Hopeless Heart // MAXIEL

CHAPTER II.

The next morning i woke up with a terrible headache, and the first thing that caught my attention was that I'm not in my bed. After i looked around, i finally realised that I'm in Max's bed, and he's still sleeping like an angel next to me. I blushed at the thought that I slept in his bed next to him. He never let me sleep in his bed before. I have no idea why, but he just never did. So I'm really confused why I'm here next to him. And of course i was really happy to wake up next to him, but I'm also curious how drunk we were to end up here. I checked the time and it said 5:25, we still had an hour for our workout session to start, so i just tried to remember what we did last night. After a few seconds of trying to remember what happened last night, i decided to watch Max sleep. Nope. I'm not creepy at all. But i mean he's just too perfect to not to look at him all the time. He's literally a living angel sent from Heaven. His eyes, his hair, his mouth, his whole face, his hot body, his thick thighs, or when he gets a little flustered by a compliment, and starts tucking his hair, and kicking his legs a little. He's just so perfect.

After staring at him for about 5 minutes, i decided to go and make breakfast for him. I usually skip breakfasts and dinners because whenever i eat them i always throw up. And even when I'm eating a bit too much lunch. I have no idea why, I've even gone to multiple doctors about this, but they said they have no idea. Max doesn't have to know about this though. I don't want to stress him out with my shit. Not that he would care.

I quietly went out of the room, and to the kitchen. As i was walking down the hallway, something caught my eye in the mirror next to me. I wasn't in my clothes. I was in Max's clothes. Why the heck am i in his clothes?? Oh my god they smell like him! I'm never taking these off i tell ya! I smiled ear to ear and went to the kitchen.

I know that Max's favorite breakfast is pancakes with strawberry jam and joghurt, so I'm gonna make that for him. I'm pretty sure he's gonna be hangover too, so i want to give him everything he wants today. It's not like I'm his boyfriend or anything. But god damn it would be good to be. I could just hug him whenever i want to, not having to be awkward after it. I really want to just tell him how pretty he is, and how much i love him, without him looking at me with a weird face, or just laughing it off.
And sometimes he comes to hug me, or when we're doing a video for the Red Bull YouTube channel, then he flirts with me a little, but i know that that's just for the fans. Every flirting he does with me is just for the fans. But I'm okay with that. As long as i can hug him and flirt with him sometimes I'm okay with it.

I've liked him since we met. For 8 fucking years I've liked him in secret and not dared to tell him. I'm so scared of how he would react. Plus I don't even know if he's gay or not. He had only had girlfriends before, who didn't last long. Actually my girl best friend Viki was his ex, and we became friends. She knows that i like him. She has known it for 5 years now. And don't get me wrong, that's not why she broke up with him. She broke up with him because she realized she was gay. And then we became friends and i told her everything. She has been my emotional support, and i love her very much.

While i was telling y'all this little backstory, I already made the pancakes.
I opened the fridge and searched for the strawberry jam. And i quickly went down to the grocery store nearby to get him some joghurt.

When i got home, i went into Max's room to check if he's awake yet or not. When i opened the door i saw him sitting on his bed, his hair still messy, and he was on his phone, texting someone, but he wasn't texting, he was just staring at his phone with the chat opened.

"Good morning Maxy" i grinned as he snatched his head up, clearly scared by the sudden voice.

"Jeez you scared me! But anyways, morning Dan" he said. "Where were you? I texted you and you didn't text back, i called you and you didn't call back. I was scared someone kidnapped you in your sleep." he said the first part very seriously, and the last part jokingly. Aww Max was worried about me! Or was he? I don't care now I'm living in this moment.

"Oh sorry, i went out to buy something. And I didn't bring my phone with me. But you would want to check the kitchen.." i winked at him, and laughed a little as i saw the scared look on his face.

"Oh please Daniel tell me you didn't blow up my kitchen, or put ketchup everywhere." he said worriedly and i just laughed. Seriously? Ketchup everywhere? I think he's still a bit drunk. We went out to the kitchen and when he saw the freshly baked pancakes, he groaned and immediately started eating one.

"Holy shit Daniel. Thank you so much." Max said, and i just blushed.

"It's alright mate. If you want me to cook anything anytime, just tell me. I know you're a shit cook, so I'll cook instead of you." I said while grinning at him, trying to hold my laugh back when i saw his face looking kind of mad, kind of confused.

"Says who?" he asked.

"Me." i said and this time i couldn't hold my laugh back. His face was too cute and funny for it.

"Hey! Don't laugh! This is not funny! I'm not a shit cook! I'm literally Gordon Ramsay!" He said in an annoyed tone, and i just laughed.

"Yeah, in your dreams! Plus i have tasted your food before,  and the only good food you can make is instant noodles!" i said and then Max decided to shut up and just eat the pancakes.

 "Wait, you're not eating? They're delicious!" He asked.

"I've already eaten when you were asleep. And yeah i know they're delicious, i mean i made them so of course they're delicious!" i said and he just shook his head.

"You know what? These suck! I've never eaten more bad tasting food EVER in my life!" he said and i just laughed even more.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot!" I said as i gave him two joghurts.

"Holy shit you know what i like! Thanks Dan! I appreciate it." He said. He looked so happy eating the joghurt i almost stared too much.

"Also, um.. Why did you let me sleep on your bed? You never did before. Plus you changed my clothes to yours, which you never let anyone do before. So what happened?" I asked suddenly, and i saw that his cheeks got a bit red. Or am i hallucinating?

"W-well uhm..You were really drunk, and uh.. I didn't want you to sleep on the couch, so i brought you in my bed?" He said, the last part sounded like he was asking it, which made me a bit confused. "And i dressed you because there's no way I'm gonna let you sleep in my beautiful clean bed with your nasty sweaty drunk body and clothes." He said making a disgusted face which i just chuckled at.

"Okay.. And how did we even come home last night? I don't remember ANYTHING from last night." I said, and saw that he looked like he  got a little relieved i guess.

"Well I wasn't drunk at all, i just had one drink so i drove everyone home, and i took Lando's car so we will have to give it back to him today." He said.

"How did you not get drunk?" I said chuckling.

"You know i hate being drunk, so i was careful, plus i had a feeling y'all would be really fucking drunk, so i decided that someone needed to bring us home, so i didn't drink much." he said and i just hummed and nodded. I looked at the watch, and saw that it was already 6:10 so we had to get ready for our workout session.

"Are you finished princess? Cuz we need to hurry up if we want to get there in time." I said and he just threw his plate and fork in the sink, and went to dress up and give me workout clothes as well. And then we were off to workout.