I curled up with a blanket on the couch while Max ate his burger at the kitchen table. I turned on the TV and flipped through to find something good to watch, and settled with E! News. I watched the multiple celebrities get gossiped about, fashion police, and was watching Keeping up with the Kardashians when Max came beside me on the couch.
"I'm staying for 10 more minutes," he said, throwing and arm around me.
"That's enough time for a blowjob," he teased.
"Just kidding. But really. Are you going to spend these last 10 minutes with me watching Kim Kardashian be a whore? What if I die on the plane and the last thing you can say is 'oh. The last moment I had with Max was watching the Kardashian's bitch over senseless shit,'" Max joked. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"Sounds good to me," I teased. There was a moment of silence (well not silence, Khloe was bitching about something), and then I grabbed the remote and shut the TV off. "Okay what do you wanna do?"
Max shrugged. "Talk to my Lizard. You've been really depressed and sad this whole time I've been here. Just talk."
I looked at him blankly and shrugged. "I don't have anything to talk about."
"So it's normal to be in the middle of someone's breakup, and then have the love of your life think you like fucking with your BFFL? Like seriously Liz, it sounds like some kind of bad teen romance story. All it needs is a vampire."
I laughed. "Well first of all, he thinks I'm in LOVE with you, not just enjoying your fucks. And second, you need to shave, or you're going to become the werewolf in this teen romance love story. And third, what guy uses BFFL?" I asked.
"The manly ones."
"Then why are you using it?" I asked.
"As always." I stuck my tongue out.
Max laughed and looked sadly down at his lap. "I don't want to leave," he said, glancing over at the time on the microwave.
"Then don't," I said.
"But I need to go to New York, and you need to fix things with Avan. Me being here won't accomplish either." Max said. I sighed.
"I do love you Max, just the same way I love Ariana," I said.
"Are you implying that you're lesbian?" Max teased.
"No fucktard. I'm implying that you're my best friend, and I want it to stay that way forever," I said leaning over to wrap my arms around him.
"Me too. And if things don't work out with Avan, then give me a call. I'll be your shoulder," Max smiled. He pressed a kiss to my head and then got up. I walked with him to the door.
"You just totally want to fuck me if things don't work out with Avan."
He shrugged, "You're pretty and smart."
"Max!" I said, slapping him on the shoulder.
"Just kidding, well kind of. I mean if you want to fuck, I'm not going to object, but seriously, I'll listen to you bitch and buy you ice-cream to drown your sorrows." Max said.
"I'm can't eat ice-cream,"
"Vegan Ice-cream. If that's a real thing. I'll find it for you," Max teased. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him again.
"Call me when you get to New York?" I asked.
I closed the door gently behind him, realizing that I really did crave ice-cream. I walked over to the pantry to look for something chocolate covered and then curled up on my couch to take a nap.
I woke up later groggily remembering the events that took place. I glanced over at the clock. I had only been asleep for 45 minutes. I turned my phone on to see the call time with Liz. 1 minute, 19 seconds. Too short. I knew I was in the wrong here for freaking out on her.
I decided that I should go over to her place and work things out. I thought about calling her first, but if I was going to catch her doing something with Max, it's better I show up unannounced.
I know; I'm awful.
I grabbed my keys and drove over to her apartment. I tried opening the door to see if she left it unlocked, but it wasn't.
"Hey Avan," I glanced up to see Max running down the hallway.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I was here earlier and I left my phone. I need to catch my plane though," he said. He reached into the plant beside Liz's door and grabbed keys and walked in. For some reason that made my blood boil, because I didn't even know where she kept her spare keys, but Max did.
I walked in her apartment, and Max was over by the couch.
"Hey do you know where I left my phone?" he asked.
"No idea," Liz said from the couch.
"Get your ass up. I think it fell between the cushions and I really need to hurry," Max said.
"And if I don't?" Liz challenged.
"Then I'm going to have to make you, and since Avan's standing right there, I'm sure that's not going to help your relationship," Max said. Liz's head sprung up and she made eye contact with me. She got up and walked over.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey why are you here?" She asked.
"Can we talk? When Max leaves?" I asked.
"Don't mind me, found it. Nice seeing you Avan, later gorgeous," Max waved. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Liz who had a small smile on his face.
"Okay, he's gone. Talk," Liz said, locking the door behind Max.
"I'm sorry for being a dick earlier." I said.
"I shouldn't have accused you for doing things with Max, since we're not even dating, and I should trust you anyways," I said.
"Oh, well…okay," Liz said. She crossed her arms.
"You didn't do anything with Max though right?" I asked. She rolled her eyes.
"No. He kissed me once, but I stopped him and told him it wasn't what I wanted." Liz shrugged. I smiled at her.
"Really. You need to have more confidence in yourself. You're not that bad of a dude when you try." Liz teased.
"Okay," I smiled. I looked at her face, mostly her gorgeous eyes and her small, but very red and soft lips. My eyes drifted down to her chest and I silently thanked whoever designed this very low-cut shirt.
"See something you like?" Liz asked.
"I see a lot I like," I admitted.
I pried my eyes away from her chest and looked back at her face. She had a smirk on her face.
"Did you work things out with Zoey and Ariana yet?" I asked.
"No. I haven't talked to them."
"So we can only be friends for now?" I asked.
"I think that would be best," Liz said, looking at the floor.
"Well, as friends can we hang out?" I asked.
She nodded and smiled. She motioned to follow her and we walked into the living room. She opened a cabinet. "Let's play a game," she said. I looked in the cabinet behind her that was filled with classic games like Monopoly, Clue, Life, Sorry, but one game particularly caught my eye.
"Can we play twister?"
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