A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, guys! Life happened suddenly, but I'll be posting chapters more regularly now :) I even have an idea for another fic that I'm gonna keep under wraps until I'm further along/finished with this one!
September 14, 2013
Max woke with a start, the pounding on her door matching the one in her head. 'Ugh, what time is it?' Glancing at her phone, she groaned as she saw that it was 7:30 AM. 'Whoever is at my door at 7:30 on a Saturday better be on fire.' Getting up and glancing briefly at herself in the mirror, Max opened the door, shocked to see Chloe on the other side.
"Chlo? What the hell, it's Saturday. Who died?" Max stared confusedly at the bluenette, who stared back with a gleam in her eyes that made Max uneasy.
"Come on Super Max, you need to get up and borrow some of my punk garb. We're resuming your skateboard training starting today." Chloe practically bounced as she held out some clothes and a pair of Vans.
"I do own a pair of Vans, you know." Max took the clothes and shoes anyways, and grabbed her toiletries and a towel before leaving her room and walking down the hall towards the showers, Chloe right behind her.
"Yeah, but yours are lame, and I can't be seen with a lame looking protégé." Chloe followed Max into the shower room and stopped just short of Max's chosen stall, frowning as Max closed the curtain in Chloe's face.
"What, were you gonna follow me in?" Max asked, questioning Chloe's frown. Without waiting for an answer she continues with her next thought, "why are we doing this, anyways, and why so early?" Max began to shimmy out of her sleep shorts and shirt, hanging her pajamas and change of clothes on the pole holding the shower curtain, having learned her lesson after her second day at Blackwell.
"No, it's just rude to close things in people's faces, and we're doing this because if you're gonna hang with me you need to look hella cool, too. Plus, I couldn't sleep, and the early bird gets the waffles and shit." Max frowned after hearing Chloe still wasn't sleeping, knowing she hadn't been sleeping since her and Rachel stopped talking.
"Whatever you say, Captain Chloe." Max turned the water on, drowning out anything else Chloe said after that. She winced from the cold spray, letting out a sigh as it warmed up almost immediately. Max washed herself quickly and turned the water off, wrapping herself in her fluffy towel.
"Finally, I thought you'd never be done. Hurry and dry off, hippie. I already borrowed an extra board from Justin for you, and we can get some Two Whales once I see some serious improvement." Chloe yanked back the curtain just as Max was finishing drying herself off, and stared at Max's slim and VERY naked body from behind. "Shit. Sorry!" Chloe let her gaze linger just one more second on Max's bare back before shutting the curtain again.
"Jesus, Chlo, what did you think I was wearing a bathing suit while I showered? You're such a pervy punk." Max grinned to herself and put on her plain white bra and pink panties. Finally looking at the clothes Chloe picked out for her, Max laughed at the Bikini Kill shirt and nearly shredded red jeans.
"Sorry, dude. I thought you'd at least be covered. What're ya laughing at?" Max could almost hear the blush in Chloe's voice, prompting another laugh.
"Just your taste in clothes. These look like something a baby punk would wear. What? No beanie?" Max laughed harder when Chloe chucked her own beanie over the curtain separating them. She hurriedly put on her borrowed "Chloe cosplay" and tugged the beanie over her damp hair.
"Hurry up, dude. You'd think you were a turtle instead of a mini-nerd." Chloe snorted and looked up when she heard the curtain be pulled back again. Her mouth falling open again when the nerdy Max walked out in the shirt that hung on her slim curves, and the pants that were tight around her hips.
"These barely fit me, Chlo, where did you get them?" Max tugged at the shirt and turned around to grab her pajamas off the top of the curtain rod, giving Chloe a view of how the jeans hugged her ass.
"Well, they were mine from when I was 15. I guess you have grown some after all. Just not in the height department." Chloe's eyes wandered over Max's body when she turned around again, lingering over her small breasts. "They look good on you, though. I'm gonna give you the rest of the ones I have. Like 3 trashbags full."
"Woah. Thanks." Max blushed at the compliment and moved over to the mirrors, putting toothpaste on her toothbrush and going at her teeth.
