Christina stared at the clock for the hundredth time that afternoon.
She had no idea when Max would get here. The only thing he gave her was his words of mouth that he would be at her door by noon to pick her up to the place that only the heaven knows.
And to make matters worse, she had no way of contacting him to ask if he had cancelled or not because she doesn't even have his phone number to begin with. None of them had even thought about asking the other for it so she wouldn't entirely blame herself too.
Besides, it's not like she'd need to call him often, neither are they close friends so she doesn't really see the point of having it.
With a deep sigh, she stood up from the couch and made her way towards her bedroom to get ready. She undressed and decided to take a shower. Maybe by the time she was finished, he would've arrived causing waiting doesn't seem to help.
Max arrived minutes later and walked towards Christina's door after parking his car at the entrance.
He placed a knock on the door but there was no response. He tried again and proceeded to twist the door knob. Surprisingly, it gave way. Maybe she knew that he was coming and intentionally left the door open.
Pushing the door open, he stepped into the house fully, letting his eyes roam around the place but there was no sign of anyone.
"Cupcake?" He called out to her. "Christina?" He called again, alarmed when she didn't respond.
Just as he was about to make his way towards the kitchen, he heard footsteps approaching from behind him. He hurriedly followed the sound to the corridor where he bumped into Christina.
"What the—" Christina paused, her heart caught in her throat when she realized who she had just walked into by accident. Her eyes flew open, almost bulging out of their sockets
Max looked down at the woman that he had just invaded her space. She looked flushed and her blonde tousled hair was dripping wet which meant that she just stepped out of the shower.
His eyes traced the water that trailed down her face, down her next and disappeared into her chest. Her hands gripped her towel tightly as she tried to scramble away from his gaze.
Her curved lips quivered from fright. Seeing how uncomfortable she had become under his gaze, he immediately turned away from her.
"W-What are you doing here? Inside my apartment? W-Without knocking?" She shrieked, the terror in her voice was alarming.
Max bit down at his lower lip, hard. It was just yesterday that he got her to tolerate him and now today, he had walked into another bigger mess. Why is it always like this when it comes to her?
He swallowed. "I was knocking at the door but you didn't answer and then, I realized that the door was open so I assumed that you left it open on purpose and—"
Just then, she realized that she had left it open by accident after stepping out to grab something.
"Who leaves a door open on purpose? It was by mistake oh lord!"
"I'm sorry." He uttered an apology. "Believe me, it wasn't my intention to walk in on you like this." He added before disappearing back into the living room.
Christina ran into her room and slammed the door shut behind her, making sure to double check that it was locked. Her heart was literally thumping loudly inside her chest and the more more she thought about what had happened, the more it refused to leave her mind.
Why here? Why today? Why does the universe keep putting them together in an awkward situation?
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