Chapter 60

Claudia's POV
His lips felt like heaven, so soft and sweet that it was beyond anything I could have ever imagined. I wrapped my hands around his neck, feeling jolts of electricity plunging through my entire body, from where my lips were connected to his, right down to my toes. But as the intensity of the kiss increased Maxwell wanted more; he demanded entrance, but I decided to tease him a little bit and kept my mouth shut, wanting to see what he would do ne
And being Maxwell, he quickly became impatient with my games and bit gently on my lower lip, playing dirty in my books. It didn't hurt, but surprised, I gasped, playing right into Maxwell's hands, and he took the opportunity to explore my mouth intimately. The tingly feeling grew between us, almost surrounding us in our own unbreakable bubble, where it felt like nothing else mattered, and no one but us could ever enter. Our tongues battled for dominance, but of course, Maxwell won. My hands slid up to his hair, gripping it tightly as the strands tried to slip through my fingers. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me up so we were standing.
Both of us parted, almost at once it seemed, gasping for air. Maxwell's lips were strawberry red, making them look even more edible than before, and I had to stop myself from pulling him into my arms and continuing what we had started. But as the rational part of my brain started working again, my eyes widened and I froze, trying to figure out what had happened
I just kissed Maxwell
One part of me wanted to celebrate, and let myself be happy for once, whilst the other part was angry. That shouldn't have happened, I tried to argue. But I didn't want to believe that. What will happen now? Will things become awkward between us? Will he think that it was a mistake? I looked at Maxwell, who was wearing the same shocked expression, and tried not to feel the heartbreak that I was. His face said it all, he obviously thought that it was a mistake, plain and simple
Grudgingly, I remembered what happened earlier today, between Maxwell and that girl, and once again tried to argue with myself that it was for the best, even if it didn't feel like it at the moment. My brain was telling me to say it was a mistake, however my heart was screaming at me to kiss him again
But, I just couldn't follow my heart. I took a step backwards, and stared at him with a hard expression.
"I'm sorry Maxwell. I didn't mean to do that, it was a mistake"
I apologized, waiting for his reply. From the outside, I looked so calm and collected, that it must have been impossible for him to see that, on the inside, I was screaming at myself
Maxwell's face suddenly went hard, making me wonder what he was thinking right now. I knew though, that it couldn't be anything nice, and I braced myself for what he was about to say, as the very look on his face caused my protective instincts to rise full force. But, my relationship with Maxwell was never one to be predictable, and what came out of his mouth next surprised
"Why was it a mistake? Both of us enjoyed it!"
He argued, frustration clear on his features.
"Because we're different! You're a demon, Maxwell and I'm. A. Witch. We're supposed to hate each other, remember?"
I slapped a hand over my mouth. That wasn't supposed to come out like that.
"I don't care about that. Claudia, tell me, what did you feel when we kissed?"
He asked, looking at me intently. I wanted to say that it made me feel amazing, energetic, comfortable, wonderful, incredible, and so many other emotions that I felt as though I could burst! But, I said the opposite. I had to.
"Nothing."
Both of us went silent after that, not knowing what to say or do next.
"You're lying."
I looked up to reply to his statement as convincingly as I could, considering I was actually lying, and realised that Maxwell had moved to stand right in front of me. As a knee jerk reaction however, I jumped back in surprise, almost falling over the mud beneath my feet, as I had the first time. Maxwell, noticing my reaction, reached out his hands to steady me automatically, and I looked up to thank him once again.
The words never got past my lips though, as my gaze travelled up his face, and I found his eyes boring into my soul. His eyes held so many emotions that I couldn't understand all of them in such a quick glance, but the one overshadowing them all, was that of confusion. I wanted to comfort him, so badly, and explain why I was saying all of this, but we just wouldn't work out. And then, the greatest emotion we would both be feeling would be pain.
Be strong, Claudia. I shook my head and took a step back, pulling his hands off me.
"No, I am not lying. You either take my word for it, or you don't, but this isn't going to happen again."
I stated, trying my hardest to make my voice sound strange
"Just stop it Maxwell, please, just stop."
I cursed myself as my voice cracked at the end. How could I act like this wasn't affecting me, when my voice gave me away so easily?
"What we did was wrong! I just want to forget about it."
I stated, walking past Maxwell.
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I don't know why, but I felt disappointed when Maxwell didn't try to stop me. Because, even though he had tried to argue that it wasn't a mistake, I felt like he didn't care, if he was letting 'us' go that easily. No, there was no 'us', and my silly daydreams during that kiss were just that. Silly, and daydreams. I remembered the movies that I used to watch, where the couple would have a massive fight, but in the end, the guy tries to stop her, and then does something ridiculously cheesy, like telling her he loves her for the first time. But I would give anything to be that cheesy couple today. I guess I should know better than to think my life is a fairy-tale.
I entered the academy and started walking up the halls. On the way to my dorm, people kept on staring at me and I wanted to scream. I wanted to scream out loud at how upset I was, and I wanted to scream at the rude people that had never been taught any manners; 'Oh, enough of it already! You know I'm a princess, so why are you looking. At. Me. Like. That?' But I didn't, and couldn't, since I had to be this so-called 'nice, darling princess' to everyone.
Bullshit. I rolled my eyes, ignoring the whispers and started walking up the stairs.
I gritted my teeth. Damn him for being hot. Damn him for being a demon. Damn him for even existing in this world. Argh! Damn Maxwell for playing with my emotions. Damn him for kissing me.
I felt like my head was going to explode.
But you were the one that kissed him first.
I rolled my eyes. Well, he's to blame too! I only kissed him because I wasn't thinking straight. An annoying voice in my head kept on singing 'liar, liar, pants on fire', but I ignored it and entered my dorm. I took off my jacket and threw it on the couch, running a hand through my hair. FinI didn't know what to feel. My thoughts were all over the place and I needed to sort through them before I went mad. I sat down on the couch, and released a deep sigh, my head in my hands. Didn't I just do this, go over everything I was feeling? Because it sure didn't seem like it, with the amount of emotions pulling me in different directions. Should I be happy about the kiss? Upset about what I had to say after it? Or angry that Maxwell let me walk away? Frustrated that Maxwell hadn't realised why I had to say that and not realising it was all a lie?
"You're really stupid, you know that?"