I have no right to miss you.

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Max's POV
I woke up to the most annoying sound ever, my alarm clock.  After hesitating getting out of bed for five minutes I finally got up and walked to my closet. What should I wear today, of course something boyish because that's just my style. I'm not your average girly girl who's afraid of dirt. I finally chose the perfect outfit

After I finished getting ready I ran downstairs to eat breakfast

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After I finished getting ready I ran downstairs to eat breakfast. I went downstairs expecting to see my mom but instead I see my brother. "Hey Little shit!" He said as he looked at my outfit. "No wonder why mike left you for someone else I mean look at you! You dress like a guy, try wearing a skirt once in a while!" I left the house and began to walk to school. Maybe he's right, maybe I should dress more girly, maybe mike will start to like me again.

I walked into 3rd period with the project in my hands. I sat down next to mike and set the project on the table. "You finished it?" He asked while he started to examine it. "Yeah, I thought you would just forget about it so I just did it myself, and don't worry I put your name on it." He sighed. "Look, max I'm sorry I meant to help you with it, it's just-" I cut him off. "It's just that you don't care about other people's feelings as long as it doesn't affect you, right?"
His face softened. "Max.." I scoffed. "No, mike, you hurt me and you don't even care! You don't care as long that you don't get hurt in the process." He looked at me. "Max, do you really believe that I didn't like you?" I shrugged

"Max I was falling for you so fucking hard, but then you started to get depressed and stopped coming around and it hurt me to see you like that, so yeah I did stop liking you, SO GET THE FUCK OVER YOURSELF BECAUSE I WILL NEVER GO BACK TO A NASTY ASS PIG!" I couldn't help but let the tears slip, I ran out of the classroom and went into the bathroom.  His words kept repeating in my head as I sobbed in the bathroom stall.

Mike's POV
Fuck! I messed up! I didn't mean to say that to max it just slipped out. As I seen the tears fall down her cheeks my heart broke each time. Callie wasn't here today because she's sick. I was kinda glad that she got sick because she gets annoying. I looked down at our project on the table and smiled looking at the way she wrote my name. I seen the teacher collecting the projects so I walked up with me and Max's project and turned it in.
~lunch time~
Max's pov
I walked into the cafeteria with Dustin and got my lunch. Once Dustin got his lunch we both walked over to the table. Mike was looking at me but I avoided him. As I was eating mike gave me his cupcake and smiled at me. I took the cupcake without looking at him.  "Max please!" He pleaded. I looked up at him "what." I replied coldly.  "Can we talk?" I nodded. "In private, please." I got up and followed mike out into the hallway. As soon as I turned around he smashed his lips against mine. I couldn't help but kiss him back. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, then wrapped my legs around him. He eventually pulled away panting. "Why did you do that?" He looked me in the eyes "because I never stopped liking you, what I said earlier was a mistake I didn't mean to say it, it just slipped out." I was in pure shock, I mean we just had a heated make out and know he's confessing that he still likes me!?! "What about Callie?" I asked "what about her" he smirked. He picked up his phone and sent a text to someone. "I'm officially single again" he smiled at me. Me and mike spent the rest of the lunch period catching up with each other.

A/n
This chapter may be short but it was crazy! Do you think mike and max are gonna get back together? I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I've been trying to update everyday but I'm also working on another book so if I miss a day then I'm sorry! 😊
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