Hate Me Harder [BxB] ✔️ [NOT EDITED]

EXTRA - Max's POV - Chapter 19

Okay!!! It's been years since I had written this book and believe it or not, I actually do read your comments and have a laugh from it from time to time. When I noticed this 'whipped' comment recently from chapter 19, I scrolled down to see a few readers shouting: MAX'S POV!!!

So, here we are.

Hahaha, you guys are in for a treat! Hopefully, if it's any good lol.

You do not need to read this extra part to understand the storyline. This is just Max's POV of a specific scene just because you guys asked for it.

Happy reading!

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School had become boring without Alan's glares at me down the hallway for the past week. But finally, as I'd hoped after our time at his house, he showed up on Tuesday. His best friend was by his side, probably catching him up to all the details that have happened that he'd missed.

I wasn't jealous.

But I did get upset when I took the initiative to go speak to him and instead got a cold shoulder. Wow. The spark that burned my heart was still simmering, making me rub it unconsciously.

So he'd just ignored what'd happened the day before?

A warmth that wasn't invited seeped into me, slowly clouding my mind, trying to hold the anger that made its presence. No, I won't let it get to me.

I just deserved it, for being the stupidest human being in the world to put himself through the worst situations ever.

But I wasn't going to let it go. Just when I started to get closer to him to figure out why he hated me so much, I wasn't going to pretend as if he hadn't shown me a facet of himself that probably his friends and family didn't even get to experience.

I'd wait until lunch, I thought, and made my way to class. They were alright. I focused just the right amount but enough to still be distracted and reminiscence about how soft Alan's touch had been on mine.

He had fiddled with them as if he'd done it a thousand times before.

Daydreaming got me late for lunch, which meant that I didn't have the mindset to go and confront Alan. So, I waited after that and few more classes before I cornered him right near the stairs on the last period.

He didn't look so happy, but really, when has he ever with me?

"Why are you ignoring me?"

He didn't answer. He looked around everywhere except at me and he looked a bit awkward.

"I don't know what's wrong Alan, but I honestly thought that we were back to normal after I left your house with a wet shoulder."

Okay, maybe I shouldn't rub in the fact that he'd been vulnerable with me. The guy hates me.

I wish he doesn't.

Hate is the last thing in my mind...

My heart leaps.

"Fuck you Winters." Ah, there we go. Back to swear words collocating with my name. "Just when I thought that you were actually decent enough to lend a shoulder."

I felt that familiar ugly feeling rise up even though his bright eyes dug deep into me, making me shiver. "But I didn't get the expected response the next morning, now, did I?"

"What did you want Max? A hug and a kiss should make you feel better?"

My heart leaps. Stop it, heart.

The things I'd do to feel his soft lips.

Soft lips...

"Yeah, it would've actually." Oh, god. Please stop talking Max, you're going to ruin it for yourself and give everything away. "Specially after you spent the whole years since the start of high school hating me!"

He ignored my response. 

Had he realized what I'd just spewed?

Oh, god, what was I asking? Of course he'd had. I literally just confessed things I shouldn't confess.

A hug and a kiss?!

"What do you want Winters?"

Maybe he hadn't heard me properly. Suddenly I felt my usual confidence slowly push back up. "A hug and a kiss?"

He rolled his eyes, glancing at the empty hallway. I was late, he was late, but that's usual for him. "I'm serious."

I mumbled back, "me too..."

I'd mumbled it so low that he probably didn't hear it in the silence. It was not a problem though, because he wasn't supposed to hear it.

Slow down heart.

"Fine," I spoke up. "Set me a date for the project."

If only they were more than that.

"I don't want to lag it up so we'd better finish it off as soon as possible." Liar. "Like you said, we discuss and you write the lyrics and then we perform. I want to be there when you write the lyrics because I don't want to end up singing random shit."

He rolled his eyes again. Gosh does he only show a few expressions when he's irritated.

Kind of cute.

Calm down heart.

"When?"

Great, progress. "Tomorrow, evening. After school. You don't have practice and I'm free."

"Yes." The he seemed to slowed and go into deep thought. "No. I have... I'm busy tomorrow evening."

Oh. What could be absolutely more important than me-

"I have a date. So, not tomorrow. How about Thursday? After practice?"

It took time for me to comprehend what he'd said. Date?

My mouth started to taste sour.

"Hurry it up, you know," Alan urged.

"Fine." I agreed reluctantly, biting the jealousy from spewing out. "Thursday. It'd be perfect." I glared at him without realizing that I am. "Then we can even chitchat about your pretty little date."

Oh my god, why did I say that?

Tone it down heart!

The embarrassment of how jealous I'd sound creeped into me in a flash and I didn't wait for the rest of the conversation before I escaped out of there. I could hear a teacher shouting downstairs at Alan and couldn't help a snicker slip from my mouth.

I probably should've helped him. But I couldn't care less, because I was so excited.

The bubbles were rising as I continued to think about it.

As much as how sore the subject of his date was. I was excited to be his- I mean, be with him the next day, and make sure that he forgets about his stupid date and instead falls for me. Like I'd have.

Without even realizing it.

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Have a great day / night guys!

Hope you'd enjoyed this little extra. I had fun writing it.