//Your POV//

I woke up in Max's bed, in his arms.

I was wearing only his shirt and underwear, and he was only wearing his boxers.

The memory of the night before was fuzzy, so I instantly thought...

' f u c k . '

I felt Max start to stir, "..mornin' baby..."

'ooo hot morning voice'

"Morning Max..and uh quick question.."

"yes hermosa?"

"did we fuck last night??"

He paused, staring at me for a second, and then proceeded to start laughing.

"We didn't babe, don't worry," he ran his hand through my hair after finishing laughing.

"That's good...not that it matters anyways, my parents are gonna nuke my entire existence," I sighed, moving myself closer into his arms.

He kissed my forehead softly, "it's gonna be okay, sweetheart."

I looked down, "I hope so..I really don't want to go back."

I felt him staring at me with his lovely sea green eyes.

"You know you're gonna have to at some point."

I nodded, knowing damn well my parents wouldn't hesitate to file a police report of me being missing and blame Max for my disappearance.

I didn't tell him but I was at the point of wanting to live with him.

He has made me happier than I have been for a long time.

Almost as if he read my mind he said, "Look, I know everything sucks right now but trust me, it will all get better, I promise."

"Okay.." I nodded again.

He put his hand on my chin and made me look at him, him sighing as we made eye contact.

"what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry...you're just so beautiful," Max chuckled, "I can't help but look at your pretty face."

"you're a goof."

"nah, you're the goof...we, um, need to get you home today though.

"oh shit."