"L O L yeah, kill that morning breath, Maximus." Chloe glanced at herself and winced at her blonde roots. "We need to stop by my room on our way out so I can get another beanie, though." Chloe gave Max's butt another lingering glance as she bent over to spit out her toothpaste.
"I can give you yours back." Max grabbed her little pile again and went back to her room to put them back in their cubby, Chloe once again right behind her. She turned around and was shocked to have Chloe right in front of her, so close Max could smell her lemon soap mixing with Chloe's spring scented soap.
"No. Keep it. You're adorable with it on, way cuter than I ever was." Chloe looked down at Max and moved her face close to Max's.
"O-okay Chlo. W-why are you so close?" Max tried to back up and hit her shelf, Chloe once again stepping into her personal space.
"I was just wondering what you'd look like with eyeliner…maybe some mascara?" Chloe looked at Max's lips, knowing she isn't thinking about that at all, instead wondering what Max's lips would feel like against hers.
"O-oh. Y-you can put some on me if you want, I guess. I never did it because I never felt the need, but I'm open to it." She slid sideways out of Chloe's space and sat on her bed to put her socks and borrowed Vans on.
"Coolio. To my room we go, then." Chloe gave Max a lighthearted smile and extended her hand to Max, who grabbed it. Chloe didn't let go of Max's hand after helping her up, instead deciding to hold it as they went down the hall and into Chloe's room.
"Where do you want me?" Max asked, pulling her hand free of Chloe's and hoping the bluenette didn't notice her red cheeks.
"In my bed, naked." Chloe winked at Max and started laughing as she saw Max's face and neck turn red, wondering how far down her blush went. "Just kidding, Maximus. Don't take things so seriously, hippie."
"Jesus, Chloe, and you say I take jokes too far." Max glared playfully at Chloe and thought of how great the past 10 days had been amazing, almost like old times, except for this underlying current of electricity every time she was near Chloe.
"You know you love me, Super Max. Now go sit at my desk chair so I can put the pretty goo on you and make you look totally amazeballs." Chloe held out the mascara and eyeliner and motioned from Max to sit.
"Don't poke my eyes out, okay?" Max joked halfheartedly as Chloe leaned down in front of her, nervous for an entirely different reason.
"I will treat you like the delicate hipster flower you are, don't worry." Chloe took the cap off of the eyeliner and put it to Max's eye, gliding it across before moving to the other. She leaned back to examine her handiwork, and satisfied that it was even, she recapped the eyeliner and went at her eyelashes with the mascara. "You have pretty long eyelashes, Max. They're pretty. You're pretty."
"Nice joke, Chloe, not gonna fall for it again." Max looked into Chloe's eyes, searching for the joke in them.
"I'm not joking. You look amazeballs, just like I said." Chloe glanced at Max's lips, and back up into her eyes. Blue met blue and the magnetic pull she felt was so strong she didn't think she could resist for a second longer.
"Thanks, Chlo. You got a mirror so I can see?" Max sighed in relief, and a bit of disappointment, when the intense look disappeared from Chloe's eyes and she reached behind herself to produce a small hand mirror. Max looked at her reflection and was momentarily shocked by the girl looking back at her. "I look like a raccoon."
"A damn sexy raccoon. I'll have to fight the boys off with a stick, but only if you want me to." Chloe grinned at Max and got up from the floor, pulling Max to her feet. "What about that Warren guy? He seems to like you."
"Ugh no. He's sweet and all, but I'm not interested in him, or any guy, for that matter." Max wrinkled her nose up at Chloe's back as she watched the bluenette open her bedroom door.
"Ooh la la, so you're into girls, are you Maxie?" Chloe turned around and pulled on Max's hand, tugging her out of the door.
"Who knows, I just might be." Max laughed and followed Chloe out of her room. Max bumped into Chloe when she stopped suddenly and dropped Max's hand. "Hey! Why'd you- oh."
