There's No Editing THIS Love! [COMPLETED]

7. Starting This Day Off Right

Sunlight coming through the curtains of your bedroom window causes you to awaken.

At first, you see everything upside, which is odd. What the hell? But as soon as you try to sit up, you fall off your bed. Of course. You were laying on your back over the edge with your arms down but now you're on the floor.

"Ow," you groan. Only I could fall off my bed backwards and upside down.

Suddenly, you see a face look at you. "Are you alright?" Max asks, sleepily. You roll your eyes. "I just fell off of a queen sized bed, do I seem okay?"

Max sits up. "Dang, talk about too much sass in the morning."

You stand up and grab the blanket that went with you. Then you realize something.

"Wait, didn't I go to sleep on that side of the bed?" You ask, pointing to the side Max is sitting at.

Max looks around the small area. "I think. How'd that happen?"

"Talk about waking up on the wrong side of the bed in the morning," you laugh.

Max laughs with you and you both start laughing hysterically. How did I come up with that joke? I must really need a life more badly than I thought...

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"Oh God my hair is a bird's nest!" You exclaim as you look at it in the mirror. Max walks over and laughs at you.

"It's not funny!" You yell. "I have to brush this entire thing!"

Max stands next you with his messy hair, runs his hand through it, and all of a sudden, no more bedhead.

"What the fuck!" You exclaim. "That's not fair! Guys have it a lot easier when it comes to the hair thing!"

Max continues to laugh until his phone starts ringing. He walks out of the bathroom and pulls it out of his pocket, putting it to his ear.

"Hello?" He asks boredly.

As you start brushing away the truck load of knots, you eavesdrop on Max's conversation.

"Ugh, seriously? Just have Tim do it!... Why not?... Adam, I'm really busy right now... On a scale of one to ten, how important is this?... ONE BILLION IS NOT A FUCKING ANSWER ADAM... Shut up! Fine, I'm on my way! Now go bug Alesa or Barney or Ross or someone else!"

Max hangs up and puts his phone back into his front pocket. He sighs and walks back over to you in the bathroom, where you're just barely finishing your hair.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"I shouldn't be asking you this, especially since I just met you and you're a fan, but can you drive me over to the offices? Like, right now?"

"Do you want me to just drop you off at your apartment so you can get your car?" This is kinda more logical, Max.

"I don't want Ross and Tim to bombard me with questions about my whereabouts. Can you take me to the offices or not?"

First of all, why don't Ross and Tim know you're with me? Second of all, stop being so damn pushy.

"U-Uh, yeah, sure," you stutter.

Max nods. "Okay. Thank you. Let's go!"

You put your brush down and follow Max go the front door.

"Oh wait," you stop walking, "should I go get that painting for your desk?"

"If you want. Hurry up though."

"Stop rushing me, Bad Max!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

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You and Max get out of your car. He drove to offices since he knows where it is, obviously. Yet again, you have to swear not to leak the address. Safety reasons. Anything for my favorite YouTubers.

"Will I be allowed to come inside with you?" You nervously ask. You don't want Adam to shoo you out just because you're a fan.

"Definitely. I trust you, so everyone else can trust you. I mean, you're not a murderer, are you?" Max responds.

Maybe...
No, just kidding. Don't believe me.

"Of course not!" You scoff. "This isn't Yandere Simulator!"

"Why? Am I Senpai?"

"You're my Senpai. Adam is too, though. You guys should battle."

Max chuckles and opens the door. "Just come on."

(A.N. So many views, such little time. You people must really love Max 'N Cheese!)