Cried for you

Addicted

M a x i m

Addicted, slowly by slowly I got addicted to her. Her sparkly eyes bright up when she smiles or laughs. And god that laugh of hers.

It's something that can cure cancer. It cures my bad days. Well it did.

Now I'm an asshole and I lost her. We don't talk anymore. We have some classes together but we barely talk. It kills me.
Oh the things I want to tell her about.

But I can't. Because if I tell her about how my day went she would think I'm trying to hurt her. Not in a bad way. Just because I would sometimes make fun of her.

Don't get me wrong it was awful to see her smile drop and her eyes shut off. But I thought it wouldn't make my crush on her so obvious. But that was me a year ago.

Even thought I don't speak to her doesn't mean I'm not dying to talk to her.

There's so much I want to tell her. How my test came back or how my day went. Just like we used to. Thinking about this makes it harder to not speak.

Some days I just want to shut everyone out and just talk with Adeera. The day I saw her in the classroom, standing alone. I wanted to chat with her so bad.

How her lips looked so fucking kissable.
I flashed her a smile and she smiled back. She pulled a strand of hair behind her ear and I smirked. It was hot.

Seeing her smile back at me made my day. Her hands hold her books as she stood there. Fuck whatever she did was hot.

She was hot.

I wanted to be friends with her so bad. So I walked up to her and said "hi there." She smiled at me and her eyes looked at mine "hiya" she said to me.

She spoke to me.

After we hanged out with each other the rest of the school day I slipped my number into her contacts. And I put my name as "hot cute boy" when she saw that she started laughing.

My heart skipped a beat when she laughed. I made her laugh. Me.

I gave her my phone so she can put her number in and I smirked when I saw what she put her down as.

Hot cute girl.

After that day we would call each other that, it became our thing.

That was the day we became each other's everything.

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I make my way into the arena by running into anything and pushing people out of the way. "Sorry" I say.

Your probably like, "why is he running?" Well I have a hockey match in five seconds. Literally and I'm like five minutes away from the rink.

Finally when I enter the ice rink I see coach waiting for me. "Your late, this can't happen every time" I nod my head.

Even though I know this is going to happen again.

I walk into the locker and start taking off my clothes. "Sup, bro" I hear my friend, Cole say. I turn around and fist bump him. "Sup dude."
"What's up with the sad face?" He says and I laugh "I came late" he nod his head and he laughs "I know, everyone knows, by this time it's scheduled"

"What do you mean?" I ask. Sometimes I have no idea what the bro is talking about. One time he was going on a date and he called it "going shopping with a girl"

"What I'm saying is, by this time it's normal for you to be late" he takes off his helmet and I stand up "wait it's over?" I groan when Cole nods. "Fuck" I mutter.

"Hey, why don't we go visit that pretty lady of yours?" He wiggled his eyebrows and I laugh. "First of all, she's not mine and I don't even like her" I am not even lying.

"Mhmm well she used my hoodie so I gotta take it back, and your coming with me" he smiles "wether you agree or not"

Sometimes he can be a real prick. Or a shot in the ass. But then he can be a cute baby. It gets annoying.

I put back my shirt on but before I pull my shirt down I stair still my chest. Then I smirk.

I have to go to the gym tonight. These abs need more training. My time to shine. The gym for me is therapy. Therapy for me is like prison, but traumatic.

Cole and I walk out of the arena

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We've arrived at her house. We are about to knock on her door. Before I say to Cole "wait, last time we spoke we were on bad terms" I tell him and he looks at his shoes than back at me.

He puts his hand on my shoulders and sighs "my son, your growing up. You will go through heartbreaks and bad times, never let a girl make you feel bad or-" before he continues I shut him up "Yeah yeah, let's get this over with"

"That's my son" Cole jokes and I can't help but laugh. Then I watch his Hands knock on her door and we wait a few minutes.

I straighten my back when I hear someone come to the door. I lick my lips and put my head straight.

I wasn't lying last time we talked, it didn't end well. I think she still hates me. She's not the type of girl who forgives fast, unless you give her something she wants. And she gets very horny.

I watch as the door open and her face lights up. "Maxim!" She squeals. I roll my eyes when I hear her squeaky voice and her annoying laugh.

"Hi, Rosie" I fake smile and before I move she throws herself on me. As she's about to fall I catch her.

"Woah" she says and smiles. Then she throws her arms around my neck. Kisses my cheek and pulls back.

Rosie Springs. The schools bitch. The annoying girl. The girl Adeera hates. And the rest of the school.

"Menchie I missed you" she kisses my lips and I pull her back. "Mhm," I say as I give Cole the death stare.

I hold back my laugh when I see Cole smiling like crazy. And then she burst laughing. Rosie turns her head to Cole and he stops laughing.

"Why don't you guys come in?" Rosie opens the door wider.

"Yeah, menchie, why don't we go in?" Cole smirks and I roll my eyes as I step inside her mansion.

Lord, send help. Helicopters, swat team, anything to control this spoiled bitch.

Hey lovelies,

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Serena out-