Chloe's heart stopped as she saw Rachel enter the dorms, dressed in what were obviously yesterday's clothes, her normally flawless makeup smudged under her eyes, probably from sleeping in it. They locked eyes and Rachel gave Chloe a small smile, reaching her hand up to wave at the bluenette. "Whatever. C'mon Max let's go." Chloe grabbed Max's hand again and squeezed a little bit too hard, dragging Max behind her as she ran passed the blonde haired heart breaker, and out the door into the fresh air of the morning.
"Ow! Chloe you're hurting my arm. Don't pull so hard." Max ripped her hand away from Chloe's, angry and hurt that her friend's whole world still stopped every time she saw Rachel. Even though Chloe sat with Max in class now, she was silent the entire class, staring at the back of Rachel's head like her heart was slowly being torn into millions of tiny pieces.
Chloe turned around, regret instantly flashing across her face as she saw the hurt in Max's eyes. "Oh, God. Max I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's okay, Chlo. You really need to work on your poker face, though. She can't know she affects you so much." Max rubbed at her sore fingers, walking down the stairs to the sidewalk, smiling at Samuel who was feeding the squirrels.
"I know Maxie Pad. I'm working on it, I promise. At least this time my knuckles aren't bloody and there isn't a hole in the wall." Chloe walked up behind Max and hugged her tight. "C'mon, I stashed the boards in my truck. We'll practice in the parking lot until you're ready for the skate park, okay?"
"Alright, but we can't move if you're hugging me, Chloe." Max smiled, and turned around when Chloe let her go, only to grab her hand again and tug her towards the parking lot.
"So, since I know you, and you are the most uncoordinated person I've ever met, I know you probably can't even stand on a skateboard anymore. We'll work on that, today." Chloe looked back at Max and gave her a heart-stoppingly beautiful smile.
"Shut up, you dork. I'm not that much of a klutz. Hey hold on I wanna take a picture." Max reached into her camera bag and dragged her old polaroid out, quickly snapping a picture of Chloe with the morning light surrounding her. 'This is the most perfect of perfect mornings. Wowzer.'
"Are you done, yet? The sooner we get you standing on that board, the sooner we get to eat, hippie." Chloe sped up, and Max followed suit, soon they'd let go of each other's hands and were racing to the rusty old truck.
They were out of breath when they reached the rust-mobile, Chloe arriving half a second before Max did, her loud whoop of triumph swallowed by Max's wheezing breaths, vowing to herself to never run so hard ever again. Max looked up to see Chloe, doubled over with her hands on her knees trying to catch her breath. Her heart stopped, and her world was filled with nothing but the beautiful blue-haired hellion in front of her. Once their breaths returned to normal, Chloe looked back up at Max, and they both started laughing. The uneasy laughter of their first week back together gave way to the easy laughter they had in the past, and Max was so profoundly happy they were back to everything being easy. 'Well, almost everything. There's still that tension that wasn't there when we were kids.'
When they finally stopped laughing, Chloe pulled the skateboards, hers and Justin's, out of the bed of her truck, and put them down on the ground in front of her and Max. "Okay, show me your stuff, then. Stand on the board."
"Just you wait, Chloe Elizabeth Price. I'll be skating circles around you before you know what hit you." Max stuck her tongue out at Chloe playfully. She looked at the board and slowly got on, one foot at a time. The board moved slightly, causing Max to wobble. Chloe stepped forward, placing her hands on Max's waist to steady her.
"Hey, not so bad for a tiny nerd, Max. Think I can let you go, now?" Chloe smiled up at Max, secretly hoping the small brunette said she still wanted Chloe to hold onto her, loving the tingle in her fingertips caused by her hands on Max's waist.
"Yeah, yeah I think I should be okay now. Just a little wobbly, is all." Max smiled back at Chloe, a little disappointed by the loss of contact. She stood on her own on the skateboard for half a second before her balance failed her again, and she fell forward.
Chloe stepped forward to steady Max again just a moment too late, and knowing Max was falling, wrapped her arms around her waist. Max wrapped her arms around Chloe's shoulders instinctively to catch her balance. She fell into Chloe's arms, and her face pressed into Chloe's, their lips meeting by accident. Blue eyes once again met blue, and they stared wide-eyed at each other, before Max began to pull away.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to k-kiss you…" Max still had her arms around Chloe's shoulders, her feet now planted firmly on the ground, but she was still pressed against Chloe, and neither could seem to let the other go.
