Roommates, with nightmares

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I was surprised that Max ding pull away from me. I was also surprised, that she was kissing me back. She actually was kissing me. Her lips were as soft and amazing as I imagined. I couldn't ask for anything better than kissing her. it felt great. Wonderful even. Not what I was expecting to come from a girl like her.

I wait about twenty seconds before I take it to the next level. I move my hands around her. Grasping her waist and pulling her body close to mine. She flinched at first, then slowly put her arms around my neck. I wasn't sure this was how she would act. I was almost certain that she would push me away and punch me.

Guess I was proved wrong.

Now, I'm not afraid of her pushing me away. As seeing that she won't with a slow kiss, I want this kiss my way. I start kissing her faster and faster and let her catch up before I speed up again. I smile against her lips, noticing she still won't pull away. I chuckled to myself in my mind. One of her hands that was wrapped around my neck, grasped my hair.

She squeezed tightly and her body arched towards me. She tried pulling me towards her more, but our position wasn't helping. I smiled and bit her lip, earning a loud groan. I then moved my hands to pick her up and sit her on my lap. She once again, didn't resist and wrapped her arms around my waist, letting any space that was in between us, disappear.

I then wrapped my arms around her middle. Like a bear hug and just held her tightly as I kissed her. My head now looked up as hers looked down, our lips still locked together. I noticed out rapid heartbeats and breathing. Which right now, I wasn't getting enough of. We both pull away for air and she takes in a huge breath. I smile and make sure my grip is stiff.

Her hands are wrapped around my neck and her hands touch her opposite elbow. I can tell by the way she's playing with my ears and hair. I smile at her and her mouth is just wide open is shock. it takes us both a while for us to catch our breath. But when we do, I'm the first one to talk.

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Max's POV

I wasn't exactly expecting him to kiss me. In fact, I was thinking he told me that we couldn't sleep together. (Don't ask why I thought that. I was just nervous.) But when his lips crashed into mine, it was the most warming and shocking feeling I've ever felt. His lips were slow at first. Slow and soft. But when he picked up the pace, I couldn't find a loophole to find my breath.

It's not like I was trying that hard. I actually wasn't trying at all. After all he had done, how did I NOT know he liked me? Jules was right and, like usual, I didn't listen. Typical Maxine for ya. I was so surprised at myself. Because after everything that happened, everything he did to me in highschool, and here I am....... kissing my high school bully.

Where has this wold come to?

But while I was kissing Tyler, I noticed something that has probably been here a while. Something I kinda wish I had realised earlier. This is what scares me the most. That thing is......

I like Tyler back.

No matter how much I want to admit that I don't, I can't. I do like Tyler. Not just attracted to him. But I actually LIKE him. And I'm not sure how to deal with it.

Here I sat, on Tyler's lap, my legs wrapped tightly around his perfect waist. my arms wrapped around his neck while playing with his hair next to his ears. Breathing unevenly heavy. While Tyler smiles at me, I'm replaying what just happened in my head.

"You-you kissed me." He whispered. I bit my lip, pressing my burning hot forehead to his cold one. "You kissed me actually." He scoffed, smiling. "We both kissed each other, princess........ a lot, may I add." I smiled and still bit my lip, forcing nothing else to be pressed against him. The only thing NOT touching was our lips. Everything else....... Had to have been superglued together.

Then reality hits me.

I drop my smile and pulled a little bit away from him, enough I where he was still holding me, but I stared down in between us. Then closed my eyes. It's not a surprise that he rests his hand on my cheek and makes me look back up at his blue/green eyes that I love so much. I wish I had eyes like that.

"What's wrong?" He whispers. I shake my head. "I shouldn't have kissed you." I mumbled. His eyebrows fumed together, questioning what I had just said. "Why not?"

"Because..... I'm not suppose to fall for you, Tyler." I said, bringing it up into normal talk instead of whispering back and forth. His face turned to a frustrating face. "We aren't playing a game, max." He said. there was a slight hint I anger rising in his voice as he spoke. "I know. But-"

"Then why are you saying you weren't suppose to kiss me? No one told you, you couldn't, did they?" I sighed and shook my head. "No......"

"Then why are you saying that?"

"Because..... You bullied me in high school. It feels weird seeing you grown up and different from you were ten and now I'm kissing you. No, let me regrade that, Make out."

"I though we were going to forget that!" He suddenly screamed. I flinched before griping my fists, that were still behind his head. "It's kinda hard Considering you almost killed me!"

Everything fell silent.

I stared into his eyes as they turned into a guilt look. Shadowing me over his face. We didn't talk. We didn't move. Even when my legs were tarting I fall asleep from Sitting in his lap so long, I still didn't move. I wasn't really sure what to say or do, so I just did exactly what he did. nothing.

He finally did Something after a while and I wasn't expecting a hug. His arms were tight around me. My arms just tightened around his neck. I dug my face into his neck and took in a deep breath, inhaling his amazing sent. I sighed as one hand caressed my back, while the other cupped around the back of my head.

"I'm so sorry, max. I know I've said it before, but I really really do mean it. I'm glad you didn't die. In fact, I was the one who saved you. I'm so glad I did. But I hate myself for doing all of that to you. I wish I could undo all of it. To just go back to high school and be your friend, not your enemy."

The dream. The memory. Of the steam room. he was the one To kneel down and give me CPR. Tyler Colton saved my life.

"Y-you saved me?" I questioned. He pulled away just a little to see my face. And he looked right into my eyes. "Yes. I did."

I froze for a minute. Not sure how to react. But then I just did what we came to mind. So I hugged him as fast as I could, then pulled back, and kissed him.