Just Friends

September 21st

     Eleanor and I were sat having breakfast, finishing the film we started last night. Five minutes after it finished a knock came at the door.
     "I'll get it." Eleanor shouted, running over to the door like an excited toddler. She swung the door open to reveal Max stood with his mouth ajar. He stared at her for a good seven to ten seconds before I shouted, "Max, I thought I was picking you up from the airport?" Max said nothing. He remained in his stare.
     "Hi." she said enthusiastically, "I'm Eleanor." Max grinned.
     "H-h-h-hi-hi," he replied.
     "Smooth Max." I said with a mouthful of cereal. He stepped inside and scanned the apartment in wonder.
     "What happened to picking you up from the airport?" I asked.
     Max returned his sight to Eleanor. "Can I have a hug?"
     "Sure." She said opening her arms.
     Max dropped his bags and wrapped his arms around her. I bet you all the money in the world he smelt her hair. He definitely smelt her hair.
     "Max, time to let her go, bud." I said.
     "Oh hey August." He said, walking over and fist bumping me.
     "Anyway, I'm gonna get ready." Eleanor said, disappearing upstairs.
     Max tilted his head as he watched her go upstairs.
     "Could you make it any more obvious, Max?" I punched him in the arm to regain his attention.
     "Would it be weird if I asked her to marry me?"
     I rolled my eyes at him. "You've been here thirty seconds. Maybe when she knows who you are and wait until she isn't in a relationship with Ethan before doing so?"
     He nodded. "Good idea," he began to walk upstairs. I was beginning to regret my remark of complimenting his intelligence. "I'll ask her which room is mine." I laughed because I knew this was either going to be a nightmare or loads of fun.