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“Aaaabs,” Maxine wailed circling the sofa with shaky steps and an empty bag of chips in hand, “The chips ran out, can you go upstairs and-” She stopped mid-sentence when Press raised one leg, placed it on top of the table and cut her off.
"She's not going anywhere. If you want chips, move your ass drunk and get them yourself." Press told her looking at her from his place on the sofa.
Max crossed her arms frowning at him. “I wasn't talking to you sociopath,” She growled before reaching out a hand to reach for her friends shoulder, who slept peacefully on the boy's shoulder not knowing it was the devils himself.
She felt obligated as her best friend, to prevent the sweet and pure Abby from spending more time in the boy's vicinity.
"Hey, what do you think you are doing?" She hissed when he stop her arm from touching the sleeping brunette.
He released her arm before she started to make a fuss.
“Go pester someone else Maxine. She already has an alarm set up to wake her up in ten minutes before all of you have to drag yourselves home.”
She raised an eyebrow about to give him a piece of her mind when Sophie called her name making her forget what she was going to say along with her need for fries, making her run to the call of her lover.
Press huffed, "Nice friends you have." He commented with sarcasm making Abby opened her eyes, then she tilted her head up, and met his eyes.
The boy didn't seem surprised that she was awake, as if he already knew, but she was taken aback. She couldn't keep up with his changing personality.
"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep here." She answered before returning to her previous position, but burying her face in the crook of his neck trying to hide the blush on her cheeks.
The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to smile.
“Ten minutes, whale legs, my arm is starting to get numb.” He said, then took his phone out and started scrolling through Instagram.
Her heart squeezed inside her chest, the nickname hurting her more than he would ever know, but she just buried her face deeper in his neck, breathing him in while pretending he was hers and she was his.