"Okay, Chloe, you got this one." Chloe nods her head, walking to the dorms that she knows her best friend is in, "All you have to do is ask her of she wants to go out for a little bit."
Chloe walks down the empty halls of the dorm, knocking on Max's door. Her slate still just says "Max" on it, with a stick figure under it. It makes Chloe smile though, Max was a better photographer.
"Hey." Max answers the door, her nose is red, as is her cheeks, "I'm really sorry Chloe."
"Awe," Chloe pushes her bottom lip out, "Look at you."
"Yeah, I'm not feeling my best right now." Max shakes her head, "I'm really sorry about that."
"Can I still come in?" Chloe itches her head, and Max steps away from the door, sitting on her bed. She wraps her blanket around her shoulders, and Chloe feels her heart sink a little.
"Do you want me to pick up food?" Chloe asks, sitting next to the sandy haired girl, freckles dance across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.
Max shrugs her shoulders, "Do you think you might just be able to grab some hot cocoa?"
"Oh god, what are you? Five?" Chloe starts laughing, and puts her hand on Max's back.
Max pushes her bottom lip out, "Please, Chloe?"
Chloe rolls her eyes as she rubs Max's back, but stands up, "Anything else?"
"Uh, not that I know of." Max shakes her head, her blue eyes lighting up as Chloe goes walk out the door.
"You owe me." Chloe jokes, and Max only lets out a small giggle as she lays down, wrapping herself in a blanket. Chloe just shakes her head as she walks out of the dorms, making her way down to the stores in her rusty old truck.
She goes into the store, searching up and down each aisle, seeing that somehow the market she was in had no hot cocoa, nothing good anyhow.
"I can probably go see my mom at Two Whales." Chloe mumbles running out to her car, and driving off to her mother's work.
She steps out and enters the small dinner, stepping up to the counter to wait for her mom. She plays with her nails, thinking.
"Chloe, I don't know why you're so upset about this, maybe Max likes you the same way, she's saved your ass how many times?" Chloe thinks to herself as her nail picking becomes more intense.
"Is there something you need honey?" Her mom leans over the counter, sending her daughter a small smile.
"Two Hot Cocoa's, please? Max isn't feeling well and I told her I would get some." Chloe laughs lightly, "And of course like everything else you make the best."
"Alright, it'll be done in a little bit." Her Mom nods her head, walking into the back.
Chloe's phone dings, and she takes it out of her pocket to see texts from Max.
M: You alright there blue hair? It's been a little while, your usually pretty fast.
C: Don't worry about it, I'll be back in a little bit. At the Two Whales.
Chloe knows that Max has the right to worry with how much trouble had been going on. It makes Chloe to sick to her stomach thinking about losing Max, the must had gone for Max about her.
"Here honey, in to go cups, have a fun time, alright?" Her mom places a kiss on her forehead, and Chloe nods her head, running back into her truck, where she makes sure to put the drinks in a safe place.
"Alright, back to Max." Chloe lets out a sigh, pulling out and driving down the road. The radio plays rock music, and Chloe's beanie almost falls off.
She grabs the drinks, and slips out of her car and back to Max's down, nearly spilling the two drinks that she has in her hands.
She busts through Max's door, to Max is laying down with a huge blanket wrapped around her, her teddy bear in her arms. Chloe smirks as she sets her drinks on the table, grabbing Max's camera.
"Chloe!" Max yells, but Chloe snaps the picture anyway, grabbing it and looking at it.
"Look at you!" Chloe squeaks, "You look cute."
"Uh-huh." Max unravles herself, going for the hot cocoa. Chloe sits next to her, looking around the room.
"I bet if we scooted the couch closer, we could make a fort." Chloe puts her hot cocoa, and turns to Max, "If your alright with it."
Max takes herself out of her blanket, walking over and using most of her energy to move the coffee table over, and than move the couch over as well. Chloe grabs the blanket, unraveling it all the way, hooking it the bed, than putting it over the couch.
"Come on Max!" She yells from inside the blankets, and Max enters the small entrance, Chloe smiling like an idiot, "Arg matie, where to?"
