hey guys! this is a challenge created by thebaywindows on tumblr and basically it's celebrating all ur ship's events that you never got to see that you wish were canon, so i will be doing it for lucaya.

one - how your otp gets together

Maya squeezed her eyes shut. She had pushed him away, she had tried to forget. He wasn't allowed to just walk right in again and - and change everything. It wasn't fair. He didn't get to speak to her like that anymore, he wasn't allowed to look at her like that. He couldn't make her believe him again. She knew how this story ended, how it always ended. How it ended in Texas, on New Years, at the ski lodge.

Their story always ended with almost, and it always hurt. She just wanted to chase after a someday with Josh, she knew it would never work out, but she was content with it. She was okay with it. Why couldn't he let her have that?

Maya slid down the lockers. She'd make up art class later. She just needed to get away from everything.

"Maya!" She heard Lucas say, jogging down the hall towards her. She groaned. Just what she needed right now. "Are you okay?"

"I really don't wanna talk right now, Lucas."

"We don't have to talk." He sat down next to her, and Maya bit her lip.

"I mean, I don't want to talk to you." She refused to look at him. He was quiet for a bit.

"Did I… do something wrong?" Maya didn't know how to answer him. Because, no, he didn't do anything wrong. He chose Riley, like he was supposed to. And then, when Riley broke up with him, he took it really well. But didn't he make some sort of mistake? Shouldn't he have fought for her? Isn't that what he was supposed to do? All these questions were making her head hurt.

"I feel like everything's a little wrong right now."

"Uh… okay. I don't really know what that means," he said, and Maya wanted to scream, he was being so nice.

"Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden? We haven't spoken for months." There was another long silence. Maya grit her teeth, just wanting to get the band-aid ripped off so she could carry along with her miserable life.

"Because… I guess I made a mistake. You know, you haven't called me huckleberry since the ski lodge." Maya shrugged. She didn't want to answer him, she didn't want to say anything. But eventually, things had to be spoken between them. They couldn't carry on like this.

"You know why I used to call you nicknames, right? You know what they were for. We can't do that anymore. We're not like that anymore."

"Can't we be?" Maya swallowed her heart back down in her chest.

"What are you saying?"

"You told me you didn't want a nice guy. Did you mean that or did you just think you didn't deserve one?" Maya blinked. It had been a while since anyone had seen through her so easily.

"I guess… It's just not what I'm supposed to be like, you know? I'm Maya," she said, as if that explained anything.

"Yeah, but you're not supposed to be anything. How do you feel? Like, really, how do you feel? Because I know how I feel." Maya sucked in her breath, trying to look away from him and finding herself unable.

"I feel like… like I want to be with you, but I know it's dumb and I know it's over and I know we messed everything up so let's just forget it so I can finally move on, okay?"

"I don't wanna forget," he said, and Maya felt her heart clench.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that you're the best thing that ever happened to me. And I never want to lose you. And I know that I did lose you this year. I want this. I want this with you. I'm all in if you are."

Maya wanted to cry, he looked so nervous. She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak so she grabbed his hand and squeezed it, hoping that said everything she couldn't.