Maxley [Max x Bradley]

Chapter 11

-Max's pov-

Days passed. We came back from our weekend. We would sometimes hang around the city, sleep together... But since it's all so soon, we've decided to not be officialize our relationship yet. We're dating.

Sometimes, we would still have that "rivality" in public and it's kind of fun, especially when i make him stutter.

I could see that Bradley was having new friends and the Gammas would leave him be, even if Tank seem to still be both mad and dissapointed at him. Well... they used to have a special bond so... that's understandable.

-Bradley's pov-

The weekend with Max was all i needed. Things happened and... i gave up on leaving the college. Max promised me to look after me when i'm alone and make sure i have no troubles. I have also met nice people, some who forgave me from my previous mistake, and others who are new to the place. It felt nice.

While i was talking to my new friends, the Gamma's passed by... they all seemed to forgot about my existence... except for Tank. I should apologize to him since he wasn't just a member of it to me... But for this, i had to wait for him to be alone. There's no way they'll let me talk to him.

We're now in friday and, as the ritual of our college, there was a party. Max invited me with his friends to it. I think... i am ready to go further than just dating him. He has been the best person i could ever met so far... I feel loved with him... and i sure do adore him.

When i joined them in, i would just drink a fresh cocktail with Max while Bobby and PJ were gone dancing, one with his Cappuccino girlfriend, and the other... well... he is just being himself, i guess.

As we were talking with Max, i saw Tank passing by.

« Hey there, Max, he said.

- Sup, big fella, Max replied!

- ... i see you're hanging a lot with your towel boy, lately, he adds, staring at me, changing his expression. I hope you get a good use to it.

- Oh! Hum, that's behind us, already. We're jus-

- Can we talk, Tank, i interrupt?

- Oh man, why sure, he replied, sarcastically! I'd love to hear your stupid excuses after what you've done to the Gammas.

- It's not about the Gammas. It's... about us. So... we should be alone, without anyone else.

- Uh! And why wouldn't Max joins to our conversation?

- No need for that, Max answered, getting off his seat! I'll leave you two alone.»

Max patted my shoulder before joining his friends on the dancefloor. It was finally me and Tank... alone. The memories are coming back, my heart is pounding a bit since we used to be... a thing. But this was all behind us.

«... So, Tank asks, crossing his arms? I'm listening.» He seemed to loosen up when Max leaved. This was supposed to mean there was nothing to worry.

«... Tank. I really want to apologize to you for what i've done, really... I just can't because i kniw you won't forgive me and... it's just too late.

- You're right. How can i forgive a traitor like you? You were my everything, Bradley and you left me to death.

- I didn't realized you could die, Tank! I was really putting all of my person to this competition!

- So it meant to sacrifice your team... your "right-arm"?

- ... i know... i thought that what you would have wanted us to win...