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Chapter 4 - Battle of the CEOs

Chapter Four; Battle of the CEOs

Zayn Malik's P.O.V. :

   "IS THIS like an episode of Gilmore Girls?" Max asks, tangling her fingers with my own. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, watching as that cute smile breaks out onto her face. And I just know, I caused it. I mean, look at me. Don't mean to brag but, look at me. 

   "I," Furrowing my eyebrows together, I try again. "What?"

   "I'm the girl here, going to Harvard, right? And you're the brooding boyfriend who pretends he doesn't know what Google Maps is," Max says, lips in a slight pout as she watches my reaction. 

   "I think she went to Yale?" I say, gently squeezing her hand. "So, boyfriend, eh?"

   "Whatever, Malik."

   "Zayniekins!" I hear the front door burst open, followed by rushed footsteps. I hear a loud thud, silence, then footsteps again. Idiot, I think. Finally, my bedroom door bursts opens and Josh stands there, panting with his laptop in hand. I take a quick look and realize he's not even wearing shoes. He lives twenty minutes away.

   "What?" I groan, sitting up. I pay not mind to the fact I'm shirtless because Josh is my close friend. Besides, he should be lucky he's seeing this much. Josh plops down beside me, opening his laptop again. He's panting and wheezing but he's determined to show me whatever got him to run twenty minutes barefoot.

   "Y'know how last night you were so stressed out so you asked me to check up on Max? Yeah, something came up." And by the one he uses, I know it's about Max.

   "What did the bitch do?" I ask, trying to take a peak at the screen. Josh stares at me, glaring at him. Oh, shit. I forgot he doesn't like treating women like that. "I'm sorry. It's early and Max can be such a handful sometimes."

   "Anyway, two days ago was her friend's birthday." I nod, remembering the package I sent Niall. "And there was a wild party. All their close friends and classmates and stuff." I gesture for Josh to continue. "Well, anyway, a whole bunch of people were tagging her in pictures and status updates. I started reading through a few and. . ." Josh hands me the laptop.

   My eyes widen at every one. Can I get the next BJ? ;) No. That was some sexy show you put on No. Cant believe Max gave Niall a BJ under the table! And right under it was a picture of Niall's satisfied face and Max's legs poking out from under the table. I shut the laptop, running my fingers through my hair. 

   Trying to calm myself, I stand up, adjusting my sweats. I make my way through my house, Josh's footsteps following me. I grab the mail from the mailbox and head back inside. I start looking through the things, stopping on one from Max. I open it up and read through it. It's a thank you letter from a children's hospital in America. And then a short letter from Max that says I hope you don't mind and blah blah blah. 

   Josh says goodbye, and I nod. After moping around until noon, I finally decide to do something. I Skype up Max, completely forgetting about the time-zones until a zombie answers the the call. My heart jumps out of my chest until I realize it's Max. She rubs her eyes and smiles at me. I narrow my eyes. Does she think this is a game?