Keep Me Safe (Dadvid AU)[Camp Camp]

I'm Not Sure

Max's POV

    Goddamn it. Why do I keep pacing around? Oh, maybe because I feel like I'm gonna have a breakdown. AGAIN. What does it matter; summer's going to end, and it'll be the end of it. I don't really need these dumbasses around me. None of it matters. Why do I keep fighting for some happiness? I knew it'd never happen, the sun always sets, even in paradise.
  The tears are hopefully subtle, as I push them away, push everything away. None of it fucking matters. I put my headphones on, and I turn the music up. I sit on the cot, letting it all deafen me. As long as I can't hear anything outside, I'll be fine. The memories haven't come back yet, and no one's around. I'm fine.
  Soon though, I hear rustling outside. I move the headphones down; it's just thunder. Thunder and rain. That's fine. None of it matters. I keep the headphones down, but I turn my head away when Neil comes in. Absolutely soaked. That's what he gets for being out there in the first place. Normally, I'd make a dirty joke about it, but I don't feel like it. I pull the music back to my head, and the sleeves of my hoodie down. There are certain things that I don't want him to see.
   "I'm not sure why I'm still here. I don't belong. I never did..." I pull my headphones down again, and look at Neil. There's a look of shock on his face.
"Did you hear that, Neil??" He still looks in awe, and slowly comes to me with his arm out.
"Please tell me those were just lyrics to your song, Max." I guess there were still tears on my face, cuz he just wipes them away with his sleeve.
"Neil, just ignore it. It doesn't matter, I guess it just slipped out. It doesn't mean anything."  He's closer to me, and keeps eye contact. There's a soft, sympathetic look to him. I move away and turn the music up some more. He pulls himself to me, and very gently moves my head to face his.
And he just hugs me.

Neil's POV

I've seen the signs all this time. Ever since Parent's Day, he's been trying to be better. But I can still see the pain. I know how it feels having a fucked up family. Even though it's a different situation for me. And in this moment, I feel like there's nothing better than to hug him. He desperately need it, I can see it.
"I can't ignore it, Max. I can see your charade. This *happiness* isn't you. I know you're trying to feel better, that's good, but I can still see pain in your eyes. Also, I can hear your crying in my sleep." I try to keep his eyes in mine, but he's resisting.
He faces away again, but this time I let it. It's okay for him to show he doesn't wanna open up.
As the tears well up again, he says,"You... You can hear me? Why do you pay attention to it? For all you know, it could just be your dreams making you fuck reality up. Even if it was real, it doesn't FUCKING MATTER!!" Max get up, takes David's phone and the headphones, and runs off.
  There's most definitely something wrong. I can feel it.

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Hey! Here's the first chapter of a new Dadvid story I've been thinking of. Usually, I have longer chapters, but I just don't feel like it today. Also, I know there's a LOT of Dadvid things here on Wattpad, but I thought I might try something new. This idea might have legs.
So thank you all for reading this( if ya do), it really means something.

Also,ThereMightEndUpBeingSomeMaxNeil/NaxInThisStory.FightMeAndMyCampCampOTP.

Sooo, with all that out, THANK YOU!!,
Stargazer