Cancer Crew Shit

Max

You had been bored the whole time at this stupid party. Your friend ditched you and went off and danced with some other guy. You took another shot, pissed off with her. She was supposed to be supporting your ass.

20 minutes went by and you were seriously thinking about taking the car and leaving, that's when a mysterious stranger sat next to you, he smelt of alcohol. No doubt this man was hammered. You tried to ignore him but then it started.

"Hey baby." He slurred in a flirtatious tone. "Nice fuckin tits." He hiccuped.

Oh god you weren't in the mood for some drunk asshole trying to get in your pants. You kept ignoring him, but eventually he got more vulgar and started trying to touch you.
You got up and tried to walk away but he just cornered you, getting quite handsy.
There was hardly anything you could do, he was 2 times your size!

On the middle of the dance floor four guys stood around, drinking and laughing. Cracking jokes and basically just dicking around.

One of them was doing a stupid dance moving  in a circle and laughing. But as he danced around he noticed you, you were in trouble.

"Fuck boi's do ya see that cunt over there? Is he harrassin that young lady?." He growled, watching.

"Chill out Max, I've got it." The shorter man said before trying to walk over, being stopped. A hand slapped on his shoulder.

"What're you fucking retarded George? You're a quarter of that guys size!" The tall one with glasses mocked him.

George and Ian stared jabbing insults at eachother, Chad yelling at them to cut the shit.
Max groaned and walked over slamming his drink down on a nearby table. He stormed over and slapped a hand on the guys shoulder.

"Hey cunt! What do ya think ya doin with my girl, mate?" He stared the guy right in the eyes. "Get the fuck off and get out ya fucking cunt!".

You noticed, he was trying to help! You slipped past the larger man and went over to your knight in shining armor...if armor is a pair of jeans and a shirt that says 'I eat ass' of course. You hung onto his arm, pretending to know this stranger. He tore a strip off your offender, sending him out of the club.

"Yall right there?" He asked, moving that fantastic mane of his out of the way of his bright blue eyes.

"Y-yeah, yeah! Thank you!" You smiled great fully at this stranger.

"My names Max, yours? Oh uh what's a girl like you doing alone at a club anyways?". He raised a brow.

"Oh I'm Y/N, my friend ditched me. Honestly I don't even know where she is...so I'm kinda alone." You looked down at your feet.

"Oi! Fuck that cunt, why don't ya come hang out with me and my boi's?" He smiled "They can be a bit much, if ya wanna leave let me know.".

You agreed and walked over to the three guys, still arguing, Max cussing at them to cut the crap, introducing you to his 'boi's'.
You had fun talking with them, introducing their YouTube channels to you.
At the end of the night Max walked you to your car...or at least where it should be.

"That bitch! She had my keys oh fuck!" You cried out.

"No worries, I can drive ya home." Max slurred, quite drunk, and took you to his car, driving you back home.

When you got to your door step he walked up with you to make sure you were safe. He decided to take it a step further and come in your house to make sure no one was waiting inside.
You couldn't help but laugh, he was so drunk. He went upstairs to your bedroom.

"Last room-safe!" He laughed then crawled into your bed. "Gnight.." He uttered out before passing out.

He...fell asleep. In your bed. Drunk. Oh boy. You weren't sure what to do, what could you do? You sighed and slid awkwardly into bed next to him. Almost asleep feeling his arms wrap around you.
Well, you were safe for sure.

//this is so fucking stupid. I felt like I needed to finish the holy trinity though. So there ya go, enjoy my shitty fanfic thing.//