Fix You (A Kendall Schmidt Love Story)

Maria's POV

"I love you." Whispered my boyfriend Max.

"I love you too." I whispered back. We were sitting on his porch hugging. He was stroking my hair. 5 years. We were to together for 5 years and I can honestly say I love him. We've been dating since I was 15. He's now 21 and I'm 20.

"Hey let's go look at our old photo albums." Max said dragging me up with him. I reluctantly got up and followed. There was about 5 albums on the couch. We sat down on the grungy brown couch and stayed close to each other. It was snowing out side and his heater was broken. His place was a dump. It came that way. This was sadly all he could afford. His parents died when he was 10 leaving him to take care of his 8 year old sister. She slipped into depression and eventually killed herself. He was distraught and was failing his classes. Luckily I was really good in school so I tutored him and we fell in love. All this time after he could always look on the bright side, which is what I loved about him. He opened up the dusty book and I coughed a little. He smiled at me and kissed my forehead. The first picture of us was at our first date. I was wearing a flowered top and skinny jeans. We were supposed to be pretending to kiss but instead at the last second he brought his lips to mine. I was shocked and the picture came out with my eyes wide open. I messed up his blond hair because he hated when I did that.

"Hey!" He whined. He messed up my waist length hair. I was pretty tall so my hair was pretty long. I fixed it back and we continued to watch the pictures. We got through 2 books in about 1 hour 30 minuets. Before we could finish the 3rd book we fell asleep.

*morning*

I woke up next to Max and tried to shake him awake. He just grunted and rolled over. I screamed as loud as I could and he fell on the ground startled.

"What's wrong!?" He screamed.

"I wanted to tell you I'm going home." I smiled. He smiled at me and kissed my cheek. I picked up my bag and put on my big jacket. I said my goodbye and walked out side. I didn't even get 5 steps away because it was so slippery that I fell. I landed with a 'THUD!' on my back. I groaned and tried to get up. I heard a door open and max came out running to help me up.

"Oh my gosh babe. Are you ok?!? Do you need to go to the hospital? You need to go to the hospital. Come on let's get in my car." He rambled.

"I need to go home." I said.

"Oh. Well, lets go." We got in his car and drove to my house. It was a small place that was all comfy and cozy. He dropped me off and went to work.

"Careful. It's slippery out there on those roads." I told him. He gave me a sweet kiss and said

"I know and I will." I watched as he drove down the street. I looked at my watch, it was 10:45. Max wouldn't be home until 4. I walked into my house and made some hot chocolate. When it was done I let it's sweet scent fill the room. I took a sip and let it's warmth fill my body. I sighed and sat down. I turned on the tv and Frosty The Snowman was on. I watched it until I fell asleep.

*4 hours later*

I woke up and looked at my watch it was 3:55. Max would be off work in about 5 minuets. It would take him about 30 minuets to get here. I started on dinner, two peanut butter sandwiches. I put them on two plates and waited. 3:55 turned into 4:25. I had on the news and there was a terrible crash on the George Washington Bridge. I hoped no one was killed. 4:25 turned into 5:00. I was sitting crying when I got a call from Max. I answered and said

"Max! Where the hell are you?!?!"

"Um...excuse me but are you Max's girlfriend." Asked an unfamiliar voice.

"Yes."

"Well, I hate to inform you of this but, Max is dead."

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First chapter done.