"I know." Chloe looked at Max's lips again, and decided to stop fighting it, and just let the kiss happen. She leaned forward and her lips caught Max's, the smaller girl's gasp of surprise swallowed by Chloe's lips. She pulled back again, slowly, not ready to, but knowing Max was confused. "But… I did."
Max looked into Chloe's eyes, searching again, and finding the world, HER world, trapped there. "Y-you aren't ready. Y-you're still not over… 'you know who'" Max's breaths were coming out hard, but she couldn't figure out why, she couldn't think of anything that wasn't Chloe's breaths mingling with hers, and how much she wanted to kiss her again.
"I know I'm not completely over her, but I was never completely over you, either. I realized that when we kissed, and all of this tension that's been between us melted away. Now all I want to do is kiss you again." Chloe stared into Max's eyes, feeling everything fall into place for once since before her dad died.
"N-not until you're ready. Completely. We can't, I can't! I can't be with you, knowing you still love her, and your heart breaks every time you see her." Max shook her head, removing her arms from around Chloe, and pulling herself free of the bluenette's arms.
"Max no, don't go. Not when I just found you, again. I know I'm not over her, yet, but I'm going to be. I just need you to be with me. Please, wait for me." Chloe pleaded with Max, pulling her back and hugging her close, the skateboards next to them long forgotten.
"I have no other prospects, in case you haven't noticed, Chlo. I don't want any others, either." Max smiled into Chloe's shoulder, nuzzling her face in. "I'll wait. Forever if I have to, I promise."
Chloe pulled back and looked Max in the eyes, feeling happier than she had ever been with Rachel, and knowing it wouldn't take her long to get over Rachel at all, if she wasn't already. "Can I have one last kiss? Just a small one?" Chloe laughed as Max smacked her playfully.
"You're terrible. Incorrigible." Max teased, but kissed Chloe anyways, a chaste peck to her lips.
"Ahh, but you love me anyways, and that's really all that counts, isn't it?" Chloe winked at Max before letting her go, bending down to pick up the skateboards and throw them into the back of her truck. "Now, mom promised us breakfast at Two Whales, and I am hungry like the wolf, so let's go."
"Of course, Captain Chloe, your wish is my command." Max followed Chloe into the cab of her truck, pulling out her polaroid to snap a quick selfie of her and Chloe, wanting to remember this change in their relationship forever.
"It's good to have a first mate." Chloe started the truck and pulled out of the parking lot recklessly, speeding off in the direction of the town. Her and Max talked away for the short 10-minute drive to two whales. When they got there Chloe saw Frank's RV in the parking lot, she paused for only a second before parking haphazardly near the entrance. "Let's nosh."
Max and Chloe got out of the cab, Chloe walking around to put her arm around Max before they walked up to the door and inside the old diner. The smell of delicious food and coffee filled their noses as they made their way to their usual booth, Chloe sitting across from Max like she always does.
"Well look what the cat dragged in. My girls managed to make it for breakfast before noon on a Saturday. Now this is most definitely a sight to behold. Good morning girls, what can I get y'all for breakfast?" Joyce smiled at both of the girls, pleased to see them both. Chloe smiled up at her Mom, a smile Joyce hadn't seen in the 5 years since she lost her father and Max.
"Eggs and extra bacon with toast on the side? What about you Mad Max?" Chloe turned to Max, a question in her eyes.
"Do you guys even have to ask? Belgian Waffle, duh." Max laughed and reached her hand out to Chloe's, taking it in her own and smiling when Chloe returned the gesture.
Joyce beamed down at the girls as she finished writing their orders on her little notepad, "Some things never change, do they? Alright my beautiful girls, comin' right up!" When she turned around and started walking back to the kitchen it was almost as if there was a new spring in her step, and Max watched Chloe give her mom a fond smile when she thought nobody was looking.
