The Play (MaxPres - Camp Camp)

13: preston

it's been three weeks since pikeman "asking out" max scene, and since then i've been pretty happy.
"oh, max! max. listen, i have this great idea for a play! so, imagine something in the style of be more chill — you know that one, right? — anyway, these two girls-" i began to rant. it went on for a while, and after a bit i knew max wasn't listening.
i gave him a look and narrowed my eyes. he looked down.
"max?" i asked. i lifted his chin with one finger. he looked dreamily into my eyes, as if they were the last thing he'd ever see.
"hm?" he hummed.
"were you, uh, listening?" i asked, looking down as he once was.
max gave me a smile. "of course! i just began to think..."
i cocked my head. "about?"
"what if we...y'know..." he lowered his voice. "break up."
his voice cracked.
it never does that.
i looked at him dead in the eyes. "no, no. don't think like that, love. nothing can and will come between us, okay? i promise." i told him.
he bit his lip.
"thank you, pres, i just...what if my parents find out! or your parents?" he worried. i hushed him.
"shh, shh. nothing like that is gonna happen, i promise you, maxxy. i promise."
he simply nodded and i hugged him.
what a boy.