Max bursts into laughter at the pirate accent that brings her back to when they were kids, "Two sail the seven seas my dear lassy!"
"Oh god, look at us." Chloe shakes her head, moving her beanie into place, "Acting like idiots."
"Like we use to when we were little." Max chuckles, as she picks at her nails, "I remember we would sit on the couch, and we would pretend we were sailing."
"Oh god, please don't even bring that shit that up." Chloe shakes her head, putting her head into her hands.
"And you would sit up and yell at the top of your lungs, and Joyce would tell us to calm down." Max giggles, holding her stomach, "Back things were simple."
"Talk about it." Chloe nods her head, looking over at Max, who's sitting in her pajama's crossed legged in the dim light of the fort.
Max leans back, leaning herself on Chloe and looking off into space. Chloe feels her cheeks turn a little red, "Hey, Mad-Max?"
"Yeah?" Max asks, still leaning on Chloe's shoulder.
"Have you ever thought about...have you ever really liked someone?" Chloe mumbles, trying to make it not awkward.
"Uh, yeah." Max nods her head, sitting up like her friend and turning her head, "Is there something you would talk about?"
"Yeah." Chloe itches the back of her neck, usually she isn't this nervous. She could blurt out whatever she wanted to, and not even care. But this was her friendship at stake, so it felt more stressful. Unlike Max, she couldn't rewind.
"You can always talk to me." Max puts her hand over Chloe's. Chloe closes her eyes and let's her mind float away for just a moment.
"There's this person I really...really like Max. But, it's really difficult." Chloe whispers, "Because I don't know if she is interested back."
Max's hand still keeps a grip on Chloe's and she nods her head, "Have you talked to her about anything like that before?"
"No, I haven't really...gotten the chance." Chloe shrugs her shoulders.
"Well, I'm sure if you talk it out with her, she'll understand." Max sends a small smile, and Chloe get's a little frustrated.
"You're blind." Chloe tries not to state it to harshly, but it comes out that way, and Max's grip seems to loosen a little, "Max, I have a huge lesbian crush on you."
"Oh." Max whispers, but her hand doesn't move, "Why haven't you said anything?"
"You've been busy with school and shit, so it's been a little hard for me." Chloe mumbles, "And I was gonna ask you on a date today, but you were sick as a dog."
"I'm sorry." Max whispers, her hand still holding onto Chloe's, "But I get it."
"What?" Chloe turns her head, and Max looks away.
"I..I mean, yeah. I understand the crush thing." Max lets out a sigh, "I thought maybe it was just a phase ya know? Because I mean, I was afraid it was a high from finding you again and being friends."
Chloe smiles a little, "Do you think it actually is?"
"No." Max shakes her head with a laugh, "Warren is the same way a little, but I don't have any feelings for him."
"He's all over you," Chloe snickers, "Than again, I don't know who wouldn't wanna be."
"Stop." Max mumbles, and Chloe makes a fake frowny face.
"What? Come on, you're one of the smartest students at this fucking school, you know. You take bomb fucking pictures, and you're fucking pretty." Chloe rambles a little, "You're not perfect, but it makes you perfect, you know?"
"That is the deepest thing I've heard you say the whole time I've been here." Max actually looks over at Chloe, "I mean, I would kiss you right now, but I don't want to give you whatever this is."
Chloe leans over and presses a quick kiss to Max's lips, "I don't want it, but frankly, you're worth catching it over."
"Ew." Max scrunches her face up, "You're weird when your mushy."
"Shut up, dork." Chloe playfully shoves Max, "Does this mean you're my.. like, girlfriend."
"I guess so." Max shrugs her shoulders, "As long as girlfriends can sit around all day in their makeshift fort, drink hot cocoa, and play pirates."
"Hmm." Chloe taps her chin, "Sound like a plan to me."
"Then yeah, I guess we're girlfriends." A huge smile comes Max's face, letting out a small smile. Chloe leans over and presses a kiss to Max's forehead.
"Good."