Dangerous

Chapter 2

Max Wolfman. All the seats in this big classroom and he chooses to sit behind me?! Are you fucking kidding me?

I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts by a deep, frustrating voice. I hate this guy so much.

"Hey babe." he whispered.

Please kill me.

"Don't call me that." I replied flatly. "What ever you say sweet cheeks".

I rolled my eyes so far into the back of my head, as I turned back around trying to actually focus on school for once. Wait what class was I in?

After the bell rung I bolted out the door. I was not going to get stuck talking to him again. I wasn't in the mood for any tricks or shitty pick up lines that he's wasted on other girls. I'm not even interested.

Max Wolfman is the most feared guy in school, to literally everyone else. No one even sat near him in class. How tough can this one dude possibly be?

I'm not even sure he has friends with that attitude of his. Rumors are floating around saying he's in some gang? I don't know, but whatever it is, it's bad news. My past boyfriends haven't been the most perfect like the ones in fairytales. My most recent ex, all he did was get high and skip school. I was trying to do better but he made it so hard. All I got to say is, know your worth, or you just might lose yourself bit by bit.

I was skipping for weeks at a time and staying up till the sun rose, wasting my time on his ass, while he was out spending his time in other girls pants.

When I found out, my life crumbled at my feet. I felt like someone was playing with my insides, squeezing my lungs until I couldn't take it anymore. Every tear that ran down my cheek was another memory of us slipping away. He meant everything to me, but I guess he didn't feel the same way....

You can't force someone to love you.

As I started to come back to the present and realizing where I was, I maneuvered through the other students in the hall. No one touch me. I am seriously not kidding when I say I hate other people. Their voice bores me and their attitude is way too "spunky" for my taste.

I noticed Alex standing by my locker. My feet picked up a little, getting to her quicker. Alex must have known my mood was different because she started to bombard me with questions.

"Where have you been?"

"What took you so long?"

"OMG is this about a guy?"

"Whats his-"

I cut her off holding my hand over her mouth. "Are you done yet?" I cried. "Yes, now tell me EVERYTHING." she screamed.

How are we friends?

Right when I was about to talk I hear that same annoying voice behind me as the halls suddenly fell silent quickly. "Jesus, are you in track or something?" He chuckled, ending with a small smirk. A small group of other immature boys who call themselves "men", laughed along to what was supposed to be a joke. Max then leaned against the locker next to mine with his elbow, his face leaning down to my level. Oh no I'm not falling for this bullshit. "That was lame, got another one?" I looked up at him meeting his eyes with mine, staying as calm as possible, smiling at the image of me sucker punching his perfect face.

This dude is really something else. I think I got him tongue tied. The smirk seemed to have slowly disappear, his look was more stern now. "What?" I chuckled. "Cat got your tongue?" I smiled, following that with an eye roll as I walked the opposite direction. I looked back to see where Alex was, and she waved to a guy in Max's posse, and he waved back.

"Alex!" I called out. She jumped and jogged towards me to catch up. Max's eyes caught mine for a split second, as I saw him pull out a cig and light it in the middle of the hall. I turned my head back, hearing Alex start to speak.
"Isn't that the new kid Max?" She asked. I nodded not responding as we headed to our next class.

Something's off about him....

As the last bell rung I was so happy to finally get out of that hell. I said my goodbyes to Alex and walked outside to my truck and noticed someone leaning against it. He had a matching black leather jacket with a white shirt, black skinny jeans with black shades making him look like some badass.
He stepped away, without me even saying anything at first.
"Awww are you lost?" I tease, as I unlock my door to throw my stuff in the passenger seat.
He took awhile to answer and his face looked like he was studying me like an art lover going to an art gallery, slowly looking me over.

"Hello?" I waved my hand in front of him, then gave up and started to climb in, then felt a sudden grip on my hand. I swung around and saw him bring my small hand to his lips.

He kissed my knuckle gently like my hand was a feather. "The names Max." he said in a low huskey voice as his mouth pulled away.

I felt goose bumps start to creep up my arms reaching my collarbone. "I know." I replied, feeling slightly pissed off, I yanked my hand back to my side. "Whats your name sweet cheeks?" he continued. "Lily and I told you not to call me that." I replied with a hint of anger. I immediately notice him start to walk closer, our bodies almost touching.

He then leaned down, and caressed my ear with his soft lips and whispered "I want a taste."

What?

It took everything in me not to laugh. Yeah he definitely needs to work on his lines they're coming off creepy as hell. Luckily, I still had candy in my truck from yesterday Alex gave me. "All you had to do was ask." I chuckle, handing him a snickers bar.

He looked down at me handing it to him, and confusion was written all over his face. Then nothing...again. It's like his facial expressions turned off suddenly. All of a sudden, without any warning, he slams my door with one hand, while still holding eye contact with me.

"What the fuck???!!" I screamed. I throw the candy bar at his toned body, yes knowing it wasn't going to do shit. "Do you pay the insurance on Dash? No! So what gives you the right to slam his door? Asshole." I opened the drivers door gently making sure nothing was damaged.

Then I hear a little laugh come from him. "I'm sorry, who's Dash? Wait wait, you named your truck Dash? This piece of shit?" He started laughing his ass off, holding his stomach and started wiping tears from his face. "Oh your not joking are you?" His laugh faded with his smile as he clearly saw I was not happy. In my imagination I've already kicked him in the balls at least ten times, and broken his nose.

"Okay now your really about to fucking get it." I clenched my fists, feeling my warm fingernails almost dig into my palm. The back of my neck burned with rage and anger.

Who the fuck does this guy think he is? Seriously?

It was hard to stop. I was just getting angrier and angrier. He picked up the candy bar, and slowly walked over to me. My muscles began to burn and my anxiousness was pushing me to jump on him right now and beat the shit out of him. He then had the nerve to walk right up to me, barley leaving any space between us and whispered, "lighten up would ya?", handing me the snickers.

I huffed out a breath and snatched the candy from his hand, I then pushed past him and jumped in my truck. I could feel the anger still linger as it seemed to appear in the engine as it roared to life. I felt compelled to look at his stupid face, and directly into those stupid green-blue eyes of his.

I tried some breathing exercises my therapist had always told me to do. Breathe in, hold, breath out and repeat. God it's dumb. I looked behind me, putting it in reverse. When my angry could had disappeared, I put it back in drive and started on my way, glancing back at Max in my rear view.

He seemed surprised.
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Heeyyyyy sooo I haven't been given this story tlc lately and I felt bad and my writing skills have improved tremendously! I hope you guys enjoyed the updated version I hope to update later chapters and get the ball rollin on this again!