Not Everyone Gets Prince Charming (Escape the Fate & Falling in Reverse FanFic)

7. Trial And Error

"So where are you gonna go?" Max asked as he helped me off the swing. We had been sitting in silence for close to an hour. It had to be at least two in the morning.

"Don't know," I shrugged and walked away from him, hoping he'd get the hint. He got it, but just chose to ignore it.

"Look, I don't want you wondering around Vegas by yourself," Max sighed, following right behind me as I grabbed my bags and left the park.

"Go home Max," I sighed

"No. Not unless you come with me," I turned and looked at him. He had his arms crossed and a defiant look in his eyes.

"Fine," I rolled my eyes and follwed him. I was surprised when instead of walking to a car he simply went up the steps of a house right across the street. He opened the door loudly and turned on a light. I walked in cautiously behind him.

"Maxwell, what the- oh. Hello," A woman appeared at the top of the stairs in pajamas. She was plump with short blonde hair. Green eyes.

"Hey mom, found a straggler," her shrugged, taking my bags from me and walking up the stairs. He turned around to see if I followed, and when he saw I hadn't he rolled his eyes and nodded for me to follow. I went up the stairs slowly, and smiled at the woman who watched my every move closely.

"Goodnight Max. We'll talk in the morning," The woman- who I assume is his mother- said, before turning down the hall and walking into a room, shutting the door quietly behind her.

"So..." I spoke as I sat awkwardly on the corner of Max's bed. His room was exactly what I thought it'd be. Blue walls, covered in posters, and just a little messy.

"So... I think we should get some sleep," he shrugged and began to strip down to his boxers. He pulled on a pair of gym shorts and crawled onto his bed, throwing some clothes that were in his way. I sighed and asked

"Where's your bathroom?" He mumbled 'across the hall' and pulled his blanket over his head. Such a gracious host. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my overnight bag before heading into the bathroom. I pulled my hair up and washed my face before changing into my pajamas. I walked back into Max's room and heard him snoring.

The fucker fell asleep fast!!

I dropped my bags and decided against sleeping on the floor (considering every square inch was taken up by his clothes) and crawled into bed beside him. I reached over and turned off the lamp and tried to make myself comfortable. It didn't work.

Max was cute and all, but I've only known him four days. And he had a girlfriend.

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Last night was awkward. To say the least. Everytime I actually dozed off, Max would snuggle into me, causing me to wake up and push him off.

I was miserable.

"Hey!" he greeted happily, as he walked into the bathroom I was straightening my hair in. I decided to get a head start on my morning routine, seeing as I never really slept anyway.

"Hi," I mumbled, trying to ignore his presence. To say I was annoyed with him would be an understatement.

"Not a morning person?" He asked, stealing my straightner and running it through his hair a few times before handing it back to me.

"Something like that," I sighed and finished my hair, unplugging my iron and starting my make-up. Max grunted- annoyed with my attitude I'm sure- and walked out of the bathroom back to his room. I sighed out of relief and finished putting on my mascara. I grabbed all my stuff and threw it back into my bag before walking back to Max's room.