ten.

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eleven arrived at the hawkins beach to see max, sitting on a towel, the lake wind blowing through her hair, waves crashing. el thought she was so beautiful.

el held her crocs in her hand as she walked towards the redhead. max turned around, hearing noise, to see her beaming with a smile.

el sat down next to her. "hi."

"hi," max said, almost breathless.

"i have something to tell you," el confessed. she fiddled with her fingers, a smirk across her face.

"of course, what's up?"

"i like you."

max smiled. she knew it. robin was right. "i like you too."

eleven looked up and smiled. there eyes met.

the dark brown eyes met the ocean blue. they looked into each others eyes for a moment, before max crashed her lips into elevens. eleven had this feeling in her stomach. it wasn't a bad feeling.

as the moon was above them and the waves on the beach crashing, faint sounds of a car every once and a while driving on the road, a brunette and a redhead sat on the beach, hands on each others face, there lips connecting them together.

and this time, eleven didn't pull away.

saturday nights // elmaxWhere stories live. Discover now