A/N: Happy Sunday lovelies! Yup, my heart broke for Chloe while reading the SMS convo with Max. Sigh. But totally. Poor Rachel, telling Chloe all her dreams. Like, nope. She won't get them and knowing that while we play BtS = too many feels.


34. CPOV

But then I walk by Max's room and her door is slightly parted.

Shit.

She's stepping out of jeans and getting into pyjama shorts.

I avert my eyes.

But then look back.

Fuck, I feel a pulsing in my lower stomach as I briefly imagine how her ass would feel against my pelvis.

Focus, Chloe.

I clear my throat and knock on her door.