Camp Camp GC Fic

Jog

Text Between Nikki and Max

Nikki: hey babe i got my phone back

Max: ok good

Max: how are you baby

Nikki: i'm ok, i resolved the thing with my parents and my dad flew back to cali but i can't stop shaking. it's like the feeling you get when you dont study for a test and you get to the first question and start freaking

Nikki: i think i'm gonna go for a run later... wanna come?

Max: sure. we might have to jog and walk a little bit because i'm not like you with running and stuff

Nikki: understandable

Nikki: meet me at my place in an hour?

Max: ya i'll be there

Nikki: love you

Max: love you too

IRL

Max changed into a tank top and shorts, and he grabbed a backpack and put a couple water bottles and some money in it, just in case they get dinner. Max was fairly athletic, he played water polo and he was Nikki's workout buddy. And when she worked out, she worked hard, forcing Max to do the same. He was short, too. About 5'6, when Nikki was 5'7. She never let him forget that she's taller than him. When they first started dating, Max didn't know it, but he was at his final height, and Nikki was 5'0. He loved being taller than her. He could lift her up to kiss her and use her head as an arm rest. But then when they were 15 and a half, boom. She went from 5'0 to 5'7 in what seemed like one night. He could still give her piggy back rides and things like that, but he was sad that his girl will always be an inch taller than him.

He walked out of his bedroom and called out before he left, "YO! I'M LEAVING!"

And Gwen yelled back, "K, DON'T GET KILLED!"

He slammed the front door shut and made sure to lock it. He ran down the stairs and left his building. He jogged 6 up and 3 over to get to her apartment building. When he reached her building, he dialed her number into his cell phone.

"Baby, come down I'm here," Max said.

"K," Nikki said and hung up. She ran down the stairs and pushed open the door and Max ran up to her and pulled her into an embrace.

"You look... really fuckin good," Max whispered to Nikki while they were hugging.

Nikki smiled. "You too." She broke the hug and grabbed his hand. "Let's walk to the park, then we can run on the trail."

"Sounds good."

They walked about a mile and finally reached their favorite bike trail that they ran along. "See ya!" Nikki said and ran off.

"Wait for me Nik!" Max said as he started running behind her as fast as he could. She looked behind her, and saw that Max was getting closer and closer. She laughed, took a deep breath, and began running even faster. He scoffed and continued to run while at the same time trying to drink water.

"I'm catching up!" Max exclaimed.

"No you're not!" Nikki said, determined. She started to full on sprint, like she was in a competition or something. Granted, she was probably the most competitive person in the world when it came to racing. She was running at her very highest speed when suddenly, Max heard a thud. He looked down and saw that Nikki had taken a fall flat onto her face.

"Shit!" He exclaimed and ran over to her. "You good?"

She pushed herself up. "I'm fine I just-" she put her foot down. "God damnit!" she screamed and a few people turned their heads. 

"Jesus christ." He pulled her up and asked her if she could hop on his back. She nodded and jumped up, and he started the walk back to his place, which was thankfully only a mile away, because the trail made a big loop.

About halfway back home, he set her down on a bench and they took a five minute break.

"Okay, I think I'm fine to walk," she said as she pushed herself off the bench, and Max grabbed her waist and pulled her back onto the bench.

"No. You're obviously injured." He got up and had her get back on his back. "We'll be at my house in 15 minutes."

When they finally reached his apartment, he carried her up the stairs, which was hell, and he opened up the door. He basically threw her down on the couch and laid down on the couch, and Nikki pushed Max off of her, because he was just sweaty and sticky.

"What the fuck happened?" Gwen shouted as she entered the room. "Why the hell are you so sweaty Max?"

"Ugh, I fell and can't walk. I think I twisted my ankle or something. So Max wouldn't let me walk back here so he carried me all the way."

Gwen groaned and went to grab the bandages to wrap her ankle. "You know, you really should be more careful. Also, Max get the fuck up and help me."

"Gwen, I'm fucking tired," he replied. 

"Uggggggggggh."

A/N YA I KNOW IT SUCKS BUT IM GONNA MAKE A PART TWO TO THIS CHAPTER