An act? ~ Max Battimo/Saved by the Bell

Actors only - Pt3

Me and max start walking out fast. We finally slow down and walk to a library. It's not like your typical library, this one it really chill. You can talk in there, like it has rooms you can go in and talk and no one will say anything, one, because if you close the door you can't hear anything. You can even listen to music in there. The library has a desk where you can recommend songs. If you pay a dollar or 50 cents, you can play the songs you want. But at the desk there's like genres of songs and you write the sonf down so people can listen to. You could look for any song recommendations. It's like a hangout spot. But of course I go to read. Duh.

"What's that rush?" Max asked me.

"Well, Chauncey knew something. I do not want to have that conversation with."

"And that is?"

"Oh, well, you know... nothing." I smiled cheekily at him.

"Was it about somebody? Someone?" I smiled at him again, a little red to the cheeks.
"So it is? Who is it? Dustin? Lark? Heather? Mark? Me?" I grew more red. I was avoiding eye contact.
"So it is about me? What'd you tell him?" I gave him a small giggle. And shook my head no.
"What? You tell him that I liked you or what?" I turned my head away from him. I did not want to have this conversation with Chauncey, let alone max. Then it hit me, he said he liked me. We both walked into a room and shut the door. Books were all over the place. You put books in there that you don't know the placing for. You kinda are like hope they'll find it. Especially for when you don't the genre. At least it had a couch in there.

"You like me?" Yeah I knew he liked me but realization hit me. It's like thing where you know it's true but it doesn't seem true until it's like said out loud, then you go, oh it's true. You know?

"Yeah, I like you, who wouldn't like you?" It made me blush.
"Do you like me? What did you tell Chauncey?"

"I told him that I thought you liked me." I knew he liked me.
"I told him that I think I liked you." I knew I liked him.

"I know that I like you. A lot." I blushed at his words. "But I know you probably like that other guys too. I mean have you seen mike? I'd like him too." He joked with me a little but you could hear insecurities in his voice.

"Yeah, I think they're cute. But let's be honest I thought you were cute too, but if you asked me out I wouldn't have said yes."

"Because you didn't know me?"

"Because I didn't know you."

"I just realize that we kiss a lot for 14 year olds. Like we have to have problems, we definitely have problems. I mean we kiss way more than normal people do. I guess I can't have anymore problems if I kiss you more." I looked at him confused.
"I'm trying to kiss you." He said obviously and sarcastically.

"Ohhhh. Why?"

"Because I like you." He grabbed my face and not too slow but not too fast, then he kissed me.

"Man, we should come to library's more often." I spoke, adding in a joke.

"You nerd." He then again kissed me.

"Don't be mad cause I'm smart."

"Oh man, how'd I ever lay eyes on you?"

"I'm quite the looker." I smirked.
"Or charmer."

"Whatever you say, m'lady." We were now just sitting, cuddling. I was laying on Max's chest. I somewhat blushed from his words, pretty much claiming me 'his.'

"This is kinda weird." I told him. Still, not leaving the spot I just complained about.

"How so?"

"I'm not the touchy type. I don't really like affection." I said truthfully.

"No?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"I've been raised around boys, they aren't the hugging type. At least my siblings aren't. The only reason we give any sort of touch, is with us hitting each other."

"You all must fight a lot."

"Definitely, some of my scars are from them." It got quiet. A very comfortable silence. It was enjoyable.

"Wanna go to my moms?" I've never sat up so quickly in my life.

"What?"

"Do you want to meet my mom?" He asked again.

"I don't think so. I mean I wouldn't mind but, this is an first impression. And what time is it?"

"3:30."

"Darn it, I have 1 hour still."

"You tried getting out of it?"

"Yup, I even had a special call for lark and heather to get me." He rolled his eyes at me.

"I promise my mom will not freak out. Me and her already talked about dating and all that."

"Awe, just for me."

"Oh shush it. And yes. But she loves you and us together on the show."

"But we aren't our characters." A gave him a duh face.

"Well, you're like your character a little bit."

"Come on, Max. I look bad. Plus it's all impression. I have to be the best person right now if I meet her."

"You're fine. She'll love ya." He pulled me off the coach and we headed to his house. I was growing nervous. I hate it already. I have to be on my best manners. Let's pray max was right cause if not, he's gonna get beat by me, I swear.
"We're almost there."

"Maxxxxxx!"

"Whattt?"

"Do I have tooooo?"

"Yes, you have tooo."

"I'm nervous, what is she like?"

"She's nice and caring. And really likes you already."

"Well that's no help."

"She knows your name if that helps."

"Wow, Max thank you for the information, of course she knows my name it's the same as the character!"

"Okay, okay. I get it. You're nervous but there's nothing to be nervous about."

"Max, would you be scared to meet my dad?"

"I mean, of course. It's your dad we're talking about here. I would assume he's very intimidating like his daughter." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Please, wait until you see my brothers they're intimidating too. My dad is the worst of us all. Maybe my grandpa too. He looks very scary."

"Not helping."

"Now you know how I feel."

"Andddd, we're here. Welcome to my humble abode. Or a place I call home."

"Is that what you tell to all the girl you bring home cause it's really dorky."

"You're the first."

"First to tell me? Or first to come?"

"Both."

"Figured."

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