In His Eyes

Chapter 10

Max's POV

I was so excited to see you again that night you invited me to go to the bar where we first met. I dragged my friends with me so that you could meet them.

I hope you didn't figure out that I was so excited that I actually dragged them 15 minutes early than the time I said I was going to come. After all, Philip said you like being punctual, so there I was being punctual for you. I'm actually a punctual person, so there's that.

We sat down at your booth and my friends introduced themselves. My eyes were stuck on you. Even if you were wearing the simplest clothes, you still stand out from the crowd. Just as your friend was teasing you about dancing with strangers you got up to go to the dance floor.

I was enjoying watching you live your life to the fullest, dancing like no one is watching you. I decided to go to the DJ to request a song, I was happy watching you like no one would bother you, until I saw someone talk to you. I felt my heart drop but smiled when the look on your face looks like you are annoyed.

I went to go to your side and pretend to be your boyfriend so that the person would leave you alone. This is what prince charming does right?

Oh Axel, don't you know I'm near falling for you. At that moment I decided to dance with you. I can't let mere strangers touch you so I held on to your waist while dancing. It's my own way of shouting that I already put my mark on you on this dance floor.

You blushed the moment I did that. Somehow, I'm satisfied that I can have that effect on you. Does this mean that I really have a chance on you?

I danced with you until you excused yourself to refill your drink. I looked at you from the dance floor and I smiled at the sight. You're a beauty even without you knowing.

I laughed at myself being cheesy with lines and decided to just dance to the music I requested. I saw you chatting with your friends and mine. I was happy that you were making friends with mine. I decided to go back once the music was done playing, and drank the night away.

The moment we left the bar and our friends went home, you held my hand. I felt myself heating up at your unaware actions. You were so unaware of the things you are doing to me. With the moonlight shining on your face, I can see that you were blushing, despite the alcohol adding the red tint on your face.

I felt the need to take a step forward with our scene and changed the position of our hands. Our fingers now intertwined. Your palm felt soft against mine, I was ecstatic that I finally get to hold hands with you.

We dined on a famous spot for Pares and let our silence fill in. This silence of ours is comforting because we know that the other person is feeling the comfort of that silence.

After we finished our meal, we went for a walk up to the main road. I let you listen to songs and after that, you said something about running away. I looked at you, confused at what you just said, and just ran. You ran still holding my hand.

I laughed at your drunk behavior. Even this person beside me is different when drunk. It was a good different.

We hailed a taxi and as soon as we got in, I heard you yawn. I patted my lap, signaling that you can rest your head there. Our hands detached and you rest your head on my lap. You looked up at me and smiled. You grabbed my hand and held it for the rest of the ride as you slept.

I woke you up gently when we arrived at your dorm. You blinked a few times as if you were in a dream. You touched my face, tracing my eyes, nose, and lips. The moment your fingers touched my lips, your eyes widen and you sat quickly. I laughed at your actions and told you that we're already at your dorm.

You got out of the taxi quickly, probably embarrassed by your actions. I paid the fare and told you that you can pay next time. We were in front of the gate, not knowing what to do, when I asked if I can use your bathroom to pee.

You nodded and said yes. When I finished doing my business, I bid my farewell when and that's when you did that thing. You kissed my cheek so suddenly that I didn't get to react. You even slammed the door in front of my face. I chuckled at his actions.

How cute.

I walked my way home and decided to listen to some music. I decided to shuffle and it played ZAYN's It's You.

Maybe, it really is you, Axel.

I'm already smitten, what else do I got to do to confirm what I am feeling for you?

"And I can't tell you why, because my brain can't equate it."

A heavy sigh escaped from my lips as I looked at the ground. I really can't process my thoughts as my heart and my brain is in a war.

"Tell me your lies because I just can't face it."

What if my feelings aren't returned? I can't face another heartbreak, I thought to myself. I just can't.

"It's you."

But Zayn's right. Axel, it's you. Your name is what my heart is screaming, and somehow, I can't take the noise. But I have to wait. I can't just go forth into a battlefield without getting ready. I need to be wise with my actions for you.

~*~

I spent the next day with you and I asked if you remembered what happened last night. To my disappointment, you didn't. Oh, Axel, it was one of the best nights of my life.

I shouldn't let this get to me. Besides, it's not your fault why you can't remember, it's the alcohol's fault. I looked at you and invited you to watch my basketball match this Wednesday. I smiled when you accepted my invite and decided to just let the silence between us comfort us.

I decided to let this silence comfort me on how you could easily forget the best night of my life. But I couldn't blame you for that.

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I couldn't sleep when it was the day of my basketball match. I was feeling all giddy inside. I have a cheerleader that would watch later. My cheerleader.

I was so excited that I tweeted it and you actually replied. Before I could continue to reply to our thread, your friend teased us. I felt myself smile. Your friend is so supportive of you.

All throughout the game, I was stealing glances from you, and you were watching me. Cheering me from the bleachers. My team won, and we won because we had someone like you to cheer on our side, even if your department team is the one who we fought.

When the game was over and our friends left, I went to your side and asked if you want to be taught how to play. You were hesitant but you agreed anyway.

I decided to step up my moves and went behind you. I reached for your arm, closing the gap between us. I felt you heat up. Is it my doing, Axel?

You still failed to throw the ball. You looked disappointed in yourself so I cupped your face with my hands, at that moment I just want to comfort you and kiss you. Your ears were read and your eyes locked on mine.

I was happy knowing that your actions speak. Your actions told me that I do have a chance. We went to the university cafeteria after that and I told you about the party that was going to be held at Dani's place. You immediately agreed and told me that you would make it.

So, here I am now. Admiring you across the living room of Dani's house. An empty bottle between us. You get ready to spin it and here I am praying that I would be the one that it would point at. I just wish to taste your lips, even if it's because of a game.

~*~