Hate Me Harder [BxB] ✔️ [NOT EDITED]

(27) Hate the tingles he left behind

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"So, Max, care to tell us the reason for this wonderful idea?" One of the music girls, leaned forward over the table. But since she couldn't move much, her attempt to show things that were supposed to be kept inside clothes didn't get shown.

I tried to hide my cackle.

Max though, being the perfect guy he tends to be, didn't notice. 

"I told you, I just wanted to share something with a few people before we spilt ways. Can you imagine that some of us used to study together since kindergarten?"

Everyone around him agreed and reminisced the feeling. Of course, the words of oh mighty Max Winters waved people's mind.

I was the only one who could keep himself in check.

Don't be so sure about it, my mind said. I ignored it. I also ignored the fact that the idiotic voice of mine from the inside only made its presence when I was lying to myself.

I wasn't lying to myself.

The feeling of Max up against me, his breath on my skin and the itchy feeling to have his hand on my thigh were not there.

"You're so romantic, I sometimes wonder if you've had all the practice..." that was commented by a girl who usually kept her cool. She sounded as if she knew Max well and seemed to have got on the good side of my team members.

The rest of the girls and dudes, giggled and teased about it. Max ignored the attention in a not so subtle way and I rolled my eyes making sure that he saw it.

"Oh, I'm sure he's had a lot of experience..." said a girl, someone friends of Sarah. 

Somehow, that girl had someone at every place to keep the gossips in check. But, they also were never as active as her and the poor attempt to get Max talking didn't work and everyone ignored her.

I didn't know what to feel about that. I was glad, obviously, and when I noticed that the rest of the guys didn't even pay attention to her comment made me feel proud and satisfied. 

We were showing that we're not the boys that they can mess up. We're grown ups.

After the mini get-together, everyone spread out to have their last bit of fun at the springs and I was red all over on the inside by the time Max got away from me.

I didn't want to admit it, but it was getting harder and harder.

Whatever it was, I was planning to take it to grave with me, if I don't succeed on getting rid of it before that, that is.

The coach and the music teacher soon called everyone in, indicating the bus that'd come to take us back to our boring lives. My eyes were getting tired too, since it was getting dark. 

I tried not to think too much on the fact that Drake hadn't come back to me to get back and stayed behind with a girl, an arm over her shoulder.

I also wasn't going to ruin that for him, so I let it go. But I regretted it when Max Winters stumbled into the seat next to me.

I froze, though my heart was doing to opposite. And the best part, he had no idea about it.

Drake seemed to have noticed that his post was taken, a little surprised when he saw who'd taken it. I pleaded for him to realise that I didn't want to be in the situation, but he turned a blind eye, that fucker.