What? Another update when it's not a Sunday?

Ha, ily guys and I'm sorry I missed a week before last week. So, here's the update for that. And my fellow readers, enjoy and have a great week!

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Max didn't bother to tell me where he was taking me until we got there. And I couldn't complain because I'd done the same the time when we went to the beach after planning the project.

And speaking of beaches, Max was stupid enough to bring me to one as our first... date.

It's the least to say that I had a big scowl on my face. I didn't want to believe that I skipped a party at Liam's house to go to some stupid beach. It wasn't even the one I took him to. But, a little annoyed to say, it's also the truth that, I was a little excited that it was with Max and, well, we were on a date.

So many thoughts ran in my head.

What were we going to do?

What if someone saw us?

What if someone from school saw us?

What if we end up in one of our houses? Not mine obviously since Mr. Dad and Mrs. Mum were home. Then again, I was ninety-nine percent sure that Max's grandma Helena was also in her's.

So that thought went right into the bin.

"Alan."

Did I want to end up in a house with him?

I blinked realising that Max had already started setting a blanket that he'd brought with him. I walked from his car and helped, placing the picnic basket on the corner in front before seating myself on the right, Max following behind on my left.

I didn't say anything until Max cleared his throat and looked at me like he was trying to figure something out. It should've been awkward. Coming out on a date when it was turning night. With a guy any less. And just sitting there not knowing what to say or what to do.

But it wasn't.

I didn't feel so out of place. And the more I looked at the guy next to me, I wondered how I didn't want to be near him in the past. Because it felt nice. It felt safe.

"Are we swimming?"

Max blinked. "Do you want to?"

I knew why he asked. It was getting darker and darker by the minute and the only light source was the street lights from the parking lot behind us and the stars and moon above us. "Well, I didn't bring anything with me..."

Max rolled his eyes. "As if that's going to stop you from running into that with whatever you have." We both share a smile and he leans back on his palms behind us. "You can if you want... but I wouldn't if I was you. I heard that this place is quite active with crocodiles in them. They say because it's not that salty."

As soon as I realise that Max was actually talking about crocodiles, a shiver went right up to my spin, making me flinch visibly.

"You never see them coming they say."

Another shiver tried to make its way up through my body. "What." It wasn't even a question. My mind was still trying to process the information, and the results of it afterwards.

"What?" He only asked back.

"What? What?" I leaned into Max's personal space, making sure he can see that I was mad and annoyed. Plus, freaking out. "Max, the hell man?! Do you know anything about crocodiles?! I thought you were supposed to be smart!"

"I am!" I couldn't help but get more irritated at how he looked amused. The nerve of this guy really. Just because he knows that I'm not straight and I kinda' like him.

"Then you would've known..." I lowered my voice, "that crocodiles come out of water as well. And they also like hiding behind bushes!"

I let my eyes wonder behind him and notice the fence of bushes separating us from the beach to the car park. The ideas of what might happen if we don't get passed the boarder haunted my mind as I started to realise how silent the place was and how lonely we were in the area.

Max was still laughing at me with his eyes, and his lips were pulled up. "That's what you're so worried about?"

My eyes should be glad that they didn't pop out. Still feeling the chills, I was going to snap back at him when he suddenly grabbed me with an arm by my waist and pull my body towards him. I jumped in surprise, clutching onto his front shoulder with one hand as I watched myself getting 'swamped' next to my date, touching almost everything of his sides.

"W-wh—"

"I'll protect you from all those monsters."

It took me a second to roll my eyes and punch the exact place I was grabbing onto. "The fuck? I'm not a fucking girl."

Max snickered, pressing harder onto my skin, making me bend a little. My heart was racing, realising how close we were together, alone. His moist lips were right in line of my vision and the want to press mine against it and just devour him only increased. I wondered what he would've thought. But then, I also didn't. I just wanted to stuff myself onto him and never let go.

"I know," he said softly, because I was close enough to hear him even whisper.

I looked up to see that he was already staring at my lips.

"I just wanted to get you close to me." My heart skipped a beat, but I also wished that I shivered only because I liked the position we were in. But, the fact that we might be surrounded by the animal that might just end up eating us didn't settle well with me. "Don't worry your sexy ass over it Baker."

I didn't know which was more obvious. My owl eyes or my red cheeks.

"I was joking. There's no crocodile here, only turtles. And it's not their season to come to the beaches so we're good."

I sighed in relief, too exhausted over freaking out to pay him back with a hit.

