Yeah Right... (a Max x Reader oneshots book)

One For The Road (Max x Musician!Reader)

The crowd had intimidated me, classmates, teachers, and parents gazing at me. As if he were wearing neon colors and dancing around, I immediately spotted him. Earlier I had been sobbing my eyes out, but I decided what to play for the talent show.

I took a deep breath, strummed my ukulele and...

I was stepping out of the house, holding my ukulele case. "Bye mom!" I called as I trudged away and to the crosswalk where he was waiting for me. "Sup Maxer?" I laughed as I punched his back playfully. He seemed startled by this act, but smiled, "hey."

"Ugh! I'm so nervous!" I giggled. Tonight was the talent show, where I entered to play ukulele. We walked to school together, Max and I talking about our duet. He would sing, I would play. This was extremely odd, considering Max rarely sung, but hey! Whatever gets us the prize!

"Hm... how about Generation Why? I like that one, and it fits you!" I smiled, glancing at Max. He seemed unfocused today, maybe he was planning something? But I'd never know what. He was a troublemaker every now and then... And sometimes he likes to ruin... Oh no.

The smile faded from my face, melting onto his. "Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?" I asked, stopping to glare at him. He snapped out of his trance and looked at me, "what?" My eyes melted through him, "Are you going to ruin our performance?" My hands were balled into fists, my knuckles turning white.

He seemed insulted, but he had that tone that always showed me he was lying. "No! I would never! Why would I-" "you were going to! You have that tone! Well if you don't want to go up on stage with me, I'll just do the whole thing myself!" I yelled, storming to school.

Classes felt duller, time moved by slower. Max kept attempting to talk to me, but I always looked away. I could feel the regret emitting off of him like I could see it. He eventually stopped trying after lunch.

I caught him talking to other people, laughing and smiling. All without me... He actually seemed happier. When a kid said something, he had looked away, sheepishly grinning and I could see his cheeks redden. A girl had poked his arm and they all laughed. Anger was bubbling up inside of me as I stomped to another spot.

One of the kids ran up to me, grinning, "Hey (Y/N)! Max-" "wants to ruin the performance him and I were going to do? Yeah! I knew!" I growled. The kid stepped back, "no... He likes-" I rolled my eyes and walked away once more.

School had ended. Once more, Max attempted to come up to me, "(Y/n) I-" "just leave me alone! Can't you see that I'm not going to go up with you? I'm going to do my thing and I'm going to enjoy it! Now if you could finally get that, I'm going home!" I yelled, tears stinging my cheeks.

I had gotten home and immediately got on my phone. After searching for about ten minutes, I found a song to play. I practiced it, wrote down the notes and lyrics, and tried to play without the sheet and with. Every so often I would breakdown and begin sobbing.

He was my friend. My friend since second grade! And he just turns around to ruin something he knew I wanted to do? I quickly wiped my tears and continued playing. "What a liar, what a liar..." I sung to myself.

This had gone on for two hours, a one hour break for homework, and back to practice. My mom stopped in my room after I had another meltdown, "hey kids, I bought you two some... peanut butter cookies..." She trailed off, seeing my red eyes and no Max. "Is everything okay, honey? Where's Max?" My mom asked, sitting down on my bed with me.

"He's probably plotting how to ruin someone else's performance" I muttered. My mom looked concerned at me, but nodded, "I see. Well, if you want to talk more about it, I'll be in my room." She said, getting up. I nodded and shifted away to practice more.

There was thirty minutes until my part. I stood backstage and glanced at the kids in front and behind me. I mumbled the lyrics and quietly plucked a few notes, looking at the sheet I brought with my notes on it. Taking a closer look, I realized that I was mindlessly jotting down things like "Max sucks" "jerk" and "history forgetter".

I grumbled and grabbed a music stand for my paper and stood at the curtain. The kid on stage was doing magic... like everyone else. I sighed and leaned on a wall, glancing at my ukulele. Scowling, I stood up straight, I'm going to show him that I can survive without leaning on him!

Finally it was my turn. The announcer had called my name and my talent. I trudged up to the stage, setting up my equipment and glancing at the kids behind the curtain, who were giving me thumbs up.

The crowd had intimidated me, classmates, teachers, and parents gazing at me. As if he were wearing neon colors and dancing around, I immediately spotted him. Earlier I had been sobbing my eyes out, but I decided what to play for the talent show.

I took a deep breath, strummed my ukulele and...

"Well you moved on ridiculously quick, so much for a hopeless romantic." I sung sweetly, glaring at Max when I could.

"What a liar, what a liar"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm happy you found someone else to screw around." I rolled my eyes and looked at the page.

"What a liar, what a liar"

"Just goes to show, I'm better off without you," I grinned, still glaring at Max, "one for the road and maybe how about you, ooh" I pretended to look like I was thinking.

"Leave me alone? Cause I'm not enough..." I smiled, bouncing about as I sung.
"Leave me alone! Cause I'm not enough..."

"Yeah, I've got friends to help me through," I glanced at the page sheepishly, knowing this wasn't true, "I'd rather be with them than you...!"

I strummed, scowling at the page as I awaited the next verse.

"How weird to see your true colors show, I didn't think you'd go so low.." I looked down.

"What a liar, what a liar"

"Don't you dare think you caused me stress!" I glared at Max, my eye twitching. This line was a huge lie, as I was having breakdowns earlier.

"I'll rip our letters, you rip her dress!" I smiled, shrugging as I did so. I could see a wave of panic flow over him, his cheeks reddening. I grinned and continued.

"What a liar, what a liar"

I continued the song, making silly gestures and glaring at Max. When I finished, everyone was clapping louder than they did everyone else. I bowed and walked backstage out into the hall.

Max was running up to me. I scoffed and shoved my hands into my jean pockets. "If you'd fucking let me finish earlier, maybe you wouldn't be so mad." He smiled. I raised an eyebrow and shifted my weight. "So...? Spit it out." He seemed taken back at my rude remark.

"I was thinking about how to ask you on a date." He admitted. My face flushed, "hah! Please! Then why was that girl poking you?" I looked away, but I could tell he knew I was jealous.

"Nikki and Neil asked if I liked you, I said 'yes' and Nikki started to tease me. Then Neil ran off to tell you, but you stormed away." He shrugged.

I took a minute, burying my face in my hands. "I've been a dick, haven't I?" He took a minute, "yeah pretty much." I groaned and slid down, sitting on the floor as Max joined me. "So... about that date...?" He asked shyly. I sighed, grinning and pecked his cheek, getting up. "Yeah sure why not? My parents have literally been waiting for you to ask me." I said, laughing as I helped him up. We walked to the auditorium to hear the winners.

"And first place goes to... (Y/N) (L/N)! For her heartfelt cover and her astounding ukulele playing!" The crowd cheered as Max led me on stage. I grinned, I got a date with my best friend and won the talent show! "Is this a fairytale?" I said, smiling at Max.

"Not yet," he said, smiling, I looked at him questioningly before he kissed me in front of the whole school and their parents. You could hear Nikki and Neil cheering from the back. My face went red as I giggled. "Now it's a fairytale!" I said, walking off stage with Max.