"Max, I-" I cut myself off looking at his face.
He's staring at me intently. "Cassia, do you like me?"
I couldn't respond.
"Garrett asked you to say that you felt nothing for me and you couldn't." He almost sounded angry. "Cassia, do you like me?"
I still didn't say anything.
"Aren't you going to respond?" He pleaded, grabbing my hands and begging. "Please." His eyes drifted from my gaze to my lips with us being so close. "Fuck it." He whispered and brushed his lips against mine. I was dazed, barely responding. He must have thought that I wasn't interested because he slowly started to pull away.
"No." I whispered, pulling his head back to mine and finally responding to his kiss. I brought my head back. "Max, do you like me?"
"You are oblivious, Cassia." He laughed. "Answer my question first." He demanded. "Do you like me?"
I blush under his gaze, turning to look at my feet. He brought a finger under my chin, forcing me to look in his eyes. "Look at me, will you? Do you like me?"
I nod. Whispering quietly, "yeah, I think I do."
He grins at me. "That's good. Because, I do too. I like you too."
I smile but the edges of my lips turn down slowly. "What about Garrett?" I say slowly.
He pulls me a little bit closer. "What about him? If he doesn't want to be friends with us then that's his choice. At least we'll have each other."
"Don't you feel guilty?" I ask, blinking at him. "-Because I kinda do. You heard what Garrett said, it's my fault!" I whisper.
"Fuck Garrett then." He says, brushing some hair behind my ear. "For years, Garrett has pulled you into all his drama. You do his homework, you always pair up with him, he has leached off of you." He moves his hand to my waist. "Please don't tell me that after I've been wanting to date you for so long, Garrett comes and ruins it. Don't let him ruin it."
I'm so touched by his sentiment but I can't help but feel guilty. "We ruined his life. He can do as he damn pleases."
He swallows hard. "Don't leave me if we've just begun."
"I couldn't, I'm far too selfish for that." I laugh. "But let's talk to Garrett in a few days. I won't be able to date you if he's not okay with it."
"You're going to date me?"
My eyes widen. "O-O-Only if you want me to. And also if Garrett approves -you know?"
"You're going to date me." He says again, this time, not a question.
"You want me t-" He cuts me off, brushing his lips against mine lazily. Dear God, this boy.
