Don't Mind Us

Thirteen

It was midnight and I still couldn't sleep.

David's name repeated on my head.

I've never been in love before and it was strange. Hell, I don't even have loving parents!

But seeing David care about me so much was amazing.

It was also really scary. I was scared that my past would catch up with me and end up hurting him.

I rolled over in David's bed to face him.

He looks so peaceful... I thought, smiling weakly.

I petted his hair and watched his little tuft of hair bounce back into place.

I kissed his forehead and quietly got out of bed.

I sneaked around the camp until I saw something.

"Max?" I asked the figure.

The boy turned around to face me.

"Shit!" He yelled before running towards his tent.

"Max! It's ok!" I called to him.

He stopped and sat beside me on the grass.

"Couldn't sleep bud?" I asked.

"No... I never can." He said, not making eye contact.

"I couldn't either." I told him.

"I was thinking about David..." Max said quietly.

"You were?"

"Ya..."

"Why?" I asked.

He sighed.

"I want to ask him about adopting me..." He said as he started to cry.

"Don't you have parents?" I asked him.

"My parents died right after dropping me off here..." He said with tears pouring out of his eyes.

"Cmere Max." I said as I hugged him.

"And if he's dating you... That makes you my dad..."

"I guess it does..."