"W-what?" He asked, facing me instead on the stars.
"Max. I'm kidding. I'd love to." I replied.
"Good." He said, as I snuggled my face into his neck.
Damn. He smelled good.
I don't know when, but I fell asleep at some point.
I felt arms lift me and eventually I was in my bed.
Then I was out.
I woke up the next morning and walked straight to Max's room.
He was awake, on his phone.
"Morning Missy." He said smiling.
"How'd I get on my bed?" I asked him.
"Well, you fell asleep on me so I took you to your bed."
"Aw, how sweet." I replied, somewhat sarcastically.
"Well I am pretty amazing." Max said, winking at me.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I replied.
My phone then buzzed and it was Jess asking if I wanted to go to the mall.
I replied with yes and that I'd walk over to her house.
"Uh, Max I gotta go to the mall with Jess... I'll see you later." I said.
"Okay. Try not to think about me that much."
"In your dreams." I very unladylike, snorted.
"Byeee!" I yelled as I went to go get ready.
When I was done I grabbed by bus pass and left to Jess's house.
"Hey!" She yelled and hugged me.
"He-" before I could finish she yelled "Maley! I ship ittttt!"
"How did you know?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"Um.. I'm best friends with both of you, you think I wouldn't notice?" She asked in a 'duh' tone.
I blushed and said "I guess..."
Then she hugged me and jumped up and down squealing "I'm so happy for you guys!!!"
"Woah." I said, a bit taken back by her excitement.
"Thanks Jess. Now c'mon. The bus'll be at the stop right away let's goooo!" I said.
We got to the bus stop just on time.
We got off the bus at the mall.
"Where to first?" I asked.
"Well... you need your first date outfit." She said.
"Okay..." I said unsurely.
"But here's the rules, nothing slutty, nothing to girly, and nothing that'll show my boobs if I pull it down anymore. Deal?" I continued.
"Deal." She said, with the biggest smile of her face.
After 2 flipping hours of shopping we finally got an outfit. (A/N... picture at the top)
I must say, for causal I looked pretty nice in it.
But people always say girls look good in baggy sweaters. And ever since I was a kid, all I wore is baggy sweaters.
I've never been one to dress up, but considering Jessica's my best friend... sometimes she makes me.
Hey Missy... be ready for 6:00 tonight, I'll pick you up fork Jess's?
I got fork Max.
Yup, sounds good Max. See you then;)
We bussed back to Jessica's house and started to get the outfit on.
She did my hair, in a messy bun, that clearly took time to get to the messy perfection (in the picture above)
She put some simple makeup on me and then the doorbell rang.
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