Mark and I have been texting non-stop, but I really like it. We usually have pointless conversations, mostly about food and just stupid things.
Ashton has still been like an asshole to me, Mark too and I'm getting really pissed off.
About the house, cabinets are still not here, it's been nearly three weeks. And it's just a mess, I didn't think it would be like this, building a house. The kitchen was easy so I thought bathroom would be easier, hell was I wrong. The more I pay attention now, I'm realizing how many stares I'm getting from all the guys. I'm starting to wear like longer things because I've always worn like crop tops and short shorts, now it's like capris and a band shirt or something like that.
I walk into a small room with all new dry wall, and kind of admire it. I felt hands grab my waist, and me pull me towards them. "Hey Max." It was Mark. He just put his head on my shoulder and started kissing my neck. His hands started going up and down on my body, then resting them on my hips. Just as Mark was putting his hands up my shirt, Ashton walks in.
"Hey guys, what are you doing?" Ashton smiled. Mark sighed and kissed my cheek and left. Soon after Ashton left. What was that whole scene with Mark? We went on one date, yeah we like each other, I think. But I didn't feel bad, secretly I didn't want him to stop.
"Max! Cabinets are here!" Sal yells to me. I squeal a little and run out to see the cabinets. They were the wrong ones.
"Sal, those are the wrong ones, I ordered dark brown, not white." I pointed at them.
"What to you mean? You ordered them, it's on the sheet." Sal gave me the paper. The paper read: Maxine Drew;White Marble Cabinet:Delivered 9/16/15
"Are you kidding me?" I say under my breathe,"That's still not possible I told Sam what I wanted, he even recommended it!" I raise my voice a small bit.
"We'll return them, okay? Call Sam." Sal said and waved back the delivery guy. I pull out my phone and dial Sam's number. After a couple rings he finally picks up.
"Sam Hughs, how many I help you?"
"Hi Sam, it's Maxine Drew, I bought the brown cabinets?" I say.
"Yes, Maxine, did the cabinets come?" Sam asks.
"Sam, they're the wrong ones, I order dark brown, not white." I say trying not to get too mad.
"I am sorry Max, they had the wrong information." Sam said. Wrong information? I wrote down everything and even sent an email.
"Yeah, can you have my cabinets sent to my location, please?" I ask.
"Yes, Max, they'll be there next week, bye, have a good day." Sam said and hung up. What? That was weird.
I walk into the kitchen and just look out the window. Someone grabs my waist again, Mark. He rests his head on my shoulder again, and we don't say anything, just stare out the window.
(I was listening to The Hills while writing this😂)
~AshxxIrwin❤️
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The Contractor <Markiplier AU>
ФанфикMax Drew moves to LA, she buys the most rundown house she could. Max has the most talented contractors come help with the transformation of the house, One of the contractors specifically catches Max's eye, Mark Fischbach.
