Save me? BoyxBoy

Places Switched

Maxx's POV (<3)

I woke up with a huge migrane, my spranged limbs throbbing, and the awful memory of last night.

'Hey girl you know you drive me crazy one look puts rythem in my head still I never understood why you hang around cover up with make up in the mir-' I quickly turned my alarm off. Jumped up ran to the shower and took a quick one. Climbing out I put a towl around my waist. Humming the tune to my alarm The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus Face Down. The song was my favorite by far. I changed into black skinnys, a blue, white, and black button up long sleeved plaid shirt, with a white v-neck under it. I finished blow drying my hair and putting on my blue vans. I slung my bag over my shoulder and went up stairs, not really thinking of Dallas at the moment.

When I entered the kitchen he was on the phone. I went to turn around, but he motioned me forward to him. I silently walked to him with my head down. When I was close enough he grabbed me and pulled me into his chest. Was he hugging me? Really? I didn't fight it or hug back I just dug my head into his cologhned chest.

"Yes, I'm doing the shoot with Jessica for Holister. I think I understand... No that wasn't saracasm... Look boss I got to go. Kay bye." He hung his I-phone up and slid it in his back pocket of his light washed denim jeans, he had a white v-neck on that hugged his body. He then kissed the top of my head.

"I'm sorry." He mumbeled in my hair. I stood there awkwardly in shock with my head in his chest.

"I'm sorry." I said my voice quivered a bit. He hugged me tighter. I held the ends of my shirt sleeves lifting my arms up to hug him back. Five minutes of that and I cried silently in his chest, the whole time. I didn't know if he noticed, but I cried and his shirt is wet. He let go and I turned quickly so he wouldn't see my red puffy eyes. I quickly whiped the remaining ones away.

"Max?" He said in a tone I couldn't describe.

"Yes?" I replied in a whisper.

"Are you crying?"

"No." I lied. Shit I'm not suppost to lie!

"Are you lying?" He asked sternly.

"Umm.."

"I told you not to lie." He said even more stern then a second ago.

"I'm sorry." I whispered letting them fall a little again.

"Were you crying last night because of that kid?" I totally forgot about Nate til now. The tears fell some more. I chocked a little and shook my head deciding it's not good to talk. My back still facing him.

"You'll be okay when someone leaves you, that means they never loved you." He said. His words stung and I realized he is probably hurting me on purpose. I just nodded again. Even though his words were probably just to hurt me, I knew they were true. So I just silently cried as he walked up behind me.

"That kid was probably trouble so it was best he left you." It wasn't him who left, it was me. I thought in my head. He nudged me a little telling me we better leave before I was late. I limped on my ankle concidering I wasn't wearing that ugly boot made it hurt more then it should. I couldn't do anything about the cast so it was still on. I slid in settling my un comfortable ankle down. I ignored the pain, looking at my reflection in the window of the car made me realize something. Holy fucking shit I forgot to cover the bruises!

"Dallas!" I yelled.

"What what what?!"

"I forgot to cover the bruises!"

Whack! Ow fuck shit damn piss fuck! The left side of my face was stinging from where he smacked me.

"Don't fucking scare me like that! Just say you got in a fucking fight dumbass!" He yelled, realizing I probably gave him a heart attack. I held my cheek and slid down into the seat. My eyes watered.