Skateboarding Lovers || Maxley

chapter 15

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I was sitting on my bed anxiously fiddling with my fingers, waiting for my coffee 'date' with Brad that was in 10 minutes.

Honestly I was a little nervous. I have no idea why, it's not like I haven't hung out with him before?

What if I said the wrong things? What if I start being weird- Jesus christ, snap out of it Max, it's only Bradley...
I haven't been this nervous since high school when I was getting ready to go on my first date with Roxanne.

I look over at the clock, I should probably get going.

I get up and grab my skateboard as I leave the dorm.

The closer I get to the bean scene the more nervous I get. I constantly check my phone as I skate over, hoping he'd cancel or something. I want to hang out with him, I really want to, but the anxiety building up is almost too much to bear.

I reach the bean scene and stop in front of the doors, taking deep breaths to compose myself. I open the door and walk in, not giving myself anymore time to overthink things.

When I enter I stop and look around, trying to spot Bradley. I started to think he hadn't bothered to show up, when the doors behind me opened. I turned around to see who it was.

"Hey goof." Bradley stood next to me, looking around. "...no one will care that we're here together, right?"

My nerves started rising again when I saw Bradley, but I managed to push them to the back of my mind. "Nah, the people here are kind of just in their own worlds most of the time. I don't think they're the type of crowd to care anyways, unlike everyone else on campus." I spotted an empty table near the back. "C'mon, let's go over there."

Bradley spoke as we began walking over. "They're probably in their own worlds because they're too high to notice anything else going on around them."

I smirked, scoffing. "What's that supposed to mean?"

We reached the table and sat down across from each other.

"Well, I'm pretty sure this place is just full of hippies."

I chuckled. "Me and my friends are here all the time so does that make us hippies?"

"That ginger friend of yours definitely is one."

"Who? Bobby?...I can't really argue with that."

"Exactly."

I rolled my eyes. "Should I go order us coffee?"

He pulled out his wallet, taking a 10 dollar bill out and handing it to me. "Yeah, black. That should cover both of ours."

"Uh, you don't have to pay for-"

He cut me off, waving his hands. "No no, I insist."

I just shrugged and walked up to the coffee bar.

I got our coffee and sat back down.

Bradley took a sip then asked, "So, is there a reason for this?"

I scratched the back of my neck. "Uh, not really. I just thought we could hang out."

He looked like he wanted more of an answer, but didn't say anything and just took another sip of his coffee.

I wanted to stare at him, to take in all his features. But that would probably be a little weird...
Instead I just focused on my coffee.

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Max was being oddly quiet and a little awkward, usually I could never get him to shut up.

"Is there something wrong?"

He looked up from his coffee. "What- no...I'm 𝘢𝘭𝘭 good." He said before pointing finger guns at me before seemingly getting embarrassed and quickly putting his hand down.

I raised an eyebrow, trying to understand what the fuck was happening right now.

I couldn't help but start laughing. "I knew you were weird but what the fuck was that?"

He began shyly laughing with me until he made this noise, "A-hyuck!"
We both stopped laughing and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

I pointed at him, a smirk creeping onto my face. "Uh, what was that?"

"...Nothing." He mumbled through his hand.

I rested my hands back on my coffee cup on the table. "Alright." I said, still smirking at him.

He groaned, taking his hands from his mouth. "If you're going to make fun of me just do it."

"I'm not...cute laugh though." I said jokingly mimicking what he said about my laugh before.

His eyes widened slightly and I could've sworn I saw his cheeks flush red...I guess it is pretty hot in here.

I'm not sure why he invited me out for coffee, but I'm glad he did.
All I ever did with the gammas was order them around, I was more of a leader than a friend to them, not that I didn't love that at the time, but Max was someone I could actually talk to and hang out with, like an actual friend. Sure I had Tank but he still listened to the orders I gave and was still scared of me back then, maybe not as much as the other gammas were but still. Max was the only person that wasn't in any way scared of me.
Before, I wanted him to fear me, it made me angry that he didn't because everyone else did, so why didn't he? But now I guess I'm kinda glad he never did, that led him to becoming a somewhat friend to me now and also made him different from everyone else in my eyes.

The moment he rejected me, the moment I realized he didn't fear me, he had all my attention. It suddenly became my mission to ruin his life. A skilled freshman with an attitude no one could tear down? If he wouldn't be on my team there was no way he was getting out of my grasp that easily, not if I could help it.
When he beat me, he was all I could think about. Those 3 months locked away in my dorm he never left my mind. I wanted his whole world to fall apart, I wanted to see him bleed out...but that's kind of what he ended up doing to me instead.

Max seemed kinda weird the rest of the time we were there. He then cut the hangout short, saying he forgot that he had to study.
He said we could go skating tomorrow, to make it up to me I guess. I don't know why he would be making it up to me since he's the one that wanted to hangout, but whatever, I guess I like skating with him anyway.

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I went straight back to my dorm, Pj and Bobby were still out when I got there.

I sat down in my bed, putting my head in my hands.

I only ever did that laugh for one reason...but there's no way.
It would explain the way I've been feeling...but no, no no no. Bradley? No way, not in a million years.
There is no chance I would EVER have feelings for Bradley Uppercrust, I mean c'mon. He's bratty, uptight, thinks the world revolves around him, what would there even be to like?
Sure, I've felt attracted to him at times...but that is a completely different thing!

I don't have feelings for Bradley, maybe I'm mistaking it for sexual attraction- wait...do I want to fuck Bradley Uppercrust!?