Emilee

Just as he’d promised, Max returned later that night. He didn’t say anything as he’d come in. Neither had I. We’d been sitting in silence for quite a while until finally, he spoke.

“Emilee, you have to tell someone sweetie,” he said softly. “He hurt you. What if he did this to other girls? If you tell someone, then he can’t hurt people anymore.” I knew what he was saying. I could understand where he was coming from. But I couldn’t do it...

“Max, this is so hard to explain.” I sighed, slightly agitated, but knowing that I couldn’t have a go at max for caring. He couldn’t help it. “I can’t tell anyone. To me, he was just a guy who left me. That happens all the time Max. I won’t tell anyone, they don’t need to know.” Max groaned slightly.

“Fine. I’ll let it go,” he said, calmer than I thought he would. “Just know that I’m not like him. I will never leave you. Emilee, you have to tell me when you’re sad or worried. I can’t read your mind.” He whispered that last part.

“Yea, I know.” He smiled across at me and closed the gap between us, hugging me for what felt like a long time. He pulled away a little to kiss me softy on the lips.

“I sometimes wish I still could,” he said softly. “Cos you’re hard to figure out otherwise.”

“Maybe you’re not supposed to figure me out,” I said. “Maybe I'm too far gone for understanding.” He shook his head from side to side and laughed at me.

“You’re perfect.”He kissed me softly again. “You should get to bed sweetie. I doubt your mum would let you stay home 2 days in a row.” I sighed.

“Yea, you’re probably right,” I admitted. “Stay with me Max.” I begged him with my eyes, although, I don’t think it was necessary. He flicked the light and crawled beneath the covers of my bed, pulling me in with him.

“What can I do or say to prove my love for you Emilee? To prove you’re stuck with me for life, and I’m not going anywhere. You know, before it was me questioning our love. I was worried I’d leave...”

“I...I don’t know Max,” I replied. “Can’t I just believe you?” He smiled at me.

“Can you?” I thought about it. “Wait, you know what? I got a better idea.”

“Yea?” I couldn’t think of anything. I’d take his word for it. Deep down I knew he loved me and would never ever leave.

“I’m not telling you. It’s a surprise,” he said, kissing the tip of my nose.

“That’s not fair!” I poked him in the side. “Tell me.”

“2 can play that game,” he replied, smirking. I laughed hysterically as Max tickled me to tears.

“O-o-kay-hay-ay! Stop! You’re killing me Max!” I managed to get out between laughter. He stopped and brought his hands up to cup my face.

“I love you,” he said sweetly. “I love you Emilee.” I stared up at his angelic features, directly into his gorgeous eyes.

“I trust you Max. I love you too.” He grinned like an idiot and kissed me. I let his tongue slip past my lips and into my dreams.