Falling For Him.

Chapter Fifthteen:

"So lemme get this straight..." I said, leaning back on the couch with Max beside me, his arm wrapped around my shoulder. "Tim is jealous of ALL of your relationships because- what again?" A crush?" I asked sternly, a small smile appearing over his face, chuckling at my confusion. "Glad I amuse you." I retort, sitting back and crossing my arms in a huff.

"No it's not... You're just so adorable when you're confused." He laughed, pulling me into him and giving me a playful nuggy. "Not a crush, a fling. We uh..." Max trailed off, his hand doing a circling motion as he tried to find the right word.

"Oh. Yeah..." I uttered, turning my face away to hide my sadness, arms still crossed and Max's hand stroking the back of my neck. "Hey I saw your Facebook- why do you look like such a dad?" I asked, laughing loudly as I turned back to him.

"Oh... *those* pictures..." He smirked, rubbing his face. "Don't worry about it. Not my best moments but I love myself." He laughed, nudging me playfully. Max had light pink circles around his eyes from where he'd been crying.

"Don't we all..." I giggled, suggling my head on his chest and rubbing his stomach. Max placed his right arm around me and began stroking my hair with his hand, his breathing becoming melodic in my ears. His warmth was amazing, comforting. "So what happened between you and Tim anyway? From him confessing his attraction to you and you sleeping together, what went wrong?" I asked boldly, Max sighed and the hair stroking momentarily stopped.

"We weren't uh... together per say. We just had a few flings here and there. There was no emotional attachment- literally friends with benefits." He explained. I laughed slightly at that, Max had no real feelings for Tim but Tim did for Max and that broke Tim's heart.

"I guess seeing you with me must've... uh... hurt him then?" I ask rhetorically. Max shrugged and pulled me in tighter.

"Not my problem. He knew what it was. I've got you now. My R/N." Max said, looking down at me admiringly, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. I felt myself blush as I snuggled into his body harder, letting him embrace me. "I love you." Max said breathlessly. My eyes grew wide at this statement, his sudden stillness meaning a realisation of what he'd just admitted to. "Haha! I- I love you!" Max said more loudly, a wide smile appearing over his face as he sat forward and turned to me.

"I... I love you too Maxie!" I said happily, sitting up quickly, linking my hands with his as I pulled him into a hug. Max chuckled against me softly and leaned back, lookng into my eyes. He leaned forward quickly and pushed his lips to mine, hard and fast, his tongue entering my mouth as I moaned into him, leaning on him. My left hand found his chest as my right hand found his shoulder and Max kissed me. This kiss was different, more passionate, more meaningful. Max's hands found my zipper and slowly gripped it and pulled it down, breaking the kiss and looking at his hands. I followed his eyes and he seemed scared, stuck even. "It's okay, Maxie. I want this. I love you." I whispered quietly into his ear, our heads leaning on eachother. Max pulled the zipper down fully and pushed his lips to mine once more, before forcing me to my back.

Max lifted me up in the air, craddling me in his arms as he stood up straight, adjusting my position in his arms. "You're heavier than you look!" Max remarked, looking at me and laughing. I frowned sarcastically and began kissing his neck, licking his beard gently. "You're also hornier." Max remarked casually, smiling ahead of him while stepping towards the hallway.

"It's on the left..." I sigh as Max pauses, looking around and down the hall. "Really Max? Really?" I laugh, Max adjusting me in his arms.

"No I know, I know." He said confidently, walking to my bedroom door. As he bashed me through the door, I laughed while he began to stumble, tripping over his feet and nearly dropping me.