?" she asked looking down at him. "im 10 next month!" he grinned. "hm- a kid. great." she mumbled pushing passed me heading back to my bedroom. i watched her leave, and immediately felt really disappointed. max was really confusing.. yesterday she was nice, then mean, then nice, now she is being mean again?

"is she always that mean?" my dad asked me. "i don't know- she's just tired i guess." i shrugged. "i'll be right back-" i told them, following her to my bedroom. the door was shut, so i opened it and walked inside. she was sitting on my bed with her back facing me, but then she looked over her shoulder and groaned. "privacy much?" she groaned. "this is MY room max." i told her walking in and shutting my door. "hey- are you alright? you just seemed upset meeting my family." i asked her. she turned around to face me and spoke. "listen princess- i appreciate you letting me spend the night, but i'm not staying. and there's no point in me meeting your fake ass family." she told me.

i stared at her feeling confused, crushed, but butterflies at all the same time. "princess?" i asked her feeling a bit confused, but strangely happy. she stood up off my bed and walked closer to me. "you live in a big house, fancy part of town, with your happy non-abusive parents, happy siblings that care, probably hundreds of thousands in your bank account, and a giant ass room. sounds pretty much like a spoiled princess to me." she snapped. "no- that's not how it is at al-
"you have a fucking chandler in your closet." she interrupted me. i stared at her silently feeling shocked and hurt. "okay.. im sorry you feel that way then.." i mumbled looking down at the ground. she rubbed her forehead and mumbled something. "god your so fucking sensitive." she mumbled.

"listen. my life and your life are COMPLETEY different. i don't have this whole 'rich girl life' like you do. i'm not trying to be mean, i'm just stating the facts, okay?" she explained to me sitting back down on my bed. well, there she goes being nice once again, damn, this girl.. it's like she's pulling me in every time she's nice, when she's mean she is pushing me away, but then she's nice once again and then she pulls me in even further.