Private Life is a happy life

14- The Morning After The Night Before

A/N bit of a longer one, I prefer longer chapters tho let me know your thoughts?

MAX POV

The sun broke through the curtains as I peeled my eyes open, my hand was throbbing and so was my head. I lifted my hand to look at it, only to realise it was draped over someone, not just anyone. Lucy. She was facing away from me, but as I lay on the pillow I knew it was her.

Her red hair reflected in the sunrise, my arm fell perfectly on her waist. I looked down at the floor and couch and realised, I was the only one awake. I moved my arm, I couldn't get the image of her waking up crying through the night, out of my head. She was so upset, only me and George woke when she screamed, I comforted her best I could, then she begged us to sleep in her bed. How could I say no?

I ran my eyes up her body, still only in George's shirt, I'll be damned if I wished it wasn't mine. I lifted myself to try see if she was still asleep, she was flat out, as I scanned her and George facing each other, his arm under her head, I saw a bit of blood on the sleeve. I was hoping that's not what I thought it was. I slowly reached over and raised the sleeve ever so slightly, my suspicions were confirmed. How could she do this? Why didn't she talk to one of us? Why didn't George tell me? He heard what Dylan said, he instead helped her hide it.

I could feel myself getting more wound up, thinking of where her head was at to have done this, thinking of how much of her George got to see, no wonder he didn't say anything. Why am I feeling jealous? She's a girl I met barely a week ago.

I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard her breath quicken, she was mumbling something that I couldn't quite hear, "M...Max, help me." I heard it that time. Did she just call out for me? Her body started tensing, she was panicking. Before I could do anything, her eyes shot open and she started to cry. I hugged her, I stroked her hair and told her everything was okay, she nestled into me and the tears turned to snuffles.

I looked down at her, she was already looking up at me, my hand stroking her face. Her big blue eyes, staring at me like she was trying to take in all my features. I don't know why I did it, maybe it was my lack of thoughts, but I leaned down and kissed her. She didn't push me away, she leaned into it, our lips parting, her hands now on mine. This was perfect, she was perfect, I knew in this moment, she's all I wanted and I didn't want anyone else having her.

We pulled apart breathless, "I'm sorry." Was all I could say, remembering all the events of last night. "Don't be." She said blushing, but she looked away, like she was hiding something. "I'm gonna go out. Will you join me? I wanted to talk to you." She sounded so scared.

We walked out onto the balcony, I closed the door behind us. "Lu, what's up?" She shuffled and looked at her feet and she took out her lighter to light her cig, she took a long drag and looked at me.

"I was calling you..." I looked at her confused "last night in the bathroom at the club." "My phone never rang, Lucy, I promise." My face turning to worry. She shook her head as she took another drag. "No, I called your name...I was shouting for you to help me." She looked down. "I was shouting for both you and Lando, I was waiting for you to tear the door off its hinges and rescue me..." she wiped a tear from her eye. "Lu, I tried, I was trying...I...I was..." her words stung, now I was the one crying.

"I'm glad you didn't." She took a short drag this time. "You're...what?" With a slight annoyance in my voice. Why was she saying this? I thought she didn't want this to happen, didn't want him. "I'm glad you didn't...because...I don't want you to ever see me like that..." she was fidgeting with her fingers and gave me a shy smile.

I took her hands in mine, "Lu, I promise you, you will never go through that ever again, I will always be there to protect you." She held her pinky out. "pinky promise?" I took her pinky with mine and she smiled. Here she was, this strong but fragile woman, making me, a grown ass man, do a pinky promise.

She went to head back inside, "Lu" I said with my breath shaking, she looked at me with worry "yeah Maxy?" I looked down, knowing this moment was about to end. "I um...I saw blood on your sleeve.. when you were sleeping.. so I um...lifted your sleeve...why did you do it?"

Her face suddenly turned to anger, "You did fucking what?!" Why did this make her so angry? I looked inside and everyone else was now awake, staring at us. "I just wanted to check you were okay." I defended. "Then fucking ask me, you don't just lift parts of my shirt without permission!" "What the fuck? You're making this out to be way worse than it is." Now I was getting angry.

"I never expected this from you Max, I thought we had an understanding, or is that why you kissed me? Because you felt sorry for me?" She was so angry, but so was I. "No I didn't feel sorry you that's not why." This was getting out of hand. She walked inside, "You all need to stop treating me like I'm some fucking porcelain doll, that needs saving all the time." Everyone was looking around, confused as to what was going on, but that was it, I'd had enough.

"Yeah? Well next time you let yourself get assaulted in a bathroom, don't expect us to come save you again!" Fuck. What am I saying, my face dropped as I realised what I said, of course I didn't think this was her fault. She turned to face me, tears streaming down her face. "Well next time, instead of lifting my shirt, ask George what's underneath," she looked me up and down "and ask him for a kissing lesson whilst you're at it." George kissed her and saw her naked? Only time they were together was last night, that was the final straw. I knew I'd regret it as soon as I said it, she was walking to the bathroom...

"Yeah, well next time I won't kiss someone that has 2 guys in 1 night." Fuck. I heard 2 bangs, one was the bathroom door, the other was a fist hitting me in the face.