The Bad Boys Mission

XI

                                                                                    Max's POV

I left. I had to get out of town to clear my head. That kiss, it was amazing. I've kissed a ton of girls but I never felt this confused about it. I tried to tell myself she was like everyone else but I'm starting to think that's not the case. 

I shook my head and took another swig of my beer. I can't stop thinking about her, no matter how many beers I drink. I wonder if she's thinking of me. I doubt it, last time I saw her  she was asking out other guys and doubting my intentions. I understand how she could. I play around a lot but that doesn't mean I can actually want to be with someone. I need to stop. If she missed me she'd call me. I want to hear her voice. I swallowed my pride and grabbed my phone. 

"Hello?" Her voice sounded tired but still cute to me. 

"Lia?" I heard rustling over the phone.

"Max? Where are you?"

"Not far" 

"Not far? That doesn't help!"

I took a deep breath and prepared myself to ask a tough question. 

"Do you hate me?"

"Max.." Her voice softened and I heard her sigh before becoming silent. I waited patiently to hear her answer. 

"No. No I don't Max. I can't hate someone I feel this strongly about" 

I was shocked. Was she admitting to liking me? Could we be something? 

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"You win" 

I couldn't believe it. Not the winning part but the liking me part. She likes me. 

"Can I come over and talk?" 

"I don't think that's the best idea"

"Why not?" 

"I told you, you won. Now I think we should stop talking. You already hurt me once. You left when things seemed real. How can I trust that you'll be there during hard times? Don't come over because there's nothing to talk about. Good bye Max."

Before I could say anything to her, she was gone. The phone call was over and so were we I guess.