SkyMedia One Shots

7. Max X Reader

I've stopped loving you
Word count: 1111
This one is also sad :/ get your blanket and pillow because I think you might cry

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Where was Max?

That question circled your mind for the whole night. He hasn't come home since he went to work this morning and you were very worried.

He's been acting weird as well. After being together for more than a year, all the kisses, gifts, hugs, and dates kind of just

disappeared.

You picked up your phone calling Ross for some help.

"Hello?

"Ross? Do you know where Max is?"

"Uhm, I think he told me he went to the bar. The one on Crossroad's Place."

The bar? Max rarely drinks.

"Why?" You asked more in a interrogative tone.

"I don't know, he said he needed to think or something."

"Okay, thanks Ross." You hung up the phone, grabbing your jacket and keys. You got into your car, driving as quickly (but safely) as you can to the bar, before anything happens.

Entering the building, someone was playing the guitar and singing, entertaining the audience. You got onto your tippy toes to look for a red headed man. Fortunately it only took you 2 minutes.

"Max." You called his name putting a hand on his shoulder. He turned your direction, his eyes more red than usual.

"Oh, it's you." He said in a dull voice. He held a glass of some golden alcohol, taking a short swig.

"Yeah it me. Max we gotta go home." You said taking his forearm. He didn't budge. Max just kept drinking his cup.

"I don't want to." He said shortly. His tone was so boring. There was no character at all.

"Max c'mon. And I have to talk to you about something." You urged. Max groaned putting down his glass and leaving a 2 dollar tip on the counter.

He got up, but you weren't holding him. It was like you weren't even there.

Max opened the door and you followed.

"Max look at me." You said trying to be calm. Obviously he was a little less than drunk but more than sober.

Max ignored you and that got on your nerves. You skipped your way next to Max's side.

"Max." You said firmly. He finally stopped looking at you. It was past dusk and Max's hair was darker, his eyes darker.

"What, (Y/N)? What could be so important?"

"Are you serious? You're acting so fucking weird and you're not telling me!!" Your voice rose to a level. Max only looked at you sharply.

"Are you hiding something?" You asked a bit more calm. Max shifted his eyes away from you, his body going limp.

"(Y/N)," he began. Your heart started beating so fast. "I want to break up with you."

You looked into Max's eyes, trying to see if he was lying.

He wasn't.

"W-what?! W-why?? Did I do something?" You questioned, your eyes starting to burn. Max shook his head. His eyes were becoming glossy by the second.

"N-no. I just.."

You held your breath.

"I just don't love you anymore."