Chloe's clear blue eyes met Max's in a questioning stare, "What are you looking at, hippie? I know I'm hella sexy but you just have to ask for a picture."
"Why would I want a picture when I have the real deal right in front of me? Besides, there are just some things you can't do to a picture." Max winked at Chloe and watched her face go red, and realized Chloe was blushing. 'Is she embarrassed? I wouldn't think Chlo was capable of being embarrassed.'
"Shut up, Maxine. Who taught you how to tease people so smoothly anyways? Fuck, I thought you were flirting with me for realz there, dude." Chloe let out a frustrated breath and scratched at the back of her neck, not meeting the now laughing Max's gaze.
"M-Max, n-nev-never Ma-Maxine!" She gasped out between laughs. She noticed Chloe's expression darken, and then her face was red again, this time in anger as she threw her car keys at Max. The smaller girl wasn't quick enough to dodge them, and they hit her square in the face. She stared at Chloe in shocked silence for a full minute before she started cracking up again, Chloe following with her own laughing fit shortly after.
Just as they were beginning to catch their breath again, Joyce came with their food, setting their plates in front of them and filling up their coffee cups. "Now that laugh is just music to my ears, I haven't heard you laugh like that in so long I almost forgot what it sounded like. Now you two finish everything on your plates, and don't worry about your tab, just go on and have fun."
"You don't have to worry about us not finishing our food, Mom, we worked up quite the appetite earlier trying to teach Max's clumsy ass how to balance on a skateboard." Telling her mom about their morning activity reminded Chloe and Max of what happened when she lost her balance, and they both blushed and looked at each other with wide eyes before looking away from each other pointedly, hoping Joyce didn't notice the tension between them.
"Chloe Elizabeth Price, I did not raise you to talk like that. Now eat your breakfast." Joyce, seemingly oblivious to Chloe and Max's strange behavior, turned around and saw to refilling coffee cups on the other side of the diner.
Max and Chloe finished their food in silence, not looking up at each other except to check to see if the other was looking until their eyes met and they both turned red and went back to their food. After finishing they sat in tense silence before Chloe let out a loud burp, causing Max to laugh at her and call her gross, and Chloe to kick her under the table and act mad before giving Max a cheeky grin.
"You ready to go, Mad Max? We can go to the lighthouse, or the junkyard… train tracks?"
"What about going back to your house and chilling in your old room? I haven't been there in five years, and didn't you say David always spends Saturday at his office because he's a work-a-holic weirdo?" Max looked at Chloe, trying to gauge her reaction to Max's request.
"Oh shit, you're right. Great thinking, Super Max, I still have some grass stashed in my old room if step dick didn't find it! We can totally get blazed! That is, if you're cool with trying, I'm good with flying solo if you're not 420 friendly." Chloe looked at Max hopefully, wooping and jumping up when Max nodded her head after a moment of hesitation. The bluenette grabbed the brunette and dragged her out of the diner with a quickly shouted 'bye' to Joyce.
The girls laughed as they scrambled to the truck and jumped in, Chloe starting the old rust bucket and pulling out of the parking lot at break neck speed, cutting off a car that honked, to which she flashed a bird out of her window at the other driver. Chloe laughed and turned her radio up as loud as they could stand it as they sped toward her house.
Once Chloe and Max pulled into the driveway of Chloe's childhood home, Max could see several things that WERE different from her dream. For instance, the house was fully painted, where in her dream it was still where William had left off. The front of the house looked very well taken care of, actually, and the fence looked as if it had been recently redone. Chloe pulled out her house key and unlocked the front door, opening it wide and gesturing for Max to enter the room. The carpet in the living room had been replaced, the wine stain now only a memory, and the old couch was replaced with a new one. Seeing these changes made Max a little sad, but everything else looked virtually identical to how it had been five years ago.
"What's wrong? You look like someone kicked your puppy, dude." Chloe looked at Max with concern in her blue eyes.
"Just the carpet and couch are gone… Now there's no way to constantly be reminded of the shit we used to get into as kids." Max's own blue eyes looked into Chloe's and her mouth formed a smile that somehow made her look even more sad.
