On The Run (On Hold)

Chapter 9

Andy’s Pov:

Last night was pretty much eventful. Max and I kept throwing pillows at each other in the dark and eventually I got up to jump on him in his bed and we both crashed down to the floor really hard. My ass probably has a huge bruise from the fall and he probably got a massive lump on his head from hitting the wall.

We eventually called it truce when he had me pinned on the floor and started tickling me. Even though Max is practically a stranger to me, I already feel really comfortable around him. He doesn’t make things awkward between us when the fact is we don’t even know each other.

Waking up in an awkward position, I look over at the time and its 9:16 in the morning. We had just fallen asleep a few hours ago and we still have a long drive ahead of us. It was probably a bad idea to play around last night, but when you’re having so much fun nothing can really stop you.

It took my mind away from my worries for a little while, but all the worries came back once I woke up. I wonder if Carrie had called an army to search for me already and I wonder if Mr. Chao will be mad at me for missing work.

It saddens me to have to leave the place where I felt really love and secure. Now, I’m running away from the place I used to feel the safest and it totally sucks ass.

Looking over at Max, he is snoring silently and hugging all the pillows as comfort. The punk only gave me one to sleep on! I don’t know if I should wake him up or let him sleep a little while longer since he’s the one that’s driving, but we do need to go shopping for clothes and since he is the only driver I guess it’s time for him to get up too.

I sit up to walk over to his bed to wake him up, but I decided it would be more fun to wake him up in a different way. Taking the pillow in my hand, I threw the pillow at him as hard as I could. One of his eyes immediately opens and is now giving me the annoyed look.

“Didn’t we call it truce?” he said sounding groggy in the pillow

“I was gonna wake you up properly, but what fun would that be” I smiled innocently… “I need clothes soo—“

“So that means I have to get up!” he said yawning while getting up at the same time… “Alright let’s go”

“Check out isn’t until noon so I figure we can come back here to shower?”

“Sounds like a plan”

We both got up and headed down to the car and took off. I hate the smell of morning breath and I can taste that my breath is kicking. I dug in my bag and popped a gum in my mouth and handed one to Max without asking him if he wanted one.

“Are you trying to say my breath stinks?” he asked quirking an eyebrow

“Yes, so please take one”

“Now that you said that, NOPE”

“Ew” I mumble

“Well you know you’re eating teeth poop right?”

“It’s my teeth poop and besides, I rather have my breath smelling fresh rather than having it smell like cabbage and taco bell”

“Are you trying to say mine smells like that?”

“Well it doesn’t smell pleasant”

“You really know how to kick down a guy’s ego don’t you?”

“Hey” I put my hands up in defense… “I’m only doing you a favor”

“Sure” he says and rolls his eyes… “Give me one”