|The Tomboy And The Trouble Maker|

Chapter 32:Truth Or Dare?

I yawn and stretch out as my bones feel like I haven't moved in years. I turn onto left while keeping my eyes closed.

'I don't want to wake up, not yet'

I make myself comfortable and feel a hot breath fanning my face, as if someone is right next to me.

'Oh yeah, I stayed over at Max's place yesterday, I forgot about this'

He moves his arms, however still keeps me inside them-all hugged up close to his chest.

'Does this mean that I am this close to him? Someone tell me this is not true'

I force myself to open my eyes and I'm met with Max's face, which is just a few inches away from mine. My heart starts to beat faster and I feel my face becoming hot.

'Why am I like this these days?'

I close my eyes and take a deep breath in while re-opening my eyes again.

And I'm met with a pair of another 2 blue eyes looking back at me.

Our noses are now touching, however both of us are not moving.

'I don't want to move. I don't know why, but I just don't feel like moving at all'

His eyes are looking back at me with love and care written all over them...

'Or am I imagining it?'

He smiles and squeezes my cheek.

"What are you looking at?"

I struggle my shoulders.

'Why doesn't his breath smell in the morning? My one does, badly-I could literally kill someone if I open my mouth'

"How did you sleep?" His eyes focused on me.

I cover my mouth first "Good" I nod.

He looks at me weirdly "Why are you covering your mouth? Did something happen? Let me see" He tries to put my hand down.

"No, no. Nothing happened" I laugh.

Max stops "Then? What's the problem?" He laughs.

I force myself to say it-it's embarrassing "Morning breath"

"So? I do too" He points at himself.

"That's the thing-you don't!" I smack him jokingly.

He laughs "Listen-I don't care if you have morning breath and you should know it by now"

I nod.

He smiles assuringly "Exactly. Take that hand off"

I put my hand down and point my tongue out at him.

"Better now" He nods.

"Better what?"

"Better to see your whole face-not just a part of it" He rolls his eyes.

I look at him with my mouth open "Are you okay?"

"I'm great, baby cakes" He hugs me tight.

"Alright..." Confusion in my voice "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just happy to see you" He smiles.

I laugh "Let me go?"

"No" He pouts.

"Maxie, please"

He rolls his eyes "Alright" And he finally releases me from the long and tight hug.