"Where are you guys going?", Pauline asked when we five were about to leave the house.
"Eating", Mike answered her.
"Uhh, can I come with you?"
A bugged grumble came out of Maxim's mouth.
"Let's go", he said and put a hand on my back. We left with Sean and Andrew and waited outside for Mike.
"I hope she isn't coming-"
"So where are we going?", I heard Pauline's annoying voice asking.
"With us", Max finished his sentence, "Dude, why did you tell her she could come with us?", Max asked Mike.
"She was literally begging. I couldn't say no to her", he tried to justify himself.
"Idiot", Max said and slapped Mike on the back of his head.
"Any suggestions?", I asked them.
"I want to go to the cute little café over there", Pauline said and pointed to a typical French café.
"Do I look like I would go into this café?", Max asked. If you would only look at the appearance Max actually wouldn't fit into that café. The café was arranged lovely, antiquated and sweet. Max, on the other hand, was tattooed, tall, buff and he had naturally rugged features. If he would go to the café he would look kind of out of place.
"Nica! Hello Nica!", Max suddenly yelled and waved with his hands in front of my face. I winced scared and looked at him surprised.
"Why are you yelling?", I asked him, "I'm standing right in front of you"
"The others are already gone. You stayed as if you were frozen and weren't reacting to my calls. Let's go, they are waiting already", he said. Mike and the others already went around the corner. Max and I were walking silently next to each other until he asked: "What were you thinking about?"
"About the fact that you wouldn't fit into that café", I answered without even thinking.
"So you think I wouldn't fit into it?", he asked with a crooked smirk.
"Yes", I said clear and brief.
"And why exactly I wouldn't fit into it?"
"Because...because you wouldn't, simple as that"
"Simple as that", he imitated me.
"There you are at last. Where were you?", Pauline asked us.
"None of your business", Max answered before I could even open my mouth.
"Bro, where were you?", it came from Mike then.
"She finally realized how hot I am so she kept staring at me. I tried to get her out of trance cause it started to get kind of uncomfor- Ouch!", I punched his arm so he could stop saying this shit.
"I just lost something and he helped me to find it", I lied and looked at Maxim with a warning. He looked at me confused but didn't say anything. I didn't know why I was lying, I guess it was a kneejerk reaction.
"Why did you answer him but not me?", Pauline asked.
"Could you shut your mouth for like a second? You are so fucking annoying", he said and went towards a Subway.
"You are so mean!", she was complaining.
"That's life. I want something from Subway. Anyone against it?", Max asked. Pauline opened her mouth to say something but he ignored her and pulled me with him into the Subway. The others followed us.
"So what do you want?", Max asked me.
"I dunno, what's good?"
"Depends on what you like"
"Put something together for me. I'm gonna trust you"
"So you trust me?", he asked and smiled his crooked smile again.
"Yes. And it should be an honour because I don't trust a lot of people, especially with my food. So don't ruin it", I said threateningly and point with my finger at him like parents always do it.
"I would never do that", he promised and it kind of had a weird undertone when he said that.
"What did you order?", Pauline questioned.
"I don't know. Max picked something out for me"
"You'd let him pick yours?"
"Yes"
"Be careful, he might put something gross in it", she warned me.
"She doesn't have to worry since she isn't you", Max said who appeared behind me with a tray with two subs, two drinks and two cookies in his hands.
"So you would put something weird in it if the food would be for me?", Pauline said indignantly.
"Well I wouldn't exclude it", he replied and walked by. I followed him and let her standing there.Hope you like it xx
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Is he really a bad boy? [English]
Teen FictionVeronica - 17, model pupil, good faith, and naive. A goodgirl. Maxim - 18, go-getter, smoker, tattooed and cold-hearted. A badboy. Two complete different personalities but they have more in common than they think. Who needs who more? And is Maxim re...