Crazy // Max and Harvey

7

     "Awesome!" everyone says, except for Max. We all watch him, waiting for an answer.

     "Terrifying!" Max answered. I rolled my eyes and leaned next to him, practically laying on his shoulder.

     "Aww... Come on Max! You know you loved it!" I encouraged, batting my eyelashes for extra points. Max rolled his eyes and sighed. 

     "Ok, you caught me, I loved it! It was fun!" he admitted. I nodded in satisfaction and got off of him. Harvey started laughing.

     "Let me try!" He laughed. He leaned up against Max like I did. "That wasn't so bad, Maxxy, wasn't it?" he teased. Max glared at him.

     "Get off me, you doof!" Max shoved Harvey away and onto me. I could hear Mrs. Mills clear her throat.

     "No roughhousing!" she scolded Max. Max started blushing in embarrassment. I started to smell the hamburger meat cooking on the grill outside on the balcony. 

     "So, can you show me your room?" Harvey asked me. I shrugged and motioned him up the stairs. 

     "Here it is, my room." I announced as I opened the door. Harvey's jaw almost dropped. 

     "Wow, it's huge! There's a canopy bed, a nightstand, a love seat! This is amazing compared to my room that I share with Max!" he gasped. I sat down on the love seat in the corner. Harvey sat down next to me.

     "So how do you like New York?" I asked him.

     "It's kinda like England, very busy." he told me. I looked over when I heard the door creak open. Paris was in the doorway, letting out a little mewl.

     "Oh my god, she's so cute!" he lightly squealed. I laughed at his voice. Squealing and British accents make a kinda funny sound if it's coming from a boy.

     "Harvey? Alyssa? Are you up there?" I heard my mom call.  "Food is ready! I don't want it to go cold!" 

     "Coming!" I yelled. "Come on Harvey, lets go have some lunch." I insisted. We walked downstairs and sat at the table.