Maxley [Max x Bradley]

Chapter 8

-Max's pov-

Days passed. Bradley had been... distant lately. We would just be next to each others in class but that's it. I feel like i ruined everything between us.

Beside that, it was friday, today! Me and my friends were getting ready for tonight's party. For once, i wanted to try something more stylish: a mid-opened white shirt with nice jeans. I tried on my new sick boots and some cool bracelets and rings. All i had to do was to cover myself with perfume and i was ready to go.

PJ decided to play it more fancy, as if he was going to a romantic date with his girlfriend... and Bobby? Well, he's just being casual, like always.

We were all set and now: it was time!

We went inside, already having all the attention on us. As flattered as i am by all these girls being around me, i couldn't help but to look around for Bradley. I needed to talk to him so bad... at least, see him if he made it to the party.

-Bradley's pov-

I didn't dared talking to Max for days... of all the things he said, i needed time to work on myself a bit... but mostly because... i fell in love with him... and i don't want him to find out. But since i was supposed to join him in the party, maybe this would be the opportunity to know if we reciprocate.

Part of me doesn't want to go there, with the fear of not being welcomed in... but i also didn't care. I needed to make progress and make myself worthy to people. That would probably be a way to excuse myself in front of everyone? Yeah, no. I really didn't cared about them anyway.

I put on a shirt, a leather jacket, trousers and a pair of chelsea boots. I walk out of my dorms with a cigaret lighted on as i was losing myself in my thoughts. Was it a good idea?

As i walk in, no one seemed to notice my presence, thankfully. The first thing i do is serving myself a drink: a cup of beer for now. I drink and look around to search for Max.

-Max's pov-

I didn't saw Bradley a single time. My thoughts were interrupted by a random girl who wanted to kniw each others better...

«It's nice to finally meet you, Max! My name's Kelly.

- Hey! Nice to meet you too, i say, shaking her hand.»

After an whole hour of getting to know her a little better, she asks me for a dance. If Bradley was here, i'm not even sure i would accept... wait. What has Bradley got to do with all of this? He's not my boyfriend or something. If he could, he wouldn't hesitate dancing with a pretty girl. And anyway... i'll be just dancing with Kelly, nothing more.

-Bradley's pov-

I walked all around the place to search for Max, ignoring all of these stupid people who are trying to get my attentions. And that's where i find him: on the dancefloor... with a blond girl. They seem to have fun together... i can hear them complementing their moves.

All i could do for a whole minute was to stare at him. The way he was dressed was... interesting. His hands full of accessories made me craving for his hands on my body so bad... but instead, they are on this random blondie! And after that, i caught his eyes from across the place. He looked at me, as if he was caught doing something i shouldn't have witnessed. Was he... playing with my feelings all along? Is he doing the same to her?

-Max's pov-

It's been a while i didn't danced with anyone like this... it's kinda fun but i wished it was Bradley. I wanted our dance from the last night to never end but i don't know if Bradley would have wanted that.

After i sympathize with that new girl, i caught Bradley in the crowd, looking at me. Was he here all along? He had a nice attire. That made him hot for sure. But what's with his face?.. He looked... disappointed?

As we stare at each others for 30 seconds, he finally left, rushing to the exit door. I feel like he didn't appreciate seeing me dancing with somebody else. I stopped dancing immediately.

«It was really nice dancing with you, Kelly. But i have to go, sorry!»

I walk fast to catch Bradley. As i was calling him repeatedly, he wouldn't even stop. He was about to reach the exit door handle that i ran after him, trying to make him stop from getting away.

«Brad, please!»

He stopped, his hand already grabbing it.

«It's Bradley.

- Oh, shut up now, don't sass me.

- Since when you are able to give me orders, Maximilian, he asked, turning around?

- I- sigh... what's wrong, Bradley, i ask?

- Nothing.

- Right. Nothing. As if i am going to believe that.

- I just don't wanna be here anymore.

- Because you saw me dancing with a girl?

- Well... yes, he confirms. You've found yourself a girlfriend, congratulation!»

His words surprised me, widden my eyes. First of all, he wouldn't admit so quickly about it... and secondly... he is really jealous... is he drunk?

« Bradley, listen. She's not my girlfriend. We've just met and she wanted to dance. End of the story.

- But she's cute, right?

- Damn- Brad! Can we stop talking about her? Why are so jealous?

- Jealous? I'm not jealous.

- Maybe but you're drunk as hell.

- Doesn't change anything.

- Whatever, let's talk about all of this when you'll sober u-

- NO! There's no way we're stopping here.»

He grabbed my collar, making me closer to him, as i am holding my self against the door he was tackled against. I felt... nervous about it. Tension was starting to grow but disappeared immediately since i regained myself: he is not sober. I have to be responsible.

« Bradley, what are you doing?

- You knew dancing with that girl would make me jealous, don't you?

- No. First of all, i didn't know you were here and second, i didn't know you'd have feelings for me, and thirdly: it was just a dance!

- So that last time was just a dance too?

- ... Brad... are you confessing to me right now?

- ...

- ... Brad?»

He was losing himself in my eyes, starting to feel nervous. That made me want to kiss him so bad but... he's drunk. There's no way i'm doing something he would probably regret... or that he would never want at all in his normal state.

« Max. I... want you.

- Bradley, you're drunk. You're not being yourself. So what were gonna do is carrying you home and-

- I didn't made my whole way here for you to tell me to go back inside!

- I know... we could sit somewhere and relax a bit if you want but there's no way we're doing something right now...»

He finally let my collar be. He looked down, losing himself in his thoughts.

« Hey... Bradley. I swear we'll be talking about this... but not now.

- I'm going home.»

Before leaving, he kissed my cheek, wanting me to go further but... i don't want to take advantage of his state so i just smile softly at him.

« I'll walk you home.»

We made our way to his dorm. Of course, he wanted me to sleep with him but i had to join back my friend group. Before getting out, i helped him changing himself, and tucked him in bed. I rubbed his hair before telling him goodnight and made my way out.

On my way back to the club, i thought about what just happened... So he was being distant all along because... he loved me? He was maybe scared that i would reject him.. His kiss on my cheek... We'll need to talk tomorrow. No way i'm letting that slide.