slash part 2- Guns go bang - Max Green, Derek Bloom

Max’ pov.

I was laying down in the uncomfortable hospital bed when this guy knocked on my door to the room I had to myself. I instantly realised that this was the guy that had reversed into me earlier, I recognised his carroty curly hair through the glass in the door.

‘Come in!’ I called towards the door in my feminine voice. Greattt, what a way to give a good first impression, use your super high pitched girlie voice. The one thing I despise about myself is my voice. I mean, I’m a 19 year old flamer with a 12 year old girl voice, you know just to make sure everyone who hears me talk knows that I suck dick.

For some unknown reason, I’m not pissed of at all about the fact that he could of killed me. I’m not dead yet and I’m not really in pain at the moment...so I don’t really give two shits. I’ve dealt with a lot worse pain than this before.

As the orange haired (is that even a word? Fuck…it is now) man came through the door, I was simply at a loss for words.

The man looked to be about my age, he looked around 5’9 in height, making him taller than me. His skin was pale and soft looking. And his eyes were visibly amazing in colour. By the time I realised I had been staring, 5 vital seconds had already passed. But my cheeks didn’t tinge at all, I don’t get embarrassed.

The man looked shaken, nervous and somewhat terrified by the thought of being in the same room as me.

“Urm...Hi….” He said quietly while looking down at the floor. His hands were shaking slightly, and he refused to look at me in anyway. The way his red hair fell in front of his eyes added to the effect of the young man being completely terrified at the sight of me.

“Hey,” I said in my girly voice. “I’m Max.” I carried on looking at him, willing him to meet my gaze. This is going to be fun

I wouldn’t look at him...Max. I felt awful for landing him in a hospital. I was ashamed of myself. Plus, I had never met this guy before….Not to good for my phobia of meeting new people

“I’m Derek.” I said quietly while taking a quick chance to look at Max for the first time. His skin was pale and seemed to have no flaws, his eyes were big, round blue orbs, he had a round kind of ‘baby face’ that enlarged his eyes more. For some reason, I couldn’t process my thoughts correctly for a few seconds. But I covered it up by taking interest in the tiles on the cold floor again.

“I’mreallysorryforreversingintoyou. Idon’treallyhaveaexplanationforwhyIdidn’tseeyou,IwishIdid…IfeelSObadforlandingyouinhere…..” I hadn’t taken a breath all the way through the little speech that was blurting from my mouth, and I started hyperventilating ever so slightly.

“Calm down! BREATH DAMNIT!” He ordered loudly. I started fanning my face slightly and tried to take long deep breaths, I calmed down….and felt my face erupt in red patches.

“Look, don’t worry about me. I’m not dead, or dyeing... so CALM THE FUCK DOWN!” He laughed. I laughed abit also, but in my ‘I’m a nervous wreck’ laugh.

“Also, don’t worry about me being angry either, because I’m really not, at all.” Max said in his high pitched girlie voice that started growing on me. I was beyond shocked that he wasn’t at all angry, I would be if some random guy just happened to reverse into me!

“W..hatt…Your not? Why?” I wondered out loud.

“I’m not sure to be honest,” At this point, he had a look of slight discomfort playing on his features. “Your lucky actually, I’d normally be really pissed off….” He replied softly.

My eyes were still staring holes into the white tiled floor, when I caught a glimpse of his pale arm move (the one not in a bandage). My eyes glanced up slightly, but I kept my head face low when I felt his soft hand connect to my cheek, lifting my face up so we could see each other.

OH.MY.GOD. Some freaky feeling erupted in my stomach, and a shiver shot down my spine. I subconsciously lent into his touch. My eyes wouldn’t leave his, his wouldn’t leave mine. I was completely mesmerised by him.

“Why do you always do that? Always look anywhere but my eyes?” He asked quietly.

“I…urm…d..don’t rea…really kn…know…” I stuttered out .I His hand slowly left my face and lay down on the hard bed again. I looked up into his eyes without any help by him, and instantly got that feeling in my stomach. I glanced at his bandaged arm I panicked.

“Yeah…I’m going to….g…go now. Do you w..ant me to come back tomorrow?” I asked, somehow hoping he’d say yes.

“Yeah! Sure! I have to think how your going to repay me anyway, so I’ll be doing that over night, then you can comeback tomorrow and we’ll discus my conclusion.” He said with a big smile on his face.

“Repay?” I asked hesitantly, not having a clue what he was talking about

“Well, yeah….Repay, you DID run me over, and I’m not mad, even trough I should be…so I deserve some repay...right? He asked while jutting out his bottom lip a little. I gave in instantly.

“Urm, yeah…sure.” I said unsurely. I wasn’t sure what he meant.

Then, he climbed out of his bed quickly and paced over to where I was standing near to the closed door, I laughed a little at the shitty hospital gown he was wearing which showed of his pale legs below the knees. He smiled slightly as he placed his good hand on shoulder, he pushed me until wewere pushed up againstthe door, earning a yell of surprise from me. I felt a shiver shoot all over my body, and the feeling in my stomach grow. He put his pointer finger against my lips then moved it to my hair, wrapping it around his finger. His legs were imbetween my two.

“Shhh, I don’t want people thinking I’d hurt you….do I?” He said seductively.

“N…..no.” I said back. His lips were so close to mine that I could practically feel them move against mine as he talked.

Then he pulled away…really fast and paced back to his bed, swaying his hips while he way going I watched his subconsciously watched his ass as he went.

“B…bye” I stuttered. He smiled widely and waved.

“See you tomorrow, love.”

I walked from his room trying to catch my breath and stop myself shaking. Holy effing shit.