"Fuck dude, yeah, they replaced it right after Captain Dumbass moved in, he said it was tacky to keep it. The couch is kind of mine and Rachel's fault on it. We got a bit rowdy sometimes when nobody was here." Chloe looked at the new editions to her home and sighed, then looked at Max, who for her part was trying not to be even more upset by the thought of Rachel and Chloe having couch breaking sex on a couch that she shared so many precious memories with Chloe on.
"C'est la vie, right…? Anyways, I'm dying to see your room, let's go upstairs." Max led the way, pausing at the top of the stairs to wait for Chloe to bound up after her.
"Warning, it DEFINITELY does not look the same." Chloe winced before putting her hand on the knob and twisting.
"I wasn't expecting it too." Max chuckled, pushing her friend lightly on the shoulder.
"Good, because my old room was not nearly edgy enough for a cool ass punk like me." Chloe pushed the door open and stepped aside to let Max go first, waiting for the inevitable shock.
"Oh my god, Chloe. Your walls are black and covered in those glow in the dark stars, what the hell. At least your taste in music is predictable, though. Cool posters." Max tried to contain her shock at Chloe's decorating, noting the only bit of wall not painted over was where Chloe's height was recorded.
"Yep, but trust me, when I get you high and turn off the lights, you'll get it, dude." Chloe laughed, going to the place where she hid her stash, when she pulled out the mason jar with an 1/8th of weed in it, she yelped in excitement and pulled out her rolling papers and lighter. "My CDs are in the dresser we painted, and you can see my HI-FI, so I'm counting on you to pick something good, or you don't get any of me weed.
"Whatever you say, Captain Chloe, what are first mates for?" Max laughed and went to look through Chloe's CD collection as her friend rolled a joint with deft hands.
A few minutes later Max had put in "Down The Way" by Angus and Julia Stone and 'Hold On' was playing softly through the speakers. Chloe finished her rolling and turned on her small fan to blow the smoke out the window so it wouldn't linger before she lit the joint and took the first puff, holding it for a moment before releasing it and taking a second puff. After releasing that one she handed the joint to Max.
"You've never smoked weed before, right? Just breathe it in gently, when your throat starts to tingle or you start to run out of lung space stop pulling from the joint and pull in some air so it cools your throat down, hold it for a second and then blow it out. Try to blow it towards the fan, though, or step-douche will bust me for the smell." Chloe smiled at Max, and Max noticed her eyes start to glaze over slightly as she took the joint.
"Okay, got it. How hard can it be, right?" Max put the end of the joint that wasn't burning in her mouth and puled gently like Chloe instructed, when her throat started to tingle and she thought she might cough she pulled the joint from her mouth and sucked in a small breath before it all came out in a cough and she continued to have a coughing fit until Chloe handed her a bottle of water to drink.
"Don't worry, everyone eats shit at first, dude. You'll be pro level and hella awesome like me soon enough, young grasshopper." Chloe grinned and motioned for Max to try to take another hit. The song changed to 'Black Crow' as Max pulled from the joint again and the chill vibes from the music settled over her. This time Max didn't cough as hard, and she passed the joint back to Chloe as she took more sips from her water.
Chloe took two hits quickly and passed the joint back to Max, who was starting to feel a little fuzzy around the edges, and her head and arms felt heavy. Max took the joint and took another hit, only coughing once before going for her second and passing the joint back to Chloe. "Chlo… I feel heavy and fuzzy… but so chilled out… is this what being high is like?"
Chloe choked on a laugh and took a hit, talking while she exhaled "You bet it is, bitch. D'ya like it?"
Max nodded and crawled over to Chloe until her face was up close to Chloe's, "Hey Chlo… How do you do a shotgun? I've heard about it from the vortex club snobs, but never got to see it in action. Can you show me?"
Chloe, to her credit, blushed only a little bit, and looked into Max's eyes, her gaze searching. "Well… you need to be a willing participant. All I do is get really close to you, open my mouth next to yours, and blow my smoke out while you breathe it in."
