OCC: I don't know why I wrote this...

I sit at the breakfast table with my phone clutched in my shaking hands, waiting and listening for the sound of keys.

Chloe's late… she said 20 minutes and it's been 40… I think. It's become increasingly harder to tell time nowadays, aside from the obvious reasons.

"She just went out to get donuts, Max," I tell myself, "Nothing bad is going to happen. And if it did, she'd call you".

I close my eyes for a moment, letting my head hang low before I hear a knock at the door which makes me jump.

"Yo! Max, I forgot my keys. Get the door for me yeah?".

"Yeah… coming," I mutter, slowly getting to my feet and shuffling to the door.

I fumble for the doorknob before slowly pulling the door open, only to have Chloe push open the rest of the way.

"Yo-Yo! I've got the goods, coffee, and donu- hey… you okay?" she asks, watching me lock up again and lean heavily against the door.

"Yeah… just in need of my morning cup of coffee".

"Why are you still in your PJs? I thought you said we were going out today".

I raise an eyebrow, I did?

"Yeah, pretty fucking sure you did," Chloe says, setting the 'goods' down on the counter and crossing her arms.

I blink, shit… I said that out loud…

"I Um… don't remember that".

"Max… you just told me you wanted to go out last night. What the actual fuck,".

I blush and try to shake the fuzz out of my head, "Y- yeah… sorry, Still… half asleep here,".

Chloe walks up to me and wraps her arms around my waist, "Come on, sit down and we'll get some coffee in ya. I got your favorite".

I nod and allow her to lead me over to the table where she sits me down and kisses my forehead.

I hum dumbly and nuzzle our noses together, "I love you".

"Me too. Now, let's get our grub on so we can get out of this place. It's starting to feel cramped in here".

"Y- yeah… I guess".

"So, what kind of donut does Max want?".

I shrug, "You choose".

After some rustling around behind me, Chloe walks over and sets a still warm donut and a cup of coffee out in front of me.

I smile and kiss her cheek, "Thank you".

"Anything for, you".

"You're in a… good… *yawn* mood this morning," I mutter, taking hold of my coffee cup.

"Uh, yeah, so you've noticed. Hey, Max, you okay? You look fucking wiped".

I blink and try to focus on Chloe's face, my mind and vision slightly blurry from lack of sleep.

"Yeah, I didn't *yawn* I didn't get all that much sleep last night, but I'm fine".

Chloe gives me a cross look and slides into the chair in front of me, "You're a shit liar, Caulfield. You look like hell. I know you, and I know there's a reason behind all this,".

"It's… nothing, Chloe. Honest".

"Okay... then prove it. Without checking your phone, tell me what day of the week and month it is".

Shit, how the fuck am I supposed to know that when I can't even remember what I said last night?

"Um... Tuesday the 3rd?" I say.

Chloe sighs and shakes her head, "Tuesday's not a month, Max. God… when did you fall asleep last night?".

I shrug, "When did you get home?".

"3 in the morning".

"And when did you get up?".

"Uh... like, 8-ish? Why?"

"There's your answer".

Chloe raises a confused eyebrow, "Wait... are you trying to say you've been up for the past 24 hours?!".

I shrug and nod, "Maybe..."

"Max, are you fucking shitting me?! That's so not healthy!".

"It's not my fault I can't sleep without you!" I blurt, "It's not my fault I constantly worry about you, that I panic every time you leave, wondering i- if you're ever going to come back! It's not my fault that I'm constantly tormented by nightmares that I still can't tell you about!".

Chloe goes quiet, eyes wide, jaw dropped.

It's been months since my anxiety has gotten this bad, and the paranoia and nightmares don't help.

I keep staring her down, knowing the question is coming even though she's not saying anything.

My head fills with fuzz and my heart is pounding in my chest so hard that I can hear it in my ears.

"Max…" Chloe begins, slowly moving in, causing me to move back, "When did you last take your meds?".

I furrow my eyebrows and pull away completely, "What the fuck does it matter? They're not helping, I'm not getting any better!".

"You've been on them for three weeks! These things take time to work, you of all people should know that Max," Chloe says, keeping her voice calm and low.

I groan and roll my eyes, forcing myself out of my chair quickly.

Too quickly apparently because the room begins swirling and spinning around me and the next thing I know I'm on the floor.

Chloe flies out of her seat and rushes up to my side, pulling me up to face her, "Shit, hey hey! You okay?".

I grumble and try to squirm away from her, still pissed about what she asked me.

"I'm fine. Now let go of me" I say.

"No fucking way, Max. You not fucking fine. You just collapsed on the floor".

"I tripped,".

"Bull,".

I roll my eyes. "I'm fine, okay?" I say again, "Now let go of me".

"Not a chance in hell, princess," Chloe says with a devilish grin.

I groan at that nickname, "If you don't let me go, I'll scream".

"Would you?".

"You wanna make a bet?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows intimidatingly.

Chloe smiles, "Try me".

I open my mouth.

Chloe just smiles.

I let a small sound out of my mouth.

Chloe keeps smiling.

I shut my mouth and give her an odd look, "You're planning something. Aren't you?".

She shrugs, "I might or I might not be. Up to you to find out...".

I blush, "How can we be arguing and then flirting in less than 30 seconds?".

"Cause we're good together, Caulfield," Chloe murmured, leaning in closer, "Now. I'm going to get you to bed one way or another".

I blush again, "I can't tell if you're being serious or dirty".

"Which would you like?" she asks, now basically laying on top of me.

I try not to smile but it's nearly impossible, "You know which it is, Chloe. Don't be a tease".

"Hmm. Well, now that I think about it, you might be a little too tired for sex. Wouldn't want it to seem like I'm taking advantage of you," Chloe says in a mock tone.

I roll my eyes, "I'm just tired, not inebriated, Chloe".

"Good".

I smile slyly and kiss Chloe as her hands go under me, lifting my body up and off the floor. I wrap my legs around her waist as she stands up and leads me over to the bedroom.

OCC: You guys, let me know if you want me to continue this *smiles slyly*