I miss you too. ♥

How Brits Do || Max&Izzy

isabel-madina:

Izzy really hadn’t done much of late except attempt to do motherly things. Being a parent was a bit of a challenge but she somehow found the energy to do things she could never do months ago. A parent was a challenge that did involve a lot of energy, but she always was a hyper girl so it was a bit easier for her than Ben. The thought of seeing Maxwell again had occurred to her many, many times but she never really had made the effort. It’d been weeks since she last seen him and she never wanted to grow distant with her friends. But she hoped he’d understand that she had a lot to deal with. Having twins and all. Already dressed, she grabbed her clutch and made her way from her place to the little cafe that mostly every student had been too. The memories that flashed through her mind on the way there made her a bit sad. Obviously she’d miss being a regular teenage girl, it was just gone now that she had children of her own. It was insane how things could change so fast in nine months. The thoughts distracting her, she was a bit relieved when she saw the boy through the transparent window,  sitting at a booth with tea and other little things in front of him. She knocked on the window, laughing as his head turned to notice her. Following, she walked through the doors and sat down at the booth, a wide smile on her face. “Pringle!” She grabbed the little cup of tea and took a sip, a little thirsty from her long walk.

“Shit, is that you?” Max grinned and gave her a tight hug, ruffling her hair afterwards. She was different from the last time he’d seen her (which was a day he couldn’t really remember). The change really wasn’t in her looks, even though that did change a lot too, it was just the aura this girl had around her. Max honestly couldn’t point out exactly whether if it was good or bad, but it was really different. A lot has happened in a span of a few months, so he really couldn’t blame her. Although he like many others chose to change for the better at life’s challenges. Sitting back down, Max leaned back into his chair and looked at her curiously. They honestly didn’t talk for the longest while. So many questions were in his head right now, but the words all jumbled up. “How’s life? Been treating you well I hope?” That was all that seemed to register, but he didn’t seem to mind. 

(Source: max-coleman)

evelynnharper:

Meh.

My feelings have been hurt by that statement. 

How Brits Do || Max&Izzy

It kind of felt like ages since Max had hung out with his old friends. Summer vacation was kind of the epitome of being young and yet he hadn’t been out of his dorm much at all. Max was almost tempted to go home, but then decided against it seeing as there wasn’t much to do there. Izzy specifically was someone he hadn’t seen in WEEKS. He had to admit though, he was pretty excited to see her again. Parking his car at the usual spot right in front of the small cozy cafe, he locked it with a click and made his way inside. She wasn’t there yet though. Max wasn’t surprised seeing he was about five minutes early. Punctuality was something he had learned throughout his years in Northwood. He ordered some tea and a few scones and then sat down by the rather large window, looking at the people out and about enjoying the sun. All that was to happen now was for Izzy to walk through the door. 

Bonjour

isabel-madina:

Yeah, tea. 

YAY TEA.