"Oh my god! How are you both? I bet you were terrified up there. I would be if I would have been in your place. But I guess everyone would be terrified. You have a bandage. What happened? Did you hurt yourself?"
"As you can already see", Maxim said annoyed to Pauline. I'm surprised that she even let him speak.
Max walked past her and sat down on one of the tree logs which was laying around the bonfire. I stayed where I was and started to look for the drinks. They were on the table which was standing under the roof.
I poured some coke in two red cups and walked over to the fire. Almost every place was taken and the one which was free got taken by Sophie.
My eyes met Maxim's and he nodded and commanded me to come to him.
"Here", I said and gave him one of the cups.
"Thanks. Sit down", he said.
"Everything's taken. I can stay. No problem.", I said and watched out for a free place again.
"Come here", he pulled me and sat me on his lap. "See, there's always a free seat"
"I'm not going to on your lap. I'm way too heavy" I tried to stand up but Max kept holding be tight.
"Shut up", he said, "when is the food ready?", with this question, he didn't only changed the topic but also caused the hunger in me.
"I don't know. I hope soon"
"Who wants the first one's?", shouted Mark who was standing at the grill.
"Bro, pass them by", Max spoke and Mark came over to us and gave us two perfect grilled shashlik sticks.
Vinegar would be perfect right now.
(Russians always eat shashlick with Vinegar and a lot of spices)
"Do you think they have some vinegar?", Max asked me.
"That's exactly what I was thinking right now", I laughed.
"Let's get in the kitchen", Max said. I stood up and followed him into the kitchen.There were Mia and her two girlfriends. Max walked straight on to the cupboards and collected the ingredients.
"What the hell are you doing here? We just cleaned everything", Sophia complaint.
"Shut up."
"But-"
"Let them do their stuff", Mia said to her and looked as with a weird look.
"There we go", Max said and smirked satisfied, "Is here anyway an empty little bottle?", he asked me. I started to look for it and shortly after it I found one in the storeroom. I cleaned the bottle and put it in front of him.
He put the vinegar and the spices one after another into the bottle.
"Babe?", he said and behind me, I heard Mia coughing as if she choked on something. I wasn't paying attention to it anymore and looked at Maxim, who I guessed wanted something from me.
Now don't freak out. He only called you Babe, its not that much of a big deal.
"Can you put some holes into the bottle top?", he asked me.
"Sure", I said and did how I was told.
With a knife, I thrust some holes into the bottle top which were exactly big enough so something could come through it.
"Done. Let's eat", he said and pulled me outside.At the place where we were sitting before was sitting John.
"Fuck off", Max said casually. Exactly how I expected he stood up and left. Max sat down and this time I took a seat next to him.
We ate our shashlik with our selfmade mixture and talked with the others. When it was already after midnight only some were outside.
The majority went sleeping.
Max was talking to Mark the whole time. I only spoke when they were talking to me. The rest of the time I was just sitting next to Max and freezing. It was actually pretty cold and I only had a shirt on but I didn't want to get inside because I enjoyed every second of spending time with Max. I noticed how Max started to move next to me. And a second later he put his jacket around my shoulders.
"Here", he said and winked at me.
"Thank you", I answered quietly and my cheeks flushed."When are we driving back again, tomorrow?", Mark asked.
"At 8 am we will drive to the airport.", I answered his question and put my arms meanwhile through the sleeves.
"Oh okay thanks"
"No worries. You haven't packed your case yet, Max", I told him.
"Yeah I know but my hand isn't that operative, and it's going to be very difficult to fold the clothes and fit them into the case and-"
Of course. He didn't even have to finish because I already knew what he wanted.
"I will not pack your case, just to make that clear.", I said and he started to look at me with that adorable expression that I started to think about to actually do it for him.
"Thank you", he said. He put his arm around me, pulled me closer and kissed me on my head.
"I can't remember saying yes"
"You did. I think you should go and see a doc. Amnesia isn't anything you make fun with", he responded sarcastically.
"Continue your discussion. I have to piss", Mark told us and stood up. He disappeared in inside.
"Are you really not going to help me?", Max asked me but this time he was serious.
"Of course I will help you", I relented and he thanked me and smiled.
"How is that possible that you are so warm? Aren't you freezing", I asked him and put my hands around his warm arm.
"Nope"
"Seriously?"
"Seriously"
"I don't understand it. I'm literally freezing", I admitted and folded my hands together.
"Come here", he grabbed my waist and pulled me on his lap. "I keep you warm you now." He put one arm around my waist and crossed his fingers with mine and the other one he placed on my stomach. I felt his warmth and enjoyed every second of his closeness.
He leaned his head against mine and started to draw little circles on the back of my hand with his thumb.
"Anyway", it came from Mark who appeared out of nowhere. He looked at us weird but then just sat down again. He and Max continued their conversation. I listened and watched the orange flames of the fire.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...