“I still can’t believe you.", I glanced at Aubrey who was currently sorting her things in her locker.
“Believe what?", she frowned at me.
“What? Asking Alex and Ryder if they were gays?“, she asked while still frowning at me.
“No, not that -
“Well, I was just being curious. You never know. Maybe they are -
“Will you just let me talk?", I deadpanned and shook my head at her antics.
“Oh sure”, she raised her right hand high up and gestured for me to continue.
I raised my eyebrows at her behavior. Is she sick? Why is she behaving like that? Was she knock off by some lorry and broke her head back there, at her grandma’s place or something? She was acting crazy. Much more crazy than she has ever been in her entire life.
“What’s wrong?“, she grabbed my shoulders and looked at me from head to toe. “Are you okay?", she scrutinized my face and even felt my forehead.
“What? I mean, what is wrong with you?“, I asked her and shrugged her hands off me.
“Me? What is wrong with me? I’m okay“, she shrugged her right shoulder and smiled brightly to show me that she was indeed okay.
“Well, if you say so.“, I decided to drop the subject and grabbed my things for my next class and together, we ascended the stairs to go to our classes which were on the same floor.
“Well, what were you gonna ask me?“, she continued to walk and I followed close behind her.
“About this morning. Did you really talk to Max?“, I whisper-yelled at her and she grinned at me.
“About what?“, she asked and winked at me.
She knows what I’m asking her about and yet, she was being ignorant. She really likes teasing me. Sometimes, it’s irritating but at times, it’s really funny. Well, that’s the way she is.
“The talk.“, I muttered quietly and pouted.
“Oh! About that, well, it was important.“, she laughed as if remembering something.
“W-What?“, I gasped and looked at her as if she has grown two head in two seconds.
“I gave him the same talk“, she uttered as if it was nothing. When she glanced at me, she stopped walking and faced me.
“What? I don’t care and I don’t give a fuck whether he’s the bad boy of our school, all I know is that if ever he cheats on you or makes you cry, then he should know that he will have his balls ripped off, twisted and shoved down his throat. And yeah, not to forget, the hair on his head should be pulled out and that too, one by one.“, she looks ready to murder someone, the way she was rubbing her hands together, with her eyes fixed forward as if she was imagining that. She's insane.
I gulped hard and shivered at that thought.
“His face was worth looking at, Shel.“, she chuckled and then, started laughing like crazy.
“You’re insane!“, I voiced out my thought and shook my head in disbelief.
“I’m actually surprised that Max did not run off like the other guys.", she smiled a genuine smile this time.
“Well, that’s because Max isn’t like the other guys.“, I said as if stating a fact.
“What I know is that he’s gonna last longer that the other guys because he’s not a made in China stuff”, she snickered at her own stupid joke.
“How mean, that’s rude.“, I slapped her left arm and she hissed in pain.
“But that’s true, Chinese stuffs don’t last long.", she argued again and caressed her left arm.
“Max is right. You’re becoming more violent these days.", she glared at me and stepped two to three steps back, keeping a fair distance between us.
“Really?", I asked her and covered my mouth with my hands mockingly. My voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Drama queen", she rolled her eyes at me.
“What?", I narrowed my eyes at her and she glared back.
“Don’t worry babe. The feeling is mutual.”, she tapped my right shoulder and laughed when I frowned at her.
“Well, if you’ll excuse us. I need to talk to my girlfriend“, Max suddenly appeared out of nowhere and wounded his arms around my waist from behind. He seems to really love this position and I've grown to love it too. It's nonsensical how in just three weeks, we got so much attached that we became so accustomed to each others' lifestyles. We were very much aware of the changes that we were bringing but the way we adapt to it is just enchanting.
“Sure.", she winked at me and giggled as she pushed her classroom door open. Wasn’t she acting crazy? Or is it just me?
"I missed you”, Max nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck from behind and kissed the right side of my neck.
