||Club Camp Camp|| Max X Reader

~Midnight~

Ah, here I am.

I can't sleep. Not after what happened with Max today.

I was wearing his hoodie that he had thrown at me. It smelled like his cologne. I loved it.

But what really kept me up was his words.

He actually wanted to "Go out" with me. But what if he only meant it as friends?

I mean, he is very attractive. And those kinds of boys play with girls hearts.

But I haven't seen Max talk to any other girl here, besides Nikki.

Neil told me they go way back though, and that Nikki is most likely "Treesexual."

Like I said, she's totally one of those reject kids.

Anyways, I got on my laptop and decided to get on Omegle(1)

For my interests I just put "Sleeping." It was the most basic thing to do, and what I so so wanted to do as well.

I had already skipped though many people jacking off, nerds, and even those emos that you see smoking in the back of the school.

Then something, or someone, was on my screen. In front of me.

Max...

"M-Max?!"

He squinted at the camera, and I swear on my own SOUL, the moment he smirked, his eyes flickered.

"My my, Princess. What are you still doing up?"

Remember how I said I was tired? Well, his voice woke me the fuck up.

"Actually, I can't sleep. What's your excuse?"

He stroked his imaginary beard.

"Hmm... Well considering I don't give a fuck about school... Why not just stay up? Plus, if I didn't, I wouldn't have gotten to see your pretty little self here."

I blushed brightly. Good thing the darkness of the room covered the redness.

"Same for you. W-well, not the pretty little part! More like... Your... uh, h-hot self?"

He chuckled.

"I guess so. Whatever floats your fucking boat Y/N. Anyways, ready for tomorrow?"

My eyes widened. What did he mean? Did we have a test or something?

"W-wait what? What's tomorrow?"

He face palmed and groaned.

"What the fuck Y/N?! You already forgot? Tomorrow is the fucking day me and you go out! After school? Remember?"

Oh.

OH.

OHHHHHHH.

"O-oh! Yeah I remember! Sorry sorry, I'm just..."

I needed an excuse. FAST.

"...Thinking about how you called me Little One today!"

Oh FUCK. That's not an excuse that will help at ALL.

Although I WAS thinking about that.

"Well, I guess since you like it so much..."

He pauses for a moment and smirks.

"...Why don't you say goodnight to Daddy, my Little One?"

OH MY FUCKING!

I slammed the laptop shut, and put the hood over my head. I screamed into my pillow.

"Shut the fuck up Y/N and go to sleep!"

Fuck you Parental Guardian.

I got under the covers, and closed my eyes.

"Pft, Daddy? Who the hell does he think he is?"

I muttered, before drifting off.

Oh yeah, he thinks he's my daddy.

Well hello to you too my readers. Wait I mean goodnight-