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Chapter 5

I sit there watching him bounce his leg up and down. My crying had stopped and I hadn't made any advance to say or do anything. I wanted to apologize but I didn't know for what exactly, I wanted to ask but I had so many questions I didn't know where to start. Maison kept giving me long looks he had long stopped telling me to go home seeing that I wouldn't listen. I myself didn't know why I didn't talk to Scott instead of Maison. My body moved before my brain had time to react and by the sixth time he told me to leave I just wanted to finish what I started and follow him even if it was to the ends of the earth just to see him direct a smile at me.

I figured we'd sat here long enough so I took a deep breath and mastered the last bit of courage that was keeping me here.

"Maison." I said softly. The room was so quiet I hoped he couldn't hear my restless heart. He responded by looking at me but still didn't say a thing. "I'm sorry." I whispered. I don't know why I was apologizing but here I was. I left the guy who I've had a crush on for a little over a year to chase and to apologize to someone I had gotten to know in a month but I didn't feel bad nor did I want to be anywhere else.

"Why are you the one apologizing?" His voice was soft and soothing but held fear. Of what? Well that is what I wanted to find out.

"Because it seems I've hurt you and I can't live with myself know that." I said truthfully.

"You didn't... It's not your fault." He assured me.

"Why are you angry?" I swallowed thickly when those words left my mouth. Maybe he was in love with Scott and I got in the way. Maybe I disgusted him by getting close to someone who meant a lot to him. I was scared to know the answer but forced the words out anyway.

"I'm angry because I couldn't let it go. I thought I could. I told myself over and over again. Everyday for the past months I told myself to let it go. This wouldn't amount to anything thing but I couldn't let it go."

"Let what go?" I was confused.

"My feelings, my fucking feelings."

"Feelings?"

"Yes my fucking feelings. They won't die."

"Why- what?"

"Look." He got up and walked to where I was sitting and dropped to his knees. He rested his head on my laps and took a deep breath. My hands instinctively went to his soft locks and I ran my hand through his hair soothing him. "Mark I-" he started then stopped.

"I have feelings for you. I've had them for the longest time. But you were so busy crushing on Scott to notice me so I decided it was best to forget about it. So that's what I did or at least tried to do. But I got so angry of the way you kept staring at him and constantly ignoring me so my anger got the best of me and I called you out. That was so fucking stupid. I tried to talk to you but it always came out wrong. I saw the way you looked at Scott like he was everything but then when you looked at me all you had was fear in your eyes I just couldn't win. When I found out about the group essays and project I begged the lecturer to pair me with you. It was my one chance to get you to at least not be afraid of me any more. But when you were here all you could look at was Scott.

I wanted to know why you liked him so much. But that turned out to be useless. At that point the more I got to know you the more I fell for you and I couldn't stop. I'm sorry. I know you'd rather have Scott be telling you this but it's killing me having you not know. Even if you don't feel the same I don't care I just want you to know. I won't get in the way of you being with Scott I promise."

When he finished talking he held my hands and kissed them. I looked in his dark glossy eyes filled with emotions long hidden seeping out. I cupped his face and he leaned in to my touch. My heart flattered against my chest. I bit my lip. I've never  felt so happy in my life.

"Maison, I don't want you want you to do any of that. Can't you see? You're the one I followed home not Scott, you're the one who makes me laugh not Scott. You're the one I feel safe around , you're the only one who I trust to be myself around. You make me happy and I'm sorry I couldn't see it sooner. A few days a go when I was alone with Scott all I kept thinking about was how I couldn't wait for you to get here. I might have been attracted to him but I have feelings for you. I want to make this clear.  You're the one I like not Scott."

After my confession I studied his face. It evolved from confusion to shock to relief then finally to happiness.

"Are you for real right now?" He asked.

"Yes. Maison Martin Cole I like you."I said clearly.

"I like you too."

He pulled me in a bone crushing hug and I giggled. I stayed in his embrace feeling his warmth before we reluctantly pulled away. His face inches form mine, our noses brushed and I drowned in his scent which made my skin get filled with goosebumps. His warm breath hit my cheek making them grow warmer.

"I'm going to kiss you now." He whispered his lips brushing over mine.

"Bet." I whispered back and grabbed a fist full of his shirt and closed the gap between us. Our lips collided. His soft ones danced over mine rythmatically. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me closer earning a gasp and a moan from me. He took the advantage and slipped his tongue inside my mouth and waisted no time exploring it.

When we finally parted I gasped for air and he rested his forehead on mine equally out of breath. I licked my lips and tasted him.

"Fuck! I've been dying to do that." He whispered.

"Me too." I said lowly.

He stood up and pulled me up with him. He cupped my face and pecked my lips then smiled rubbing circles on my cheek with his thumb.

"Let's get you home." He said.

"What why? I wanna stay with you." I whine as I clung to him my hands locking around his waist and head resting on his chest. He chuckled.

"You think acting cute is gonna work on me?"

"Yeah." I peeked my head and looked in his eyes and simply nodded and stood on my tippy toes and kissed him. He moans and moves his hand behind my head I tilt my head and deepen the kiss.

"Fuck! Okay you win." He says in a husky voice. I smile and he boops my nose.

We take a shower, separately obviously, the we cuddle untill we fall asleep.