We will meet again | Maxley

Chapter 1

"I love you. . ."

"It'll pass. . "

"It'll pass. . ."

. . .

"Max"

"Max?"

"Max!"

I shook my head and looked around. Where am I? I questioned. Then reality slapped me on the face. I was at the bar.. With Bobby and PJ. And PJ's girlfriend. I groaned softly and sighed, "I'm sorry. . . I don't know what happened - I think I had enough drinks for today," I apologized as the three of them looked at me with worried eyes.

"Dude.. You zoned out there, man. You ok?" Bobby asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about me - I think all the exams that are coming up are making me lose my mind. But otherwise, I'm fine," I reassured them. They don't look very convinced about what I said, but they nodded and went back to drinking. I sighed deeply and took one last sip of my drink until I got up.

"I'll go use the restroom real quick," I excused myself before walking towards the bathroom.

What was I doing? I never zoned out that hard before. And who was that? Who's voice is that? I'm going insane. . .

I turned on the sink to wash my face since I needed to wake up. I'm sure I didn't fall asleep. But it felt like I did. My body is shaking at the moment. And I don't know why. My heart feels like it has been broken into shards. I never felt like this. . . Well, except that time when Roxanne and I broke up since she couldn't do long-distance relationships, since then, I never felt that pain

"Get it together.." I mumbled to myself. The drinks are getting into my head again. I promised myself that I would stop drinking for the time being since I haven't been feeling too well.. I mean, we are just celebrating.

After the X-Games, Bobby, PJ, and I decided to celebrate our victory. Even though I gave the trophy to my father since he helped us finish the race but we still had the title at school. Everyone at school says hi and hello whenever we walk around campus. To be honest, it felt nice to have some attention, but I dislike having too much attention.

Once, Bradley congratulated my team for winning the competition. Bradley and I have never exchanged words since then. But I see him around, though. He was always with women and some male friends, which are from his group, the Gammas. But I saw that Tank and Bradley aren't in speaking terms, but of course, they wouldn't since Bradley almost murdered Tank but it wasn't on purpose, it was an accident but Tank saw it as an opportunity for Bradley to get rid of him.

I sighed as I looked up at the mirror and saw someone behind me. It was Bradley. . . The only person that I didn't want to see at the moment was right behind me. I groaned and turned off the sink.

"Well, well, well, look what I have here! Max himself," Bradley spoke.

I glanced at him, but I didn't respond back. I'm not in the mood to argue right now. Especially with him.

"What? Don't want to speak? King Max doesn't have time to speak with his peasants?"

I frowned and looked at him, "What do you want, Bradley?" I questioned him, and now we are face to face.

Bradley had that goofy smirk again. The same one when we first met.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't think that I'm wasting your precious time, Your Highness," he bowed as if I'm the king. Which I'm not. But people say that I am.. I wonder how that started.

"Just leave me alone," I turned my back at him and walked towards the door, begging for him not to stop me from getting out of here.

"Now hold on for a minute! You can't just walk away from me!!" Bradley grabbed my shoulder, stopping me.

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?" I turned around to face him, and of course, he looked pissed. I should be the one being pissed! Not him.

I waited for an answer. But it looks like he doesn't have one and let me go, grumbling to himself, and I sighed and made my way out of the bathroom, walking back to the table where my friends were at. Leaving Bradley alone in the bathroom.

I didn't bother to look back, I knew that he wouldn't follow me back to my seat. I sat back down, and I noticed that PJ was gone. So was his girlfriend. But Bobby was the only one who was here. It seems like he was dozing off, so I sat there in silence, but soon enough, PJ came back with his girlfriend with new drinks.

"Max, you took quite a while in the bathroom.. Are you sure you are ok? We can take you back to the room if you don't feel too well," PJ said as he sat down.

"I'm perfectly fine," I took a drink from PJ and took a sip, "I'll just stay here for a couple more minutes and then I'll head back to the room," PJ nodded and we went back to drinking, Bobby joining in after.

It's been more than a couple of minutes. We were all laughing and recalling memories that we made last semester and what we did over break, but suddenly, I got pulled away from my friends and got pushed against the wall. I groaned and looked who it was, and it was Bradley. It seems like we are behind the speakers. . .

"Bradley, what the fuck?" I asked, furious. He had his hand on the wall above my head, and I stared directly at Bradley. Seriously, what is wrong with this guy?

"Do you think you are better than me?" He questioned me. I was puzzled. What was he talking about?

"Who do you think you are?"

He was slurring his words.. I think he had too many drinks.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't act stupid! You know perfectly well what I'm talking about!"

He reeked of alcohol. Im sure I do as well since we are at a club, but not as bad as him.

"Oh.. I see. Don't tell me that you are still pissed cause I beat your ass at the games?" I raised a brow with a smirk. I can tell that I hit a nerve.

That made him quiet, but I noticed that he was about to speak, so I quickly acted and gave him a peck on the lips.

I pulled away immediately, and I felt my face heat up.

"What.. Why did you -"

I shrugged and just looked at him. Both of our faces were bright red. We didn't say anything for a while, but soon enough, he stormed off, leaving me alone.

"What did I do. . ." I mumbled to myself, I was furious with myself. Why do I have to act impulsive! Why did I kiss him- I'm sure there were other ways to prevent him from answering, but I just restored to that.

I tried to calm myself down, especially my face, and I went back to the table and sat down like nothing had happened.

"Where did you go, man? You just.. Disappeared," Bobby looked at me, raising a brow.

"I just went to get more drinks," I responded.

"Uh huh.. Then where are your drinks?" He questioned me.

I blushed, "I drank them all at the bar," I chuckled softly.

I'm sure Bobby didn't fall for that lie, but he stopped questioning me. I smiled slightly, and we went back to talking. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. Or Bradley.

Bradley. . .

I wonder what he is thinking right now

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* 1292 WORDS?? I can't believe it. I swear, I think i write more here than on my English essays.. I seriously have a problem. But anyways, hopefully, this one made sense or at least entertaining. I'll try and post regularly! Just be aware that this is my first fanfic, so it might be horrible, but I'll try my best to make it more entertaining and understandable 😋 *