The Geek and The Stoner (Max x Reader)

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"You slept so nicely with me when we hung out that one time, I bet you just like being near me."

"I think you just make me feel..safe," I blushed.

"Oh..I'm glad I make you feel safe, Y/n."

"I would be happier if you were here though."

"I can come if you want."

"How would you even get in? My parents would hear you."

"I could just get in through the window."

"Max, I'm on the second floor."

"I have my ways," He winked.

'Why does he have to be so damn cute sometimes..'

There was also the weird fact that he was shirtless for some, unknown reason.

"I see you staring at me, chica bonita."

"S-Sorry," I apologized, feeling weird.

"That's it. I'm definitely coming over. I need to see you."

"Max, it's a bad idea."

"C'mon, we haven't hung out in a week."

"It's 3 in the morning."

"I'm already getting my keys."

"Max, seriously-" I was cut off.

He hung up, obviously so I couldn't argue with him anymore.

I hastily put on a pair of shorts and put my hair up in a messy bun (if you can) so I looked at least somewhat presentable.

After a few minutes, I hear something tap at my window.

I turn to see pebbles being tossed at my window.

I open it and poke my head out to see Max standing on the side of my house (since that's where my window/room is).

"Hey, hermosa," I could hear him say.

"How are you going to get up here?" I whispered but said loudly enough for him to hear.

"I'm still trying to figure out that part. Can't you just let me in through the door??"

"No, my parents will hear."

"I think I can climb from the tree to your window."

"Max, don't even think about it."

"I'm not gonna think, just do it," He smirked.

"Oh my god.." I facepalmed.

Max climbed the tree up to the little roof part next to my window, almost giving me a heart attack when he slipped and almost fell off.

I sighed as I helped him through the window, "Jesus Christ.."

"Admit it, you're happy I'm here," He smiled.

"...yeah..." I rubbed my arm.

"So, Y/n, now that I'm here, what do you want to do?" He sat on my bed.

"I dunno."

He was wearing a black sweatshirt and beanie, with black jeans on, and vans.

"Why are you dressed like you're going to rob a bank?" I asked, giggling.

"So nobody could see climb into your window without a flashlight," Max shrugged.