When in Vegas - lestappen - Max x Charles

7. Im in a dream

Charles pov

"Then why call me baby?" Max's words ring in my ear.

I don't want to look up at Max. He hates me. He probably thinks I'm disgusting. Tearing my eyes from him, I recoil from of our hug. What a great moment to commit my largest fuck up.

"Charlie?" Max calls my name, holding my hands gently as I did to him earlier.

I whisper back a quiet yes.

"I know what you've been telling me. We live in Monaco, they speak French there." Max gently reply's trying to not scare me off.

"I didn't mean it like that. It's auto pilot. I'm sorry if I pushed your boundaries. I can leave." Great I'm getting kicked out and I confessed to my grid crush. I'm such a loser.

"What if I don't want you to leave though?" his response confuses me. Does he not care. Or does he want something out of this.

"What are you trying to say Max." I coldly ask. He needs to take this seriously. I don't like being used or messed with.

"Well I never asked you to leave, in fact Charlie I want you to stay. Look, I've always been attracted to both genders, you're one the the hottest guys on the grid. Plus last night was some of the best sleep I've ever gotten. Not even with Kelly I slept like that. You do something to me. It's a good something, I want it to continue." Max softly speaks. I don't want to believe him, but the more he talks he sounds truthful.

"You do a good something to me too. Irritating as you may be." I try to lighten up our conversation.

He lets out a chuckle. Our tension and is slowly easing away.

"Max what do we do after this? Are we friends? More than friends?" I really didn't want to be the one to ask, but it was necessary.

"We can take this slow schat, why don't we start off by being exclusive. Just you and me so nothing gets lost in translation?" Max provides a good argument. I can't help to agree with him.

"I can work with that. Could we keep the media out of our business?" I don't want come out when it's not on my terms.

"Of course, whatever happens behind doors is solely for us, no one else." With that Max gently places a kiss on my cheek. I can't help but smile, this is a sweet moment and I wish it could last forever.

"Come on Charlie let's get some lunch."

We stand in unison as he grabs our wallets, handing me mine. Max walks out in front of me. I can't help but notice his hand, I want to grab it but I don't know if it's too early.

As if to read my mind Max turns back to face me. "It's ok Liefde, you not have to ask for us to hold hands." With that he intertwines our fingers. God I was falling for him.

By the time we get to the dining hall our hands are no longer connected.

"Hey Charlie I'm going to eat with Danny if that's okay with you?"

"It's all good Maxie, I was going to eat with Pierre anyway. See you back in our room?"

"Definitely." Max relies as he walks in Daniel's direction. I see Pierre in a similar location as this morning. But at the moment Yuki is with him.

As I'm aking over to Pierre and Yuki, I notice their hands are also intertwined. Pierre would have told me if they were together? I thought we were best friends.

"Mon ami what's up? You and Max appear to be on better terms."

"Yea man we talked it out. On that note have you been meaning to tell me something?" I narrow my eyes in Yukis direction. Poor Yuki I don't mean to single him out but damn Pear forced my hand.

"We can talk about that later, ok?" I can tell my French friend doesn't really want to argue.

Accepting defeat I sit down at their table making sure that I'm facing Max. God he's so handsome. With his blue eyes and dirty blond hair.

"tu le lâches pas du regard".
/You're staring./

Geez Pear caught me admiring Max as if it were a crime to look at someone that hot.

"Je ne suis pas."
/I am not/

God I need to stop digging myself into a deeper hole.

"I'm just saying char, it's pretty fucking obvious." Pierre tells me and he turns to talk to Yuki. What an asshole.

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