‘Never mind’ Sylvie says, holding her hands up like she doesn’t want to know. ‘Forget I asked that was stupid.’ He opens his mouth but there’s nothing he can say. She’s backing away on the bed, minutely, trying to find the words to tell him to go, and he realises what he has done. He has told her. She knows. There is a leak in the seal of his secret. Sylvie knows and she is backing away standing up struggling to say anything at all. She’s going to talk to people. She’s going to talk to people at school about him and everyone will know. Everyone will know. Everyday he is there, everyone will know and look at him differently and talk about him. Sylvie gets off the bed and wanders away a little in the room, her neck bowed, thinking earnestly. 

She lets go of Max’s hands and he literally feels his heart breaking.

“So, you…” She shakes her head and looks briefly, for a millisecond, at his crotch. Many questions appear but she can only ask four simple words: “What do you have?”

Max can feel his cheeks turn red. “Um…”

“Never mind” Sylvie says but she really wants to know, holding her hands up like she doesn’t want to know. “Forget I asked. That was… stupid.”

Max opens his mouth but there is nothing he can say. As a result of this, Sylvie is backing away on the bed, minutely, trying to collect her thoughts but Max thinks that she wants to find the words to tell him to go, and he realises what he has done. He has told her and now she knows. There is a leak in the seal of his secret, he thinks to himself. Sylvie knows and she is backing away, standing up, struggling to say anything at all and she is going to talk to people, he thinks.

She lets go of Max’s hand.
"So you..." She shakes her head and looks briefly at Max's crotch. "What do you have?"
Max blushes, and Sylvie says "Never mind" while holdning her hands up like she doesn't want to know. "Forget I asked. That was... Stupid."
Silence fills the room. Sylvie gets off the bed and wanders around in the room.
"Wait, listen." Now Max gets off the bed and begs Sylvie not to tell anyone about his secret.

“Are you serious?’ She lets go of his hand and he literally feels his heart breaking. 

‘So you …’ She shakes her head and look briefly, for a millisecond, at his crotch. ‘What do you have?’ He can feel his cheeks turn red. ‘Um …’ ‘Never mind,’ Sylvies says, holding her hands up like she doesn’t want to know. ‘Forget I asked. That was stupid.’ He opens his mouth but there’s nothing he can say. She’s backing away on the bed, minutely, trying to find the words to tell me to go, and he realizes what he has done. He has told her. She knows. There is a leak in the seal of his secret. Sylvie knows and she’s backing away, standing up, struggling to say anything at all. He thinks that she’s going to talk to people. That she’s going to talk to people at school about him and that everyone will know. He worried, that everyday he’s there, everyone will know and look at him differently and talk about him. Sylvie gets off the bed and wanders away a little in the room, her neck bowed, thinking earnestly.