Max's blush was a lot deeper than Chloe's and she shook her head, "Not yet, ask me again before you take the last hit, I wanna get used to this first."
Chloe shrugged and took her two hits, her and Max passing it back and forth easily as 'Big Jet Plane' played through and 'For You' played next. Once they'd smoked down the joint and it was almost too small to hold in her fingers, Chloe gestured to the joint and her mouth, asking Max silently if she was ready to try doing the shotgun.
"Yeah, yeah I'm good now. Let's rock it dude." Max gave Chloe an easy, relaxed grin and watched as the bluenette put the joint to her lips and took her last hit. She stubbed out the joint in her ash tray and pulled Max so her lips were right next to Chloe's, just a breath away from touching.
Chloe opened her mouth and Max followed suit, breathing in as Chloe breathed out. Max exhaled after holding her second hand hit in for a moment, her and Chloe's lip just barely touched now. There was a moment of indecision in Max's eyes before she leaned forward the rest of the way and allowed her lips to meet Chloe's.
They both let out soft sounds and melted together, Chloe pushing Max back on her bed and kissing her deeper. Max let her tongue swipe across Chloe's lip and was pleased when Chloe opened her mouth immediately, her own tongue darting out to touch Max's. Max felt a hand settle on her waist, another fisted in her hair that was tugging on the strands, just short of being painful. The girls kissed until the song changed again, and suddenly Chloe froze, jumping off of Max and shouting "Fuck!" as the opening lyrics to 'Santa Monica Dream' played.
The bluenette scrambled to turn off the song, her breathing labored as she tried to calm herself down. She tugged on her hair and paced back and forth for a second before leaving the room, slamming the door on her way out of the room, and then the house. Max stared after her, too shocked to move for a moment before she got up and ran after Chloe, almost falling over in her rush to get down the stairs. Max saw Chloe in the yard, kicking a rock as hard as she could towards the street.
"Chloe? Did I do something wrong? Whatever I did, I'm sorry, I won't do it again, just please don't be mad, Chlo." Max pleaded from a few feet away, afraid to go near Chloe when she was so visibly upset.
"No, Max, it was me. I almost lost control, and the song snapped me out of it. I don't have as many boundaries when I'm high and ever since that kiss this morning I've wanted to do it again, and again, and again. You have no idea what you do to me. Fuck, I forgot that song was even on that fucking album. Rachel loved that stupid song, so when it played it reminded me that we ALSO said we would wait…"
"Chloe, I kissed you first this time, remember? I couldn't stop myself… you don't need to feel bad for kissing me back." Max grabbed onto Chloe's hand, tugging her back to the house and up the stairs to the bluenette's unique room. The entire afternoon seemed to have left them, and it was dusk outside.
"Yeah…? Even though I wanted more…?" Chloe closed her door and locked it behind them, turning off her lights and letting the faint glow of the stars on her walls guide her to the little brunette.
"M-more? Oh… oh fuck. They're all constellations." Max gasped and looked around the room, recognizing all of William's favorite constellations. He'd spent hours telling the girls about them and the lore behind them when they would 'camp' next to the lighthouse with Joyce and her parents setting up the tents and fire without the troublemaking girls in the way.
"Yeah. Max, next time we kiss I'm going to show you what I mean by more, for tonight we should try to get some sleep. I'm way too high to drive, so we'll have to deal with step douche in the morning, sorry." Chloe looked at Max and pulled on her hand gently to lead her towards her bed, where they'd been kissing less than 15 minutes ago.
"I hope so, or I'll probably die from anticipation." Max laughed nervously and laid down, facing her best friend.
"It's not the anticipation you need to worry about, Maximus." Chloe winked and laughed when Max hid her face in her hands.
"Goodnight, Chloe Elizabeth Price." Max turned around so Chloe couldn't see her face anymore, and Chloe laughed gently.
"Goodnight, Maxine." Chloe smirked at Max's back and leaned forward to whisper gently in Max's ear, "try to keep your dreams pg-13 tonight." Max's answering snort was all Chloe needed to hear before she fell asleep, Max following behind by only a few minutes.