The Boy

Serious

Chapter 27:
-Max's POV-

I woke up like I would every morning feeling nervous more and more each day.

"Why can't I do this? Shouldn't it be so easy?"

I walked up to my mirror on my room and looked under my eyes.

I've been awake for hours on end every night during homework.

"Why can't I talk to her?" I rubbed my eyes.

I walked into the bathroom before Cassie did.

I took my old t-shirt off and started washing my face.

I felt so relieved that I got warm water on my face to get me awake.

After I washed my face I looked in the mirror.

"Ah." I said again as I dried my face.

I brushed my teeth and hair and walked back to my room.

I went into my closet to find a shirt and and a pair of pants.

"Mhmm let's see." I looked for a minute for my favorite band shirt and black pants.

I walked back to my mirror and rubbed my hands through my shaggy black hair.

I looked up, "why would she fall for a guy like me?"

I opened my door to walk downstairs but as I opened it Cassie was standing there ready to knock.

"Yes?" I said.

"I was coming to see if you got up. Iz know you stayed up late doing homework." she said.

"Yeah well I got up, thanks for coming check though, if I haven't had my alarm on high I probably would still be asleep."

I started to walkout of my room but Cassie stopped me.

"What?" I said.

"2 things. One, you forgot your stuff and I know you won't come back up and two, why do you beat yourself up with liking this girl?"

"Your right."

"I am?" She said shockingly.

"Yeah. I did almost forget my stuff." I turned around and got my things.

"Max." Cassie said looking at the floor. "why do you beat yourself up for this girl?"

I didn't really know the answer to that question, but I have had to answer or she won't stop asking.

"Because." I paused thinking hard about it. "because what if I'm not good enough for her? What if it's like my last relationship, where she's only dating me because she feels bad."

"Max, don't always assume that it's going to happen all the time."

"But Cass." she stopped me.

"No. Max you can't live like that anymore, coming from someone like me, a dorky girl, who has a guy who likes me for who I am not because he's sorry for me."

I couldn't talk about this anymore so I got my bag and papers and walked away.

I caught her face in the corner in my eye, she was disappointed.

"I'm sorry." I said and walked downstairs

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I'm soooooo sorry I haven't updated in a while, I went to New York for 3-4 days and I've been busy since then so here's a I guess somewhat short cheater of Max's POV and sorry for the stupid title I couldn't think of one.. sorry again.

-Kristen