Upside down love

Chapter 8

One week later~~

Max walked into the living room were me and Daneil sat, watching Lady and the tramp. I adored cute movies like those, they were originals after all.

   "Neil texted me.. I was wondering if Uh-" he paused, looking as if he was sorting out his words. "If I can go hang out at his place?" He squeaked. Why was he being so nervous? Expectedly he wouldn't even have asked, and I'm glad he did, but why reluctant? He was a golden Lier at that.

"Sure Max, please don't stay out to late." I replied, I didn't want him to be gone all day, and I didn't want him to to walk home in the dark.

"Same applies for me." Daneil commented, looking away from the Movie.

A smirk grew on Maxes lips as he grabbed his hoodie and ran out the front door, slamming it behind him. "You realize he's Not going to Neil's House, correct." Daneil asked me, with a sarcastic facial Expression.

What does he mean? "Daneil, you should believe in him more! Maybe he changed. Plus, what else would he do anyways?" I asked, waiting for a valid answer. I didn't think anyone Max enjoyed hanging around lives in the neighbor hood.

"He's probably going to sneak off with a girl.. o-or-" he paused, snickering. "a guy."

"Hey!" I said playfully, nudging him. "I trust him, and he's our.. our son!" I said proudly, pressing play on the movie. Daniel rolled his eyes and shrugged. "Whatever you say Davey.."

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Max POV 💙💙

Knock knock knock

The hard door hurt my fists as I tried to politely knock on Preston's door. Suddenly, a rich looking women stepped outside and looked as if she were mentally judging me. The fuck was her deal?

"I swear to god.." she muttered under her breath, looking as If she was preparing herself. "Are you Preston's boyfriend?"

What the hell? "Fuck no!" I answerd, genuinely offended. He's a theater geek, I'm a badass. Those two just don't work out.

She looked relieved. "Oh thank god. So what can I help you with anyway?" She asked, recollecting herself.

"Uh, Preston's got something I want." I said sheepishly. I minus well act like an innocent child, I'll get Mr. HoneyNuts back faster.

"Oh.. uh, alright? Come on in I suppose, up the stairs to the left." She said, signaling directions.

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Daneil POV 💛🧡

I watched as David tried to find something for Dinner. He looked so pure and innocent, making me qustion once again how I ended up with such a good life, including the love of it, and a son.

I stood up and stretched. God it's been forever sense I Actully just did nothing.

I walked over to the Prince Charming, curios to what he was even trying to find in the first place. " Daneil.. what do you think about spaghetti?" David mumbled, his hand resting on his chin as his back faced me.

"Sure. Need help?" I asked while walking around the marble counter, facing the same way as David. "Yeah, that would be great Dany!" He said, I swear his eyes having an exit glow. I chuckled a bit.

"Alrighty then. Hey, it's been about an hour sense Max left, should we call him?" I said. God, I totally forgot that he left, fuck what if my sarcastic suspicions were right? "Daneil, he's a kid. If he's not here in an hour.. then.. then, we'll okay let's call him."

I smiled at his dorky ness and reached into my back pocket, snatching my phone. It buzzed for a few seconds before it picked up, everything muffled.

I made out a few words. 'give it back!'.. 'Presto-'.. "I'll kiss-'

My eyes widened at the mentioning of the work 'kiss.'

"I don't think he knows we're on the phone.." David said, worried to what was happening. I hung up before he could find out though. "Hey, don't freak out,we'll cook dinner then find out what the ass was doing"

David reluctantly nodded, and walked over to the cabinet were the pasta was.

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"So, you star in my play, and I'll give you our teddy back?" He asked suspiciously. "No shit Sherlock." I said rudely. Fuck him! "Fine. Well, you should probably go now." Preston said again, leaning back on his bed. "Max, I'm sorry. I just reallllly need someone in my play! And your perfect!.. minus the attitude."

I glared at him. "Fuck you, Preston. Fuck you." With that, I got up and ran out of his room, a smirk corrupting my face.

I walked ou5 of his house. Hopefully David wouldn't be to suspicious. It's fucking Daniel I have to worry about, he would've caught on by now.

I picked up my speed. The last thing I fucking need right now is to be grounded.

I finally made it to my house, with barely any breath. I grabbed my key and unlocked the door, stepping inside. It smells fantastic.

"It's been two hours, and it's dark outside! Max I told you, are you okay?" David asked worriedly, walking over to me. "David I'm fine. Me and Neil were just playing Call of Duty, chill."

"Lierrr." I heard Daniel call from the kitchen.

Fuck.