Complicated

Chapter | 5 |

I quickly explained to Lillian my night. I didn't hold back explaining the boy-Deuce-and what Liam did it him. I also put in my drunken state and how the boy who was dancing with me lay unconscious after Liam knocked him down. What shocked them the most was my jumping out of the car on the freeway and almost getting run over. Liam saving me wasn't that much of a shock but him paying for the hospital bill seemed to be the biggest surprise to them in the world.

When I ended Lillian scoffed and leaned back. "He's toying with you," she stated, looking so sure of herself. "That's what he does, tug at your heart strings and turn your brain to much then he strikes. After that your never the same again he's a jerk. "

"Then again they all are." The girl who's name I'd learned was Macy said. She shook her head and looked at me, "If you hang out with them then your playing with fire and there is no doubt that you'll get burned."

The boy-Isaac-rubbed his chin and nodded in agreement. "But I'm still wondering why he went out of his way to keep you safe from all those drunks."

"I know, I was wondering that myself." I told him waiting for him to give me some amazing explanation. They seemed like the type to think things over and come up with flawless answers, and really right now I need one of those.

"Afterwards, why would he be rude to you?" He was now chewing on his eraser, his face creased with concentration. I could almost see the gear in his head turning as he developed a well rounded explanation.

But before he can utter a single word, Lillian opened her mouth. "It's his plan, he's obviously trying to confuse you. In the books this always works, the guy confuses the girl and she's left thinking about him and then wham she's his lost puppy. It's simple really, a stupid but simple idea," She turned and studied me, leaning forward ever so slightly. "Are you thinking of him?"

Liam's face popped into my head at that exact moment, he was sitting on that table strumming his guitar. I remember that moment so vividly even though it was a week ago, I find myself noticing things. Next to him on the table there was a book, a notebook that he was scribbling in after he played. Maybe he was writing a song of some kind? Was he some sort of musician?

Then he looked up and met my eyes, I watched them open wider before coming back to their normal bored expression. I felt my stomach clench, it was like he was here. Hands gripped my shoulders, shaking me violently basically shoving me back to earth. I blinked twice and Lillian's face appeared before me, she looked worried. "Are you thinking about him?" She asked.

I flushed, opening my mouth to deny that I was but it was to late. She saw my cheeks turn red, so she knows that I was. "Oh god, it's working. Soon he'll have wrapped around his finger and you'll lose everything." She said and shook her head. "Kade, you have to be smart about this. This is college, it's about building your life here not hot punk boys and parties."

"I know, I know... But he's just so mysterious, I can't help but wonder." I say sighing.

"Studies show that the human brain loves a good mystery, hence our unnatural love of Nancy Drew and Sherlock Homes." Isaac replied smiling.

"Studies..." I muttered, thoughts of Max bombarded me so bad that I felt like I couldn't breath. I found myself wondering what he was doing right now, he was probably studying in his room drinking his favorite Gatorade; grape.

I remember the days we should study together, my hair wound be tied in a ponytail and I'd be dressed in sweats. He would wear a plain t-shirt and shorts, we'd sit on the floor in my living room each with a bottle of Gatorade and a snack bowl. I would shout words out and see if he got them right, if he did then I could chuck a snack and him and he'd have to catch it in his mouth-he always did. Then, we would watch a movie, snuggling on the couch until it was nine. He would kiss me before he left and I'd watch him, until his car was out of my view.