bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

21. Was I okay? I guess not.

"If I told you this was only gonna hurt, if I warned you that the fire's gonna burn, would you walk in, would you let me do it first? Do it all, in the name of love."

—In the Name of Love by Martin Garrix ft. Bebe Rexha

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[ S O P H I A ]

"Sophia," I turn around, slamming my locker shut after hearing my name being called. It was Sean. I don't know how much time it has been since I last saw him. He stands there before me, saying nothing.

God know if he has been training in the mountains these pat days.

"Sophia, I'm so sorry, I heard what happened with Max and I-" he says. My eyes glisten up again, tears brimming once again in them. He comes close to me and wraps his arms around me.

"Shh...stop crying." He soothes, his fingers brushing through my hair, "It's okay. I'm sorry, I should have been there for you... but since that day, I didn't have the guts to come to you." He explains, still not letting me go. "I'm so sorry, I've been a horrible friend, at least..."

He smiles at me, "At least Ash was with you." He chuckles, letting me go as I stop with all the crying. Then it struck me, I hadn't even told him about what happened between Ashley and I.

"Ashley..." I dab my eyes with my sleeves, "We aren't friends anymore...We got into a fight and...I've not heard from her ever since that time which was 3 weeks ago."

"I haven't heard from her either." Sean says, concerned. "She's still our friend, we can't leave her like that." He states and I nod.

"I'm sorry for Max again. Forget about that douchè. Okay?" He sadly smiles at me which I'm too weak to return so I just nod at him.

It's been two weeks and even Max birthday has gone. I wanted to be there with him, wishing him and celebrating it with him but look what happened, the exact opposite - I wasn't even there with him.

Max didn't throw a huge birthday bash party for his 18th birthday unlike all the times he did in the past. In fact, no one was invited so I guess it was kind of like... family only and maybe Aiden and Chase.

Though I had seen him very rarely at school with his 'squad', it still felt painful to not be with him. Speaking of his squad, Max and Nash didn't hang out together anymore. According to Colton High's gossips, rumours were that they weren't best friends anymore and also that their group had now broken. Chase hung out with Max and Aiden was with Nash.

Looks like I became the only girl who managed to break their best friend/brothers bond - and no matter how much it hurt me, I couldn't take back the events that had already happened.

I hadn't even heard from Nash, looks like things will be the way they were before when I was a nobody and not the hot topic up for gossip in school.

"I'll see you later Soph, I've got Language now." Sean breaks me from my train of thoughts, hugging me once with a smile plastered on his shy face.

"Um...yeah. I guess." I mutter, already wanting to dig a hole and bury myself in it.

"Bye Sophia." He murmurs and jogs of to where I guess was his Language classroom. I don't care, I'm too upset to give a damn.

I, on the other hand, lazily walk up to my next class. Stopping in front of my class, I sigh.

I am not going in there. Why? I'll tell you why, because it's English Lit.

Oh and who takes English Lit? Max fucking Anderson does. And he fucking intimidates me.

That's right. I love him. But I hate him. You get that? Like, I hate myself for loving him. And I hate him for leaving me - leaving me all alone like that that day at the amusement park.

I hate him for rejecting me. I hate him for thinking that I had feelings for his best friend. I hate him for making me fall so hard for him and then... leave me. Just like that.

All for a stupid little kiss.

Tears welled up in my eyes thinking about that incident two weeks ago. If only he had listened to me, if only...

Since then, I have been dodging him ever since, not showing up at the cafeteria when it's lunch time, not attending English Lit. since the past two weeks and fishing out notes from a nerd named Evan, who gladly said that he'll tell me what happened in class too.

Taking in a deep breath, I walk off, away from my class, which is already blessed with Max's presence.

Fuck my attendance record.

His laugh echoed in the entire class, making me halt in my tracks, just how long it had been...

I peeked a little through the door, just one glance at him won't hurt, right?

That, I did. I peeked through the door, allowing my eyes to scan him after two entire weeks. He was seated in the back row, his outfit consisting of black jeans and a white full sleeves shirt, his sleeves rolled till his elbows.

His blackish-gray sneakers plopped on the desk in front of him. He was laughing, his brown eyes creassing as he laughed. He seemed...happy.
Why is he feeling happy whereas I feel like practical shit after this break up? Was this so easy for him? So easy that he isn't even a little bit sad about it?

He's a boy, things like break ups don't effect him. My subconscious puts down her copy of the Works of Charles Dickens and peers through me lifting her half moon glasses.

Talk about perfect timing. Almost when I'm about to go, Max's gaze falls on me, making my breathing ragged. His expression falls once he catches me gawking at him.

From a smile to a frown. What an uplift of his mood. Not. All thanks to me, Thee Sophia Clarke.

After exactly 2.5 minutes of stare off, his gaze averts from me as a girl slips herself onto Max's lap. Pulling his lips to her own, she kisses him.

And I knew exactly who it was - Victoria, my evil step-sister.

Max just looks at me, not kissing her back. His eyes boring in to my own. It felt like it was just us and not the world for one moment.

When it felt as though he still had feelings for me, all of it came back crushing in my feet when Max grabbed her face and forced his lips on her's.

He made sure to look at me while he kissed the life out of my slut of a sister. As though he was saying that...

That we are surely over.

Too much? Never enough. I ran down the halls with my eyes filled with tears, making my vision blur. Wherever my feet took me, I'd go.

I'd go anywhere, anywhere as long as it's away from Max Anderson.

Was I okay? I guess not.

A/N : yes...you can call this a filler chapter but I wanted to tell how's Sophia feeling and what is going on with Max after the 'break-up'. x

Edited : 6th July, 2016.