Max is your body guard. Your a famous popstar. He’s always by your side 24/7 and never leaves you alone by yourself.

You had a show today and there where alot of people, alot of people who adored you. Your show was done and you decide to get off stage as one fan rips u by your arm as your eyes show of fear.

“CAN I PLEASE GET UR AUTOGRAPH.”

Max rushes over as he’d grip around ur waist and pulled u behind him as u clinged onto him tightly trembling.

“Hands off.”