TheSirensThrill
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“I just need to study for this test.” Luis looked down at the book “I think you should leave. I need to focus.” Luis kept his eyes trained on the page in front of him, not daring to face Max.
“Are you sure,” Max put a hand on his shoulder, “I can just sit and listen if you want.” Luis shook his head.
“Just leave.” Luis shrugged Max’s hand off. Out of the periphery of vision he saw the flash of hurt on Max’s face and felt even worse. He was hurting his own boyfriend now. He really couldn’t get any worse.
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Red loved Luis, she really did. But she didn’t love him any differently than she loved her other friends. They were super close. She found it easy to open up to Luis, she loved talking with him and spending time together. But her and Chloe did all those things too and they weren’t dating
Or Red starts to figure out maybe she doesn’t like Luis the way she thought and Pink helps her make a self discovery
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“You don’t have to be everyone’s hero all the time.” Max said frustrated. He was tired of having this same conversation over and over. “You can let others handle stuff, not everything is your responsibility. They can figure out a way to manage without you.”
“But if I can help I should, it’s the right thing to do.” Luis argued.
“Not if you’re hurting yourself in the process.”
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Max trusted Luis. He didn’t doubt his loyalty for one second. But Max also knew that being on the Isle had taught him to be possessive of his things, and right now he didn’t appreciate the princess clinging to his man.
Or Max gets jealous and Hazel hatches a plan to fix it.
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Even with all the perfect moments between them, there was one thing that Luis couldn’t help but notice. Max was often around him but he always kept a physical distance between them. He wouldn’t hold hands when walking between classes. He never initiated contact, Luis always had to be the one to kiss him or to pull him into a hug. He never even sat close enough to touch Luis. He was always an arms reach away.