Max’s P O V :
Friends with Benefits..?
The words left a bitter taste in my mouth as I looked at Scott. I saw him hesitating and being nervous in front of him, which was weird. He hadn’t been nervous in front of me since our first date. I wondered if you did something to create a misunderstanding of some sort.
“Did I do something wrong?”
I could not help myself without knowing the reason. I knew I definitely messed up when I got drunk or else there was no way Scott would avoid me like I was some sort of plague. If I messed it up, then it was only right for me to clear the mess.
Scott looked at me hesitantly before lowering his head. He looked like a puppy doing that who had just been caught doing something naughty. Moments passed, and I kept looking at him, adamant about knowing the re
