E/BF/N - Ex boyfriend's name

I was sitting on the couch, waiting for them to get back from their date. And when I heard the front door open and I heard the coat rack stumble a bit. I looked towards the front door and saw them having a really heated make-out session.

I walked to my room, not wanting to see that. And I locked the door and hit myself repeatedly in the head with a pillow, because that's all I ever do. I just sat in my room in silence for a short while, but then I heard them, well, ya know, in Max's room next door. I just turned on my t.v., full volume and went to sleep.

And when I woke up the next morning, I saw them both at the kitchen table, Harmonee in everyday clothes, and Max in his damn gray sweatpants. They said good morning and I said it back. But I couldn't contain my laughter. "Why are you laughing, stupid?" I shook my head.

"Oh nothing, just something that happened last night." They looked at me confused. I rolled my eyes and laughed again, "I wish you guys could've heard what show I was watching, but y'all were busy doing your own thing, like jeez, Max, I get it she's beautiful but was moaning her name 15 times in 20 minutes necessary?"

Max almost choked on his coffee while Harmonee just started to giggle a bit.

They turned a little red and just shifted their eyes. All I could do was laugh. Thats when Harmonee decided it was her queue to leave. She kissed Max goodbye, hugged me and walked out. I stood up to get some juice when Max turned me around. "You fricking suck!" He said as he started to tickle my sides. I kept trying to get away,

That led to me, up against the counter, his body pressed against mine.

"See, this was not part of the plan." He said, making me laugh and push him away.

I just started to make my breakfast, cereal and juice, cause I'm still a child.

I scrolled through my phone and I got a notification from my email.

I almost dropped my phone inside the bowl. I shot up and squealed, "I'm! A! Model!"

I did a victory dance, and once he heard and saw, he joined in.

"Celebration?" I asked. "Celebration!"

And by celebration, in Y/N and Maxwell language, watching a cheesy Netflix movie, making fun of it and then talk about a bunch of memories.

"You should invite Harmonee!" "Nope! Celebrations are for the best of friends only." I shrugged, might as well not mess up our tradition.

"Okay, I'm gonna go buy snacks, you find old yearbooks, photo albums and search deep into your camera roll." I said, putting on shoes and heading towards the door. "Uh Y/N?" "Yes?" "Aren't you forgetting something?" I looked down, realizing I looked like a whole bum.

I groaned, not wanting to take of my joggers. But I always dressed like I actually knew how to, and I'm a model now, I always have to look my best, always.

I freshened up my hair and makeup, not without Max bothering me like 12 times. As usual.

I walked out the door, and drove to the Target down the street.

I filled the cart with our usual snacks, and even found some more stuff.

I was walking to checkout, when I saw E/BF/N about ten feet away. He was looking around, like he was trying to find someone. I thankfully checked out without him noticing me, or so I thought.

I was at my car, putting everything in my trunk when I saw him run out the store. I've never jumped in my car and drove away faster. Crying the whole way home.

I walked into the door, "Y/N what's wrong?" I couldn't tell him the truth, "Uh, I was in the parking lot when someone ran over my foot." "What the fuck? Is it broken?!" "No no, it just hurts a bit."

"Uh...okay?" He shrugged it off.

Time skip

"Don't go back in the house call for help! Dumbass!" I yelled at the screen. "Y/N, they can't hear you baby." "Shut the hell up." He laughed at my overreacting.

But thankfully, it ended soon, and we started looking through and talking about our old memories.

"Remember when you got signed to AEW and I decided to throw you a party, but you showed up super late so me and my mom were the only ones there?" He rolled his eyes, "Yeah and remember when we tried to celebrate your sweet 16 but you couldn't get your dress on so you stayed in your room and cried for an hour?" "Oh my god shut up!"

"I remember you finally came out, and you still looked great. Of course E/BF/N was complaining but-" "I saw him today!"

I blurted out.

"What?"

I told him the whole story, "Y/N...nothing will happen. You're safe here. And if you don't feel like it, you can travel with me for a few weeks. Ask if you can get gigs wherever we are."

I smiled, he really made me feel better.

Another time skip

He told be he was going to bed, "And Y/N?" "Yeah?"

"Don't fall in love with me."

"Yeah yeah just go to bed."

And I realized, it was too late. Cause I already fell too hard.

This wasn't part of the plan.