Biology used to be his favorite class only because he had Liz as a lab partner
Biology used to be his favorite class only because he had Liz as a lab partner. Now he couldn't muster up enough enthusiasm for it all. Being Liz's partner now was pure torture. It was hard to stand next to her and not want to wrap his arms around her or kiss her. She always smelled wonderful and it tempted beyond words. He mumbled to himself as he opened the door. There she was at their usual spot getting their area ready. He walked reluctantly over to her, watching her work.
She looked up and over to him, meeting his gaze for a brief moment before looking down at her pad in front of her. He sat down beside her wondering what to say if anything. He knew he should back away from her and the relationship that he wanted. His eyes raked the room not wanting to look at her.
"Max… There's something we have to talk about."
He blinked in surprise, not expecting that at all. He finally looked at her warily. "What about?"
"I can't say it here. Everyone is supposed to meet at the Crashdown after closing."
He tried not to show his disappointment. He thought she wanted to talk about what was between them, but it was just wishful thinking. He gave her a curt nod, turning to start up their lab. He thought he couldn't feel any worse than he was but he was proven wrong. Was it worth all the pain?