bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

10. Too much of Channing Tatum, oh God.

"Our love will lead us home, we'll never get lost."

—Wolves by Digitalism

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It's currently midnight and I am with...Max, as expected. He has been so persistent about being with me for all the past hours that I couldn't say no to him.

Could you blame me?

My mom would definitely not care if I'm home or not, she's too busy with messing up my life.

And let's just not talk about the bitch of a step-sister I have. I swear, I could trade her for Channing Tatum if I had the chance.

And for the record, I love Channing Tatum . Just telling you all incase you ever find him walking down the street of LA, you could just...I dunno, box him up and give him to me.

I really won't mind.

Thinking about Max, I left my thoughts of Channing Tatum aside and focused on the current situation. And damn, that was hard.

The woods weren't a safe place to stay at this time of the night, even though Max said it was, I couldn't help but go away from that place. It just...scared me.

I just got the vibe that something bad would happen if I stayed there longer.

You know...

That something which rhymes with grape. Yep, that.
"Look at that star," Max points with his index finger upto the sky and I gaze at the sky's beauty that it has to offer. So beautiful.

"Yeah? What about it?" I look at him, taking in his happiness, how carefree he seems. Just two weeks into "knowing" him and he's just...doing fine. Though he isn't opening up to me...but yeah, baby steps.

"It's the brightest in the night sky," he whispers, putting one arm behind his head, the other one on my thigh.

Jeez, his touch is so good...o wondered if it was better than that of Channing Tatum.

"Yeah." I shudder, feeling a little cold. He gets up and when I do, he forces me to just lay back so I do. "Relax once on a while, will you?" He told me, the stupid grin still plastered to his charming and evilly handsome face.

"Sophia, I'm sorry about the date I was never able to give you today." He awkwardly scratches the back of his neck, universal sign for boys of nervousness.

What? I also watch chick-flicks!

"It's okay Max. Some other time. Besides," I snuggle further into him and he stiffened, "I enjoyed today. Really much." I tell him honestly.

"You did?" He asks, amusment in his voice.

I nod my head in all honesty.

"Well, um...glad you did." He says, moving away from my body bad getting up.

Did I do something...stupid?

"We should go." He dusts off the dirt from his jacket and jeans, without waiting for me, he starts walking ahead.

Oookaayy, talk about awkwardness.

I quickly made my way out of the place and try my best to follow his lead. Damn it Anderson, be a little slow, will ya!

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"So I guess that's your stop," he says as we pull in front of my house. I nod my head, unbuckling my seat belt, "yeah." I say.

I am 100% sure that it's something I did that's why he's being so perceptive about this.

"I'll see you tomorrow, um, I mean after the weekend." He says and doesn't wait a second longer before putting the engine of his car in ignition and going away.

Okay, I really did do something. What could possibly be bugging him other than that?

Was he jealous of Channing Tatum? I suddenly felt the urge to yell at him that he shouldn't be jealous because come on, he has a beautiful wife and a kid.

Besides I stood no chance even if he were single.

Okay, stop right there mind, stop thinking the impossible.
I sigh, walking over to the door and pulling out my keys from my bag, my phone beeps. Oh a text.

Nash : Yo Sophia, 'sup? Can I crash at your house for sometime, I want to tell ya something. It's really important.

A smile invades my face. No matter how stupid and arrogant Nash may seem but he's still one of the sweetest peeps I know of.

Sophia : Sure. Who cares if it's 12 : 30 in the morning, right? LOL. xD

I decided to sit on the doorstep instead of going inside, because frankly, no one would even care if I'm home or not. So here I am, on my doorstep, waiting for Nash to show up and tell me already the thing he wants to.

What could it possibly be? I can't help but wonder, is it about Max? But again, he'd never tell me something bad about his best friend, who he practically sees as his brother.

And then...again the thought of Channing. Leave my kind already! I smack my head.

"Oh what do you have to tell me Nash." I murmur to myself. I check my clock and it's one in the morning now. Sheesh, talk about punctuality.

I see a distant figure walking down the road and I eye this dude. Yes, it's a dude for sure. A cigarette in his mouth and a jacket slung over his broad shoulders.

Classic Nash.

When he's close to me, he sighs and smiles at me. I return his warm gesture and sit on the doorstep. He stares at me blankly before raising an eyebrow at me, "What?"

"I won't go in and steal your most precious belongings if you think that is the case." He says, composed as ever.

Is this guy ever not cool?

"Nahh, not that, it's just that...I don't want Victoria to run into you and kiss you like a maniac in front of me, given that she throws herself at you and Max." I rant, and for some odd reason, he doesn't say anything about it.

"Fair 'nuff." he grunts, taking a seat beside me. "Dayum, my cheeky butt is already cold!" He winced and I giggled.

"So...what did you want to tell me?" I stare into his gleaming blue eyes that could melt any girl's heart, and for the fact, it did melt so many hearts, breaking them...

"Fiesty, eh?" He runs a hand through his hair, making it stick out in all different places, but again, he couldn't care less of what people thought of him.

"There are two things actually. Good one first or bad one?" He pouts. After mentally debating I say, "Good one first,"

He clears his throat and smiles at me, "Well, the good news is that Max is bringing you to the prom on Saturday. Don't tell him I gave you a spoiler, he'd kill me. Told me that it would be a surprise but meh, you know I can not keep such secrets."

At his words, butterflies exploded in my stomach, oh what a jittery feeling. I quickly hugged him, "Oh Nashy, you're such a girl." I laughed, already thrilled about prom which was just around the corner.

But then I remembered about his bad news, "What's the bad news?" I whimper.

At this, he buries his head in his palms, clearly not happy about it, he sighs before saying something I have mixed feelings about.

"I think I'm in love, Sophia."

Yeah, me too, with Channing Tatum, I almost say to him.

Edited : 28th June, 2016.