Am I a freak?

Chapter Twenty One

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i tried to make it as long as I could! so hope you like it! 

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Chapter Twenty One

(Amanda POV)

I rushed into Alma's room without knocking and quickly closed the door behind me letting out a huge breathe as I held my hand over my chest, attempting to slow my heart down. I looked up for the first time since I'd stepped into the room and screamed, I threw my hands over my eyes and squeezed them shut tightly.

"What the hell?!" I screamed, I'd walked in on Alma and Andrew's steamy make out session (at least that's what I was going to tell myself) I heard Andrew chuckle "is it over?"

"Yes, you can look now" he continued to laugh. I slowly removed my hand from my eyes but kept my eyes shut and ever so slowly I opened one eye first then followed it up by opening the other eye when I was sure it was safe. 

"I guess I should have knocked?" I said quietly.

"You think?" She replied sarcastically "anyway! What did you need?"

"Huh?" What I had just witnessed had wiped the reason I'd come into the room from my mind. She raised her eyebrow and it hit me like a ton of bricks and the words stumbled out of my mouth clumsily "Ineedclothes."

"What?" Alma frowned.

"Umm..." I cleared my throat and tried again "I came to ask Andrew if he could lend Max some clothes."

"Oh, of course" Andrew said as he got up and went through the draws and then handed me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

"Thanks" I smiled and left the room. I walked back to my room slowly, not really looking forward to having to make eye contact with the topless Greek God that was in my room. 

When I was finally at my door I lifted my hand to knock but then stopped myself, this is my room I shouldn't have to knock, I thought confidently. I pushed my shoulders back, stood up straight and held my head high as I walked in. Max was standing where I left him but now he had his arms held tightly around him and his teeth were chattering as he visibly shock from the cold.

"Oh crap!" I quickly handed him the clothes "sorry for making you wait so long!" I grimaced as he took the clothes from me.

"Not at all" was all he said as he turned into the bathroom. For the second time that night I ran out of my room and into Alma's, however this time I did knock.

"Come in" I twisted the knob and walked in cautiously. Glad that I knocked because Alma and Andrew sat on the bed with messy hair and swollen lips. "What's up?" Al asked as she cleared her throat she smoothed her hair down to tame it a little.

"I'm going to take a shower" Andrew announced and left with one last peck on Al's cheek. Once he was gone I jumped onto the bed next to Alma.

"Oh my God! He's like beyond perfect!"

"Who?" Alma asked.

"Max of course! He has the face of a model and the body of an athlete!"

"No way! That's awesome!" She exclaimed.

"No! No! No its not!"

"Oh sorry...what a shame...umm...I don't know how you'll cope?" She raised her eye brow as she said it slowly and sarcastically.

"Dude! Seriously! I feel super flustered even TRYING to talk to him without turning into you in my head!"

"You say that like it’s a bad thing" she rolled her eyes.