How Could You?

How could you?

How could you walk around smiling and laughing as if you hadn't just ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped it into the dirt.

"Max! You came to my show!"

"Of course I did," Max chuckled slightly checking to see if anyone was around before giving his boyfriend a gentle, loving kiss on the cheek. "Don't tell anyone I did that," he said in almost a serious tone.

Preston couldn't help but laugh. "Silly Max, everyone already knows we're dating," the taller male said leaning down kissing his boyfriend only to be pushed away by a blushing Max.

"D-Don't do that..." he coughed. "Not in front of people..." he said. "I'll see you after the second part," he said turning and walking back to his seat. But Preston couldnt help but notice the smile across Max's face as he walked.

I've been hurt so much in my life. Why do you feel the need to dig a knife into the wound and cut deeper than before. My chest heaved. My eyes watering as tears filled them blurring my vision. 'No way, not a fucking way. He wasn't crying.'

Max sat in the lunch room with Nikki as Neil on either side of him but he seemed completely oblivious to the conversation they were engaging in. The only thing Max could think about was how much his heart hurt.

"Max stop!" Preston strained. "Stop! Please! Pull out now!" He shouted his voice laced with panic.

A flash of worry crossed Max's face as he quickly pulled out of the taller male. "What?" He asked. "I'm sorry!" He said watching as tears flooded Preston's eyes.

"I'm sorry..I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..." he let out his voice hiccuping.

Max sighed softly before moving over next to Preston enveloping him in a hug. "I'm sorry...I thought you were ready," he whispered softly stroking the hair of the taller male.

Preston shook his head slightly. "It's just hard to forget what he did to me you know.." he said softly curling against Max's chest as he pulled the blankets up over them both.

Max sighed softly. "I know...I'm sorry I tried to pressure you into it just...just sleep now," he said kissing the top of the younger males head.

Max squeezed his eyes shut letting tears fall unaware at the friends who were trying to get his attention.

"Max!" A voice finally got through to him. He turned his head quickly looking at the blunette that had called his name.

"O-Oh! Sorry," he said suddenly aware of the tears that were covering his cheeks. Quickly he wiped them with his sleeves.

"Um, Max..I don't think you are..You're really quiet," she said leaning forward a bit. "And you're crying, so I know something is definitely wrong," She said her eyes switching to Niel for a second as they shared a look before looking back at Max.

"S-Sorry...I guess...I guess I just have a lot on my mind," he said softly rubbing the back of his neck.

"Yeah, a lot. As in Preston," Niel muttered looking away a bit as Max shot him a cold glare.

"Shut the fuck up, Niel," he said quietly moving his hood up over his head.

Nikki glared at Niel for a moment before looking at Max with a more comforting face.

"Is that was it is? The breakup?" She asked softly.

"What the fuck else would it be?" Max asked his voice catching in his throat slightly.

Nikki sighed only nodding. "I'm sor-"

"Why the fuck are you sorry? There isn't anything you can do! There isn't anything you can do to bring him back to me!" He snapped feeling the tears come back once again. "I...I gotta go. Don't fucking follow me," he said standing up and walking out of the lunch room before entering the bathroom. Luckily, nobody was in there. Max punched the wall letting his tears fall once again.

"Happy two years Max!" The taller male said happily as he greeted Max after the smaller male opened the door for him.

Max smiled a bit letting out a small chuckle. "Of course you're gonna make a big deal out of it," Max said stepping out of the way to let Preston into his home.

"And why would I not?" Preston asked setting the gifts he had brought on the table. "This is a day to celebrate our ever lasting love! A day to celebrate two years of loving each other," Preston gushed.

Max rolled his eyes slightly. "Yeah yeah. It sucks but I only got you one gift instead of a bunch like you have," he said softly almost disappointed with himself not making this bigger than he had.

"That's alright!" Preston said happily.

Max smiled pulling a small velvet box with a bow on it out of his pocket. Preston happily took it to find a ring inside. "Oh Max!" Preston said his voice laced with emotion. "It's absolutely gorgeous!" He said slipping it onto his finger. "Thank you," he said softly kissing his boyfriend before sitting in a chair at his dinning table. Watching as Max sat across from him. Slowly Max took Preston's hand rubbing his thumb over the top of the milky skin.

"You know Max...one day...you and me are gonna get married," he said softly.

Max looked up rather surprised. "W-Wha?" He let out.

"Mhm...not now...and maybe not in 5 Years...but some day...I promise..." he said gazing up at Max Amber eyes sparkling slightly.

Max couldn't help but smile a bit. "Yeah okay...sounds like a plan..." he said only to be greeted by lips pressed against his. Max hummed happily returning the kiss.

"Damnit...why...why does it hurt so much...Why did you have to do this to me...I miss you already..." he said softly letting his forehead fall against the wall. "How could you..." he muttered to himself feeling his chest heave as he tried to keep himself from falling apart right then and there.

How could you

How could you sit and act like you don't care when I'm hurting so bad? You're face is unchanging Max. It shows no pain or any remorse. How could things change back to what they were without you even blinking an eye. I was with you for two years so I know when you're upset even when you do your best not to show it. Then..then why now are you not hurting? Did I mean nothing to you?

"I like you," a small but stern voice said as the smaller male stood in front of Preston blushing.

"W-What?" The taller male asked feeling a little taken aback by the sudden gesture.

"Don't make me repeat myself you idiot!" He snapped. "Just...just answer me," he said looking away a blush taking over his face.

Preston stared for a moment before smiling letting out a sigh. "Of course I like you too Max," he said softly.

Max looked up at him half surprise taking over his expression. "Well...g-good," he said pulling out a pen gripping Preston's wrist before yanking his arm over to himself. He quickly wrote down his number. "We're going on a date this Saturday. That isn't a question," he said before shoving the pen back in his pocket. "Text me," he said looking away for a moment before leaning up leaving a small but firm kiss on the males cheek. "See ya," he said turning and hurrying off.

Preston stood there in shock for a few moments before moving his hand to his cheek. "Hm," he let out his face slowly turning a pink color. "How cute?" He said softly.

Preston felt tears prick at his eyes as he watched Max stand and walk out of the lunch room. Had he seen him staring? No way..he couldn't of.

Preston was drawn out of his thoughts by the feeling of a hand on his wrist. Amber eyes immediately looking up to meet green.

"Preston...what's wrong? You're not having second thoughts are you?" The larger male asked squeezing Preston's wrist to the point it hurt. Preston winced slightly.

"Oh! No! Definitely not Nurf! Never!" He squeaked out his voice cracking slightly. His looked down in his lap keeping his eyes down as Nurf starting kissing the top of the other males head nuzzling his nose into it as well.

"I love your scent Preston," he said softly. Preston only nodded cringing slightly at the comment.

Nerris and Harrison frowned sharing a look with each other. How could things change so drastically in only a few hours. It all started with Nurf threatening Preston and his grandmother if he wouldn't leave Max and go out with him. Things weren't good and wouldn't be for a long time.

"What have I done..." Preston whispered to himself. "How could I..." he muttered leaning into the larger male as he put and arm around him. Preston squirmed uncomfortably. Nurfs touch wasn't the same as Max's. It was rough and uncaring. He hated it.

How could you Preston.

How could you Max.