Thundermans Fanfiction-Why Do You Hide From Us...?

Shut Up, Shut Up, Shut Up!

Phoebe's P.O.V:

I walked to the front door of my house, getting out the key. I walked in after unlocking the door.

"Max...?" I asked, confused, as I looked at Max sleeping on the couch. He moved slightly, repositioning his body to where his body was back to back with the couch. I sat down beside his feet, turning in the TV.

I watched TV for an hour or so, but then Max jerked upwards.

He was breathing hard, and sweat ran down his face. He put his head in his hands and slid them through his matted hair.

"You okay...?" I asked.

He looked at me for a second, then nodded.

"Yeah...I'm fine..."

"Are you sure...?"

"Yeah."

I frowned, and I felt my ThunderSense go off. I jumped up and got a small plastic tub. I ran back to Max and shoved it under his head. He grabbed it and threw up the contents of his stomach, and I went to the bathroom to get a wet washrag.

I came back and sat down beside Max, putting the rag on his forhead.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I smirked slightly.

"What do you think?" Max looked up at me for a second, smiling.

I chuckled, then took the tub from him and went to the sink to rinse it out. Max set the washrag on his head, then frowned.

"Where's the others?"

"They went to go get presents for our birthday party tomorrow," I set the tub in the dishwasher after cleaning it  out.

Max groaned,"Ugh...I totally forgot about tomorrow..."

"Are you sick...? 'Cause if you are we can have the party sometime else..."

"No. I'm not sick. I just...had a bad dream."

"Oh... One bad enough to make you vomit?" I sat down beside him again.

He chuckled slightly,"It's been happening a lot lately..."

"Do you want to talk about them...?" I pushed.

He shook his head,"No."

"Why not...?"

"Um...it shows a part of me that I hate...or at least a part that I don't like..." Max looked down at his feet.

"Okay... You know...it might help if you talked about it."

"No, Phoebe. Just...don't ask."

"Come on, Max!"

"No."

"Max it's gonna help if you-"

"Phoebe...just stop! Just shut up! Just...shut up, shut up, shut up..." I watched solemnly as Max walked down to his lair, the washrag in his hand.

Why do you hide from me, Max...?

Heyo! I know that it's late at night when I post this...but DAYLIGHT SAVINGS!!! We all get an extra hour of sleep! Yay! Hope you liked this short chapter! R & R!