Max Dose What? (maxley)

#1 Bradley pov

It's been a month since the x games, and my humiliating loss to that stupid max goof and his ridiculous friends. Tank was still quite pissed at me, couldn't blame him I did almost kill him not that I ment to I just wanted to win.

But I couldn't change what happened so it's best to just roll with it, it's in the past now and I talked it through with him, luckily he forgave me with a warning to not do anything like it again.

I walked out of the gamma house, skate board in hand as I'm hit with a bright flash of the sun and the yells of voices as none other than max goof skates past, with that stupid grin on his face. I was embarrassed to admit it, but I had fallen head over heals with him.

The way he spoke differently to me than others, just made him so unique to me which was strange I was an upercrust he should be bowing to my every move. But he wasn't and that made me like him even more.

I stare at him as he skates past doing a couple simple tricks, and yet I was in awe at his every move. Didn't know why I could have done those tricks just as good, but for some reason everything he did was breath taking. I heard as tank stepped out next to me.

Saying "Show off" as max skated pass, he looked down at me "you really are down bad huh" he states pointing out my blush

"Shush don't talk about it in public" I said while trying to change the subject

Of course I told tank about my crush of max goof, after all tank was still my best friend and I felt as if I owned him after my stunt at the x games.

"Fine fine, just try not to get to distracted you still have to apologise to him" he reminds me as he walks down the steps

He was right of course, I had to catch max alone to apologise and hopefully start a new with him. After all he was exactly my type, tall yet shorter than me, loved skateboarding with a passion, competitive and most of all unique. Its his style that made him so interesting.

The way he would always wear the same baggy shirt with a pair of joggers or baggy jeans, made me wonder what his figure actually looked like. The way his hair was slightly long and messy making me want to run my fingers through it. His pricings all over his ears, lips, and nose made him look very attractive, and I wondered where else he was hiding pricings.

"You coming or what?" I heard tank call out as I scurried down the steps and hoping onto my skate board

"Jeez relax, we're not in any rush" I said pushing myself onto my skateboard and down the road

We skated down the road doing a couple tricks along the way, as we turned the corner there he was. Slightly ahead was the same guy I had fallen so hard for, max in all his glory I couldn't take my eyes off him he was majestic. I had to apologise to him soon nit being able to talk to him was eating me inside.

But before that I had to swallow my pride, and get over my majority complex I know I have problems. I can be selfish, rude, some would also say I'm a spoild prick who can't handle being told no. Which wasn't fully incorrect, being told no did piss me off. But when max did for some reason it just fueled a fire in me that needed to get closer to him.

I watched as max hoped off his skateboard and walked into a building with his friends, p.j and Bobby, I had mo idea why he was friends with them but that wasn't really my place to get involved in. I hoped off my board and signaled to tank to follow me as we walked in. My eyes wondered around the room finally laying onto max as he was at the bar table ordering something. I slowly made my way over pointing to a table for tank to sit at as I did.

"Well well well, look who it is" I said walking up behind him with more of an attitude in my voice then I intended

He rolled his eyes as he started talking, "what do you want, Bradley" he said obviously annoyed that I was there which hurt more then I'd like it to