“Oh really? We just met in the canteen for lunch, Max.", I tried hard to suppress the smile which was fighting its way to show up on my lips.
“If you consider that a meeting, then, I think I should get you an appointment from a psychiatrist for a check up, babe. For me, it was like meeting a hungry wild monkey who escaped from the zoo to search for bananas, well, in your case, it was skittles.“, he raised his voice while slowly backing away from me.
I gasped and ran after him when he quickly turned to run in the opposite direction. “Come back here, this instant, Max! You’re gonna get it from me.", I yelled at him and he raised one of his eyebrows at me questioningly.
“You don’t believe me? Wait - ah”, I stumbled on top of Max who somehow crashed into me. Or was it me who crash into him? My breath was cut short with the whizzing of air as we fell. Why did he suddenly stop running? He grabbed my waist and prevented my fall but it’s too late. All my books crumbled down, on the floor.
He fell down and I followed close behind. I yelped when I collided with his hard chest. He groaned in pain and squeezed his eyes shut. Shit! Why did he have to act so macho and turn me around while falling? Now, he’s hurt.
“You’re so stupid! Why did you do that? Are you mad - I was cut off when Max captured my lips with his and started kissing me passionately, like he has been waiting to do this for a long time. His kisses were becoming more domineering, fierce and possessive lately, like he was claiming what’s his. But, I couldn’t care less. I know that he was mine and I was his. This is how it was meant to be. Damn, I'm becoming possessive like him.
We pulled away to catch our breath and he smirked at my disheveled hair. I could feel my face burning with the way he was staring at me. Heck, I’ll never be able to get pass this feeling whenever Max is near me.
“Well, you look so sexy today, babe. I just can’t bare it when someone look at my girl. You’re mine!“, he whispered and pecked my left cheek. His voice was so husky and well... I’m speechless. I need to breathe. I think I’ll suffocate if I remain like that, on top of him, glued to his body like that.
“And I like this position. It seems like you’re in control, babe.“, he grinned boyishly at me and it was then that I noticed that I were straddling him. I made a move to stand back up but he tightened his hold on the sides of my waist, holding me in place.
“Nope, no chance.“, he smirked and winked at me.
Somebody, please, help me.
He quickly swiped us around so that he would be the one on top and I gasped at his sudden action, feeling my heartbeats stutter. He pulled me more closer to him while supporting his body with his right arm cropped up beside my head. His hand remained firm on top of my left side but I shivered as it traveled dangerously closer to the edge of my top, his fingertips already grazing the exposed skin.
Max lets out a low chuckle which vibrated through my whole body when he noticed my shocked face. He started leaning downwards towards my lips to kiss me again when someone cleared their throat.
We looked up and my eyes widened even more in surprise. This is so embarrassing. I could have never dreamed that someday I would be caught lying down on the floor with a guy on top of me in school and that too, with the guy being Max Jackson. I hide my face in Max’s chest and he laughed at me while greeting Mr Linton, our history teacher.
“You have one minute to get to class, kids.“, he laughed along with Max and I looked up while frowning.
“Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.“, Mr Linton walked away and Max rolled his eyes.
“What? How? Why? W-
“Chillax, he’s a friend of mine.“, Max stood up and pulled me up too.
Wow, I never thought that Max is Mr Linton’s buddy. But, now that I think about it, Mr Linton is still young, maybe in his early twenties. He helped me pick up my books which were scattered on the ground. I gathered all my books and hugged them to my chest with my right arm. But, how did they become friends?
“Is he -
“Yup, he’s our racing buddy.“, he gave my left hand a tight squeeze and pecked my lips once again.
“See you later on, babe.“, he started walking down the hallway.
“See you!“, I whispered while pushing my classroom door open but someone turned me around and pecked me again.
“Just can’t get enough of those kisses.“, Max winked and ran off.
I smiled and touched my lips with my left fingertips.
I could still feel his lips on mine..
Warm and soft with the burning tingles..