"I know this is weird, but, I already want to kiss you even though our date just started." I peeked a gaze at Max, watching him openly tell me what I felt for him. "You drive me over the edge."

The whisper of silence followed after and we stared at each other's faces. The only noise came form the wave in front of us, softly crashing into the sand, pushing cool wind around, making me lean forward.

Or it was because I wanted to get closer, but before I could think more about it, I didn't know who moved first but we were kissing.

I felt like Max poured his everything into the kiss, taking it slow. I was hot all over all of a sudden, and his touch at my waist burned through my clothes. I realised that he was almost making lover to my lips.

Fuck.

And so I kissed him back the same, making sure to press harder on the bottom lip, making him groan a soft moan somewhere through the process. I licked the lip in comfort as he kissed my top. And then, all of a sudden, I was slowly getting pulled onto his thighs.

I found balance on his shoulders and pulled myself into him, wrapping one hand over the body. The other settled on the side of his neck, angling it so it stay exactly where I wanted it as I kissed harder, pulled an inch back to gasp for air. Max followed and before he could take control, I dived in first, moving over to pepper kisses on his cheek, biting and licking before traveling down his jaw.

When Max just rolled his neck to give me more space, I devoured him in, as if he was my life source, just as I took the situation a step further and rolled my hip onto his, using my heels to stay in place.

Max inhaled deep, his grip on me tightening.

It wasn't the only thing that tightened, and I couldn't help but smirk, my right hand traveling further down south.

Before he could stop me, I was bruising his top part of the chest, right below the collarbone and my hand clutched his hard, accidentally massaging it before I even planned.

Max moaned, leaning into me, but I was too engrossed in the fact of being embarrassed that I was so greedy. I didn't stop kissing him though and I moved back to his lips to keep him focused. He kissed back just as heartedly.

I was literally climbing on top of him, grinding my own hard-on on his thigh as I continued to rub him through the jeans.

"A-Alan..." Max let up in between the kisses.

I only moaned back, focusing on the fact that he was making me hot and bothered. God I loved kissing him.

"Alan." He moved away from my kisses.

I paused a second before diving for a peck because I couldn't stop myself.

"We have to stop," he said breathlessly.

I put pressure with my right hand and he tensed up, going harder, if that was possible. I smirked a little, glad that he was so reactive to me. "Why?"

"Because..." he paused to eye down, watching me continuing my work on his body part.

I snickered. "What? I'm just helping..."

Max suddenly pulled me closer on top of him and I was literally attached to him at the hip. My member grinder with his through the clothes, making me make a noise somewhat in between a gasp and a moan. My hand left his area and was back to balancing on his shoulders.

"If you continue, I swear to god you won't be walking after we leave this place."

I thought my heart burst out of my body for a second. Then came the embarrassment of realising what I'd done a few seconds ago.

I heard Max chuckle after I half slammed my head on his shoulder to hide my face.

"Oh god."

He was shaking with laughs and it didn't help the fact that we were both well aware of what was brushing against each other. "Let's pause and eat." He kissed my neck. "And then maybe we can get back to where we were."

And so that's how I ended up back on the blanket, but more closer to my date, eating sandwiches after sandwiches, because he somehow knew that it was my favourite.

It was exactly the way I liked it too. Two breads filled with sliced onions, tomatoes, spread chilly sauce with pan cooked tinned fish, lettuce and a few olives. Heaven.

Then we drank a can of soft drink each because I was too scared of needing to pee in the end. And we were at a beach with beach sounds surrounding us.

Not a good idea, trust me.

We didn't end up wetting ourselves, and after sitting around, chatting, learning new things about each other, we packed up. We also didn't end up continuing. Which sucked a little. Everything went back into Max's car and we shuffled around the car park, dragging the time from driving back.

Somewhere around the time, we ended up arguing who could carry who. It resulted with me climbing over the boot to jump his back and then him, which resulted us to topple over.

It was only because the guy was taller than me.

We ended up sitting on the boot at the end, side by side, playing with our feet as we talked about the time when Katie and I were little. Max didn't bring up his life story much, and I didn't ask because I knew. He seemed fine listening to me ranting and laughed along, pulling me closer by his right hand.

Let's just say it was the best date I've been on, no doubts or hesitation. And let's also not forget that I loved how I felt when Max had me at his side, closer than just two boys who are friends.

And I didn't care. Because it was just him and I. And my heart ached for it to be forever.

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