IF THIS GETS OUT

I think I like you. (Damien)

"Let's go inside. It is cold out here." I smiled.

"Alright. I am freezing." He replied.

I ran to the front door, dragging him behind me as I ran. I never realized I was holding his hand.

"My leg." He said.

"Oh my god." I turned around to see him collapsed.

"I keep forgetting." I cried before picking him up once again.

"No, no. It is okay. I think it is just bruised. I don't think it is broken." Maxx moved to let me sit me down.

"Oh, wanna see?" I asked.

"Yeah, let me sit down," He said as he shook a bit.

"Alright." He smiles.

He slowly takes his cast off his foot and looks at it. It looked broken but I know it wasn't. It was badly bruised and looked horridly dislocated.

"It isn't broken." I smiled.

"That's good." He sighs.

"But still. I hate my foot looking like this. I wanna be able to tackle you." He smiles.

"You can when you are feeling better." I offered.

"Fine. But I know it will not be anytime soon." He scoffed.

I grab his hands and pull him close to me, grabbing his waist.

"You'll be fine." I hug myself.

"I-I. Okay." He shudders.

"I assume you are very jealous," I say.

Maxx turns to look behind us as footsteps approach.

"Me? Jealous of yourself? No. Let me talk to him for a second." She pointed at me.

"No, I know what you'll do. Talk to me instead." I say blocking him.

"Fine. Move Asian." She scoffs.

Maxx looks at her angrily as he raises his fist.

"Don't hurt her. She's psychotic. She'll do shit to you." I warn him.

"Fine." He steps aside.

"Thank you." I smile.

"No problem." He looks at his phone.

"5:24 PM." He looks at us.

"Hurry." He pushes her.

"I will fucking steal him from you. Fucking watch me." She walks over to Maxx.

I look at her as she walks over to him, holding back a laugh.

"Hey, sexy." She rubs herself on him as he raises his hands.

"Get off me, weird ass." He gags.

"What? No. I wanna take you~ Out to dinner. Tonight at 7:00 PM meet me at 34 Gorge Ryn street." She smiles.

"No." He smiled back.

"Why?" She asks.

"I'm gay and not bout to hook up with some slut for a one-night stand." He pushes her to the ground.

"Owwie! My Loui Vaton bag! You ripped it!" She cries.

"Okay. Good for you." He walks over to me.

He pulls me close as our lips are inches apart.

"Kiss me." He says.

"I'll beg." He continues.

"I hate this bitch." I say.

"I know. Wanna get rid of her?" He asks.

"Sort of," I reply.

"Kiss me." He kneels.

I rest my hand on his cheek as I bring myself closer.

"I can't. I want our first kiss to be special." I jerk back.

"I meant. No. I don't wanna kiss you. You probably have wet lip disease." I push him away.

"You almost did it. And that's not a disease." he brushes my chin with his hand.

"I-I don't care. It is now." I say blushing.

"You're blushing." He moves closer.

"I know! Because you're very... Close.." I stop saying as he kisses me.

He kisses me for a while. He uses his hand to reach up to my neck as he rests it there. One hand on my waist. He moves his body closer to where oure chests are touching. He puts one leg in between my legs and holds me tightly.

I think I like you. Maxx..

"I.. Wow," Maxx says shocked.

"That was... Amazing." He continued.

"Was that special?" I ask.

"Well, yes," he says flustered.

"Thank you." I smile.

I look at Brittney and roll my eyes, I grab Maxx's hand and bring him inside.

"You can leave your shoes here." I help him take his shoes off.

"Alright, thanks." He smiles.

"No problem," I reply.

"I appreciate it." He smiles at me.

His smile feels so I don't know. Calming. Maybe this is were I was meant to be.