Pairings: Maxxie/James; very, very minor Maxxie/Jez
Setting: Just after the end of Skins, Season 2, after Maxxie, James, and Anwar leave from Bristol for London. And yes, this is a minor crossover of Britannia High and Skins, with most emphasis placed on the latter.
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After weeks of practice on stage, the opening night had arrived faster than expected. Anwar, who was now working at the nearest mosque to their building, was now pulling his own weight towards paying the rent and James, who knew much more about bikes than let on during Season 2, had been promoted to manager.
James and Anwar had gotten balcony seats, completely free of charge. Each had a drink in hand, James a coke and Anwar an alcohol-free beer—he was still trying to be a better Muslim. The show was about to begin; they were surrounded by complete darkness with the exception of the front stage lights and the light coming from the pit.
And suddenly, it began. The show was a combination of expressive dance and modern dance, built completely around the emotion: passion. The boy known as Jez was one of the first out on stage with three others, none of them Maxxie; in the program it stated that Maxxie would be in the second, third, fifth, and seventh (last) dances.
"Calm down, mate," Anwar said, noting James' reddening cheeks, always a sign that he was pissed about something.
James said nothing.
"C'mon, James. If he had done something Maxxie 'woulda told you. I know him."
"I know that, Anwar. I just…"
"You're just protective, I know. Maxxie can handle himself. He saved my life, remember?"
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"I'm 'gonna go see if he needs any help carrying anything," James said, leaving Anwar by the doorway as he entered the dressing room. He made his way to the section where Maxxie's station was located to see Jez standing right in front of his boyfriend.
"So what're you doing afterwards?" Jez asked the blond, Maxxie packing his bag while facing the other blond.
"Probably going out to celebrate a job well done," Maxxie said with his killer smile.
"Mind if I tag along?"
"Jez…it's not that I don't think you're a cool bloke, it's just that my b—" Maxxie was interrupted as Jez smashed his warm lips against Maxxie's, his tongue entering Maxxie's mouth.
But before the kiss could last two seconds, Maxxie shoved Jez off him. "What the fuck, mate? I have a boyfriend, Jez. Maybe you should find out before you do that to a bloke!"
James, who had been watching, stormed out with a bright red face. Yes, he was smiling on the inside that Maxxie had resisted so easily but still, Jez just pissed him off.
Maxxie shoved his things in his duffle as quickly as he could. Jez walked up behind Maxxie and placed a hand on his shoulder, which Maxxie shoved off. "Maxxie, I…I'm sorry." Maxxie looked him in the eye and nodded before leaving.
The cab ride home was completely silent.
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"Anwar, I need the room," Maxxie said, tossing his duffle into the closet. Anwar quickly took his leave as James and Maxxie sat face to face, James on their bed and Maxxie on Anwar's. "James, something happened in the dressing room. You were right about J—"
James lurched forward and landed on Maxxie, his tongue deep into Maxxie's mouth. "Don't say his name. I know…I saw." The brunette smiled. "I love you."
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Author's Note: I wrote this because I really miss Maxxie and want to see what happens to him and James after Season 2. Oh, I just wanted to say, also, that, no, I'm not going to turn Anwar into this villain or James into this guardian…Maxxie can hold his own.
Also, now that Jez is in the picture I'd like to ask people to not hate him…if you were him you'd want Maxxie too ^,^
I apologize, I know this chapter is kinda short. I just really wanted to get to the best part…in the next chapter! XD
Please, R&R and if anyone has any good suggestions about improving my 'British' lemme know. AND STAY TUNED…THERE'S MORE TO COME!
