Oh dirty Maggie Mae they have taken her away
And she never walks down Lime Street any more
Oh the judge he guilty found her
For robbing a homeward bounder
That dirty no good robbin' Maggie Mae
'Twas the port of Liverpool
They returned me to
Two pounds ten a week there was my pay
-Maggie Mae
1-
The first time he meets her is cliché.
In his opinion anyway.
He's driving in his taxi not paying attention to the waving arms calling for his services. Which in any other city might be a problem, but this is New York City, and As far as he's concerned, going past customers is really more of his job than picking them up.
Until he sees her, standing there on the sidewalk, outside an apartment building looking lost. He can tell from her dress and the fact that it's that time in the morning just why she was there.
She flails her arm above her bed head of brown hair and he can't help but pull over. He's a sucker for a damsel in distress, even more so for a professional damsel.
"Where ya headin' cutie?" He winks in the rearview mirror and she rolls her eyes but then smiles brightly, "Where ever you're willing to go."
He takes her to his shit apartment.
When they enter, she takes a peak around and then watches him take his shoes off and throw his coat on the floor. He shouldn't be doing this on time that could be spent driving the taxi, but he doesn't really give a fuck. The meter's running anyway.
They're done a half hour later. Max falls asleep and when he wakes up, she's gone leaving only a note behind.
It reads 'My time is more valuable than yours.'
His wallet is also empty.
A/N-
Oh no another Max/OC story!
Suck it up
Each chapter will be between 200 and 300 words