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chapter thirty-three

Your apartment
yn
Nine-o four, Wednesday January sixth, twenty-sixteen.

My stomach lurched as the over anticipated knock on the door finally sounded. I scurried to it and took a breath to collect myself before pulling it open, a nervous smile etched on my face.

"Hey!" I said,

"Hey," He replied. I moved over so he could step in and he did, removing his shoes and pulling the door closed behind him. I followed him to the couch where we both sat down, facing each other.

"So, you.. wanted to talk?"

"Yeah but- I can't do it now." He replied, nervously. Before I could filter it I was blurting it out,

"Well for God's sake Max, you're scaring me!"

"I- I know i'm sorry. Can we film a video?" Now I was really confused,

"For my channel?" I asked, he nodded. "What kind of video,"

"Two truths and a lie," He replied without hesitation,

"I mean I guess so," I replied, communicating my confusion. I got up and walked to the guest bedroom / office and picked up some paper and two pens, then brought them back to where he was located on the couch. We took ten minutes scribbling ours down and then I started the video.

"(Your youtube intro :D) And here's Max! We are playing two truths and a lie today at.." I checked my phone at my side, "Nine twenty-two in the evening, so yeah lets start." I decided not to clarify on us dating, I knew the majority of my subscribers had seen Adam's vlog and they made it clear by commenting and messaging and tweeting about it, but it wasn't something Max and I talked about, so I didn't touch on that at all.

Around five minutes into the game, I was winning, until I came to a specifically hard one I couldn't quite answer.

"I embarrassed myself on local television, I like you, and I'm terrified of balloons." He said, My heart flitted in my chest at the second one, but I ignored it and tried to figure out the lie.

"Well," I started, "I know you like me." I said jokingly, yet also seriously. "The other two I'm not too sure about."

"I used them before on office antics," He replied, smiling a menacing grin.

"Damn, I haven't seen that video yet!" I exclaimed, "Well... I believe that you embarrassed yourself on local television because it just seems like you, so it's gotta be.. the scared of balloons?" I guessed,

"Nope," He replied, his tongue rolling around in his mouth tauntingly. "I am afraid of balloons,"

"Wait so.. It's gotta be the television one then," I said,

"No, I did actually do that," He replied, a grin of teasing spread across his lips.

My face fell as I began putting two and two together, realizing the lie was that he liked me. All at once I began feeling a whole lot of things, anger at the fact he'd break up with me on camera, sadness he was breaking up with me in the first place and just overall hopelessness.

"I-" I tried to muster up the strength to say something but I couldn't, because he was staring at me nervously. I wanted to hit him, to yell at him, to scream and leave and run, but my eyes were fixated on his. He took both my hands in his and I was too weak to tell him not to, too confused to pull away and too sad not to let him hold mine.

"I don't like you, (y/n)." He started, a silent tear rolled down my cheek. "I really don't. And it's scaring me because I thought that I liked you, to put it simply."

He was looking at me but I clenched my jaw and looked away, focusing on his words and not his eyes.

"But it's so much more complicated than that because when I look at you I don't feel like I like you and so that must mean I don't."

I started to tear my hands out of his but he held on tight with one and with the other reached up to my face and tilted it so I was looking at him.

"Saying I like you is a lie, (y/n). Because I love you." He said. I finally met his gaze and with the hand on my face he guided me to him and he kissed me, after we pulled away I had nothing left to say so he continued his little speech.

"that's what I said to you at new years when I was drunk, I was scared you'd heard me but you didn't,"

"Well, I heard you this time." I finally managed to choke out.

"And I came here to tell you that mostly because it was scaring me, and It just scared the hell out of me when the roof fell in that I would lose you (y/n) and I've been acting different around you."

"Yeah, I noticed that,"

"And it's because there were so many unsaid things between us that I didn't know how to be myself anymore, and so I wasn't."

"I love you too, Max, I do."

I looked down at out hands tangled up in each others and pulled mine out of his, before I jumped at him and tackled him. We fell back on the couch and began play fighting.

"You're going to fuckin' regret that," He said, snarkily.

"Oh yeah? You mad Max?"

He was on top of me now, and he kissed me right on the tip of my nose before he stood up. "Race you to the car." He said, and dashed out of my living room.

I followed him, laughing.

That night, we went and got ice cream and then we had a super smash bros competition at his place with Ross and Tim. He returned me to my flat at midnight and walked me inside, where I eyed the video camera on the counter, he must have noticed.

"I'm not editing that video." He said, smiling.

"No?"

"No,"

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