Oneshots: Elmax / Sillie

'Just friends'

Max's POV:
El stormed into my bedroom, an angry glare on her face as she slammed the door shut behind her.

I looked up at her from my bed, setting my phone down beside me. A smirk pulled at my lips as my eyes ran down her body, I knew why she was here, and why she was angry.

"And what's got you all riled up?" I asked teasingly, watching as she walked towards me. 
"You know what you did." She answered, her voice dangerously calm.

I raised my eyebrows, leaning back with my hands holding me up as I shrugged. "I don't think I do."
"I saw you over there with him." El said, sounding disgusted at even the thought of him.
"With who? Felix?" I asked, despite knowing exactly who she was talking about. "What about it?"

"He couldn't take his fucking hands off you! And not like you cared, I mean- you probably liked it huh? You wanted it, didn't you?" She replied, raising her voice with every sentence.
I smirked, not bothering to hide it anymore, "Maybe I did."

She huffed, and put her hands over her face, "You don't understand. He's crazy, he hurts people." She said.
I chuckled and licked my lips as she waited for my response. "Is he crazy, or are you just jealous?" I asked.

She shook her head, taking a step back. "We're not doing this again. We're friends Max."
"Are we though?" I wondered, standing up and walking towards her as she continued to step back. "Do friends make out, El?" She blushed, "Do they fuck? Huh?" I asked as her back hit the wall. "We're not just friends and you fucking know it." I said, leaning closer.

She looked up at me, defiant. "Why don't you just go fuck Felix then? You two don't seem to be just friends either."
I brought my hand to her cheek, running my thumb down her jawline as she clenched it. "I don't want him. Don't you understand? I don't want anyone but you, and that's the fucking problem."

El's eyes softened for only a second before returning back to their angry glare. "How come you were with him then? Changed your mind?" She asked sarcastically.
I laughed, "I only did that to see if you'd get jealous. It seemed to work, didn't it?"

I leaned closer, and our faces were just inches apart. She ran her hand up and around the collar of my shirt, her arms looping around my neck as her gaze travelled from my eyes to my lips, and back up again.

"Why don't you come here and check?" She said quietly, looking down at my lips again. "Because I wouldn't be so sure."
I smiled and put my right hand under her chin, lifting it ever so slightly so she could look at me better. "God, you're so fucking hot when you're mad." I whispered, my lips brushing against hers for a moment.

She immediately pulled me closer, her arms still around my neck. I smiled as our lips met in a passionate kiss, her mouth hot against mine.

I put my hands on her waist, pulling her into me as she sighed, melting into my hands. I gently nipped on her bottom lip, hearing a small whimper escape her mouth. I slid my tongue inside and felt her fingers find their way to my hair, getting tangled in the wavy locks.

I savoured her taste before pulling away, catching my breath. "Tell me." I spoke, "Tell me what you want."
She looked at me, her eyes quick in their movements. "Fuck you." She said quietly, pulling me in for another kiss.

My fingertips made their way to the bottom of her T-shirt, lifting it up only a couple of centimetres. She pulled away again and looked at me once more before pulling her shirt over her head in one clean movement, her lips meeting mine in a matter of seconds.

My hand's travelled down her bare skin, pulling her further into me.

"Jump." I whispered, my heart beating fast against hers.