Had fun FaceTimeing with Kathryn :)
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Had fun FaceTimeing with Kathryn :)
omg yessss morgan needs to come save me.
Just imagine..
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...Why did I do that to myself??
Texting the baybeee~~~
wantedfictions replied to your photo
omg i love your glasses
aww thank you babe!!
<3 <3
Behind Bars- Max One Shot
"I'm a criminal Max. You can't possibly gain anything by being with me." He looked at me, his eyes were empty.
"You're my everything. You're my best friend and I have made the mistake of falling for you." My heart shattered. His voice was shaky. He was hurt.
"I'm wanted for robbery and attempted murder. I have to run away." I grabbed my suitcase and began to head out of my flat.
"I'll go with you." He grabbed my hand, his eyes pleading for me not to go. "Please. You have to stop running."
"If I stop running I'm dead. The police aren't the only ones looking for me. Other people are too. Bad people who would pay to watch me die. I can't put your life at risk too."
I pulled away and headed to the door. All of a sudden sirens were heard everywhere from outside. He quickly checked the window and his eyes opened wide. He looked at me, fear controlling his every move. He quickly grabbed my hand, my suitcase fell, but there was no time to stop for it. He led me to a room in the back of his flat. There were stairs that led to the roof. "Go to the roof and jump to the third roof. Go in through that door and go down to the fifth floor. There's stairs that connect with the next building. Run." He quickly ushered me up and looked at me run. "I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too, Max." He looked at me, surprised that I had heard. He smiled and I ran. I did as I was told, hoping he wouldn't get punished for my mistakes.
*weeks later*
It was a mistake to be back in London, but I had to make sure he was okay. I had heard that they found my suitcase and called him in for interrogation. There was not enough proof for him to go to jail, but I figured he would be watched. I had to be careful. I went to a beauty shop and got a haircut, and color. I tried everything to not look like me. I picked up his dry cleaning, which he did every Wednesday and pretense to deliver. There was a police officer outside of his flat.
"Name and reason you are here."
"Kathy and delivering his dry cleaning, sir." He looked down at me and I smiled innocently. He opened the door and let me in. I quickly headed upstairs and found him furiously typing into the computer. "Miss me?" He turned around and the biggest smile spread across his face. He ran towards me and picked me up. He spun me around and kissed my cheek.
"more than you can possibly imagine." He put me down. "What are you doing here? How did you get in here, there's a guard?"
"I have my ways. Never underestimate me." I winked and he laughed. He suddenly turned and walked to his bedroom. He came back with two suitcases. He handed me a passport. 'Kelly George.' I looked up at him. "What is this?" He handed me a plane ticket.
"We're leaving." He said.
"Not with that guard up front."
"He has his lunch break in five minutes. The second you leave he will too." He looked at me, his gaze was confident and I trusted him. As we walked out, the guard saw us leaving together. Max headed toward him and punch him hard enough that he passed out. "Quick! We have an hour to leave the country!" We took a cab to the airport and grabbed the first flight we found, which ended up being to Brazil.
Luckily we got past airport security and customs fairly quickly. We boarded the plane. and my body grew tense.
"Are you sure about this Max? You have your family here in Manchester. You have your friends. You have everything here." He looked at me and held my hand.
"I wouldn't have anything if I didn't have you." He leaned in and kissed my forehead. I leaned my head on his shoulder and sighed. I would finally be free.
fuckmegoodtw replied to your post: does anyone wanna help me?should i do my essay on...
playboy is so much easier, go with that! if you want a challenge though, go with 007! :D
bond would be so difficult to write about but it seems interesting lol
nat-han-sykes replied to your post: does anyone wanna help me?should i do my essay on...
playboy would deffs be easier x
thats what im thinking but IDK ANYMORE omg
wantedfictions replied to your post: does anyone wanna help me?should i do my essay on...
definitely the music industry. i think that would work - esp. how you can look at britney/christina at the beginning and then how they gradually sexualized their images to gain more listeners. woooo!
the best example of sex sells is nelly furtado cuz she was all "IM LIKE A BIIIIIRD" and then she disappeared and blew up with "PROMISCUOUS BOYYYY" and i laughed. everyone is so halfsies omg im torn
wantedfictions replied to your post: Kathryn! :/ You’re not a failure. Don’t be so hard...
omg. you even used a minion gif. i love you so much.
I was looking for a good gif, then, I found that & remembered you like them. Right back at ya :)