Emilie POV (Visit)

                                    

                                          
I swing open the door seeing the person I lease expected to see.

                          
Max.
                          
Max is in a black tailored suit, like he is fresh out of a meeting with his executive peers. He look very strong and very handsome.
                          
I sware I nearly fate. "Uh hey Max." I say flustered. 
                          
What is this boy doing outside of my door at my actually house. He's not supposed to know where and how I live.
                          
"Um hey." He waves back awkwardly kicking a rock to the side.
                          
I squint at him, "What are you doing here?"
                          
 "I thought I could...." He pulls a bouquette of flower out from behind his back, smiling nevously.
                          
I take the flowers from him blushing, momenarily forgetting where I am. "Uh thanks. Max, you didn't have to do that." 
                          
The moment passes and I remember where I am and frown at the flowers and then back at him, "Why are you here?"
                          
"Well I um-" He scratches the back of his neck, his eyes glancing back at the stucture behind me, "That's a great question."
                          
"And how do you know where I live?"
                          
"I um-" He stutter agains before giving up.
                          
"Well, thanks for the flowers." I smile weakly, trying to forget the fact that I am standing infront of one of the most dilapidated houses in Reux.
                          
"Are you home alone?"  He shoves his hands in his pockets rocking back on his heels. 
                          
I frown, shaking my head, "My mom's here with-"
                          
"Can I meet her?" He leans forward to me.
                          
I sigh, "I guess. Mom."
                          
My mom comes up behind me laughing guidly, "So this is the Max you've been talking about so much....and you even got her flowers." She giggles elbowing me in the side, "He's a keeper." she whispers with a grin.

                          
"Mom," I whine.
                          
She giggles, turning around, "I'll go back inside, dear."
                          
I internally thank her. "So..."
                          
"Well, I guess I should be going." Max sighs letting out a long breath.
                          
I nod, slowly.
                          
He opens his arms taking a small step towards me.
                          
I shake my head walking into his embrace. He hugs me tightly , just a little bit tighter than a friendly hug.
                          
I smile when he pecks my cheek pulling out of our embrace.
                          
"Bye, Emile." He waves jogging back to his car.
                          
I wave back with my right hand my other hand gripping the bouquette of flower like my life depends on it. I watch his car until I can't see it anymore. And that's when I actually start thinking about the fact that he was just here...at my house.
                          
He saw my actual....
                          
Oh stars.
                          
I think I might just die of embrassasment.
                          


                          
Max POV
                          
I knew Emilie wasn't the richest person around but I certainly didn't know that she was the poorest person around which doesn't sound good. But I promise I mean it in the least judgemental way. It doesn't change how I look at her, she is still beautiful no matter where she lives and who she works for.
                          
I nod to my driver as he pulls up to my mansion.
                          
Yeah, we have a lot of differences.
                          
The buttler pulls open the grand enterance to my secoundary hom.
                          
But we also have a lot of things in common.
                          
Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeesh 
                          
Sorry it's so short
                          
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