Lemon boy~ Max x reader Camp Camp fanfic

Chaper 3: "Stay hydrated"

Y/n's POV:
I woke up slowly, the sun peeked through the tent flaps, shining right under my eyes.
I saw movement coming from Max's bed.
I slowly sat up and looked over at him.
He was still sleeping but had rolled over and was now facing me. He looked so calm when he was sleeping. like he's no longer angry, he's always a little pissed off at least.
Wait a minute, how did I get to bed?
I looked around the room and saw my shoes neatly placed on the floor. Hmm did this mother fucker seriously tuck me in? I almost laughed out loud.
I got up quietly and put my shoes on, I grabbed my phone and towel and headed towards the tent entrance. I stopped and turned around to look at the peaceful boy dreaming away. I walked up to him and gave him a light kiss on his cheek and whispered, "Thank you... dickhead."
I checked my phone as I walked towards the showers. 6:03 am. Damn what time did I pass out last night?
I reached the girls showers and started to undress. I took off my hoodie and noticed bandages on my arm. Fear coursed through my veins. Did Max... why would he... Oh my god how did he even see them in the first place? I hope he wasn't being a gross creep while I was sleeping. I tried to stay positive as I enjoyed the hot water running down my body, but my thoughts only continued to race.
He knows the words wouldn't stop echoing through my mind spiking my anxiety. I took a deep breath and tried to remember last night.
Okay so I think I fell asleep on the dock... on his shoulder, he must have tried to wake me up but couldn't and brought me back to the tent. Then he took my shoes off? And tucked me in but how and why did he see my arm?
I finished washing my hair and sat down in the shower letting the water consume me, it felt therapeutic but also depressing. After some 45 minutes I finally got out of the shower and got dressed.
I wore the same clothes because I forgot to bring new ones with me like an idiot and no way I was walking through camp in a towel.
I wrapped my hair up in the towel and as I was about to leave the shower room I stopped at the sinks and stared at myself in the mirror, why did he see them? I kept trying to figure out what I was going to say but couldn't.
I grabbed my phone and walked out of the girl's shower room. I suddenly got a text while I walked towards my tent...
Y/n your parents were fighting so loud last night the cops showed up! Your mother kept screaming at your dad saying "there's no other way, I'm done with her! You're going to have to choose. Me or her." Like what?! Is your dad cheating or what? I'm so confused and sorry girl.
I stared at my phone pretty shocked at what I just read. My face stayed blank. After a few seconds tear ran down my cheek as I realized what my mother had meant. She was making my dad choose between me and her... my mom doesn't want me anymore. Wow.
I shoved my phone in my pocket and decided not to even worry about it. I still had months here. I could always find somewhere else to live I guess; I mean at least I won't get screamed at anymore.
I severely doubted my dad agreed to get rid of me but at the same time... my mother always gets what she wants.
I smirked at the idea of having no parents, desperately trying to push down my tears and sobs, anger and fear. I didn't want to feel sad about it, but his is next level fucked up, I have no idea how to react.
I walked back into the tent to see Max scrolling on his phone.
He immediately sat up putting his phone down when he saw me. "Well good morning sleeping fucking beauty, you passed out at like 8:30 dude." He said in a low voice trying not to wake the other campers up because their tents were only about 15 feet away.
I nodded, taking my hair out of my towel and brushing it while standing in the mirror.
"What's going on with you? All I get is a nod? jeez." Max said, picking up his phone again.
I stopped brushing my hair and slowly turned to face him. He looked kinda scared when he saw me staring at him with such a blank expression.
"What happened last night?" I said as calmly as possible.
"Oh uh... you kind of fell asleep, so I dragged you here and threw you on your bed."
Max said avoiding eye contact.
"You mean you carried me to my bed, placed me down, took off my shoes and tucked me in?
I said completely sure of myself.
Without a doubt that's what happened but I needed to figure out why this guy saw my arm. I hoped with everything in me he wasn't being creepy.
Max looked down and scratched the back of his neck
"I mean yeah what you said."
He spoke quietly like he was hiding something.
"Okay then, I would say thank you but I'm more concerned about why I woke up with bandages on my arm." I gave him a look that said explain right fucking now bitch
He cleared his throat trying to figure out what he was going to say next.