It's Not You. It's Me.

"What the f*ck are you keep on blabbing about? Who even the hell are you?!" Maverick asked angrily which made the guy squirm, just for him to leave him alone already since he got what he wanted to know already.

"I-I..ah...I'm Prince...I-I was a classmate of your girlfriend at one subject...s-she was always aloof, and unapproachable in class...b-but she looked so calm and happy the other day...so I thought maybe I could finally get to talk to her...but I told you she dismissed me! She told me that she has a boyfriend...and I was curious...and and I told you that I thought she was a lesbian...so, so, I thought she was, you know, lying because when I followed her that day, no one was with her...so I thought maybe she was just trying to avoid me...but a while ago, I saw her write your name on that paper bag and left...I-I ahm...I waited and see who is this Maverick Ibsen guy...I'm sorry man...I just got curious of who got her smiling like that the other day...I didn't mean to pry or something...I.. I just thought of how lucky you are and maybe I just got a little jealous? I really am sorry man" He explained nervously thinking that it was a good thing they're only classmates during Tuesdays and Thursdays.

"No...it's fine...thanks anyway, I was just not in the mood." Maverick replied as he fell in daze while he let the information sink in through his mind again and was thinking of the next steps he could do. He then received a message from Queshia...

"Uhm hey...thanks for taking the paper bag...but I do hope you don't throw that in the trash bin. You could just leave it behind where you saw it if you don't want it and I would take it back. Because it just would be a waste of food if you throw it away." Was what was written on the message, and as he finished reading the text, he realized that she's still out there, but before he could even go out, the professor came in already. The professor was very strict, so he had no choice but to go back to his seat if he wanted to pass. Because now that his summer classes are almost over, he can't be reckless even if he wanted to.

After classes were over, he messaged Queshia.

"Let's meet up at M.I.'s tomorrow after my classes." He replied as he still wanted to seem mad and serious.

Within seconds, he already received a reply.

"Ok..." she also replied shortly, not wanting to make any more mistakes, and still scared of what might happen tomorrow during their meet up.

Queshia stared at her phone for a whole minute before she snapped out of her daze. She was so scared that maybe Maverick would officially break up with her. Thus, she did not sleep well that night.

The next day came, and all she could think about is the meeting she would be having with Maverick. Little did she know, she was already getting ready to meet up with him.

A little while, she finally arrived at M.I.'s. She is 30 minutes early, and that was a good thing because then, she was able to choose the least noticeable corner near the bathroom, thinking that if ever she really got dumped, she could easily run to the bathroom and cry her heart out. She ordered a drink and some fries while she was waiting for her doom.

"Might as well eat my last fries from my fave fast food. Because I'll probably never be able to go back here without reminiscing the soon to be bad memory..." Queshia spoke to herself.

Just as she finished her food, Maverick came in and found her. He had his serious face on. Just looking at him made her want to cry and squirm already.

"Uhm, hey..." Queshia said while she could barely stop her tears just by the sight of him.

Maverick started at her with a straight face and said as serious as he could, "I really thought that we were something, but I'm sorry."

"But, why?...what happened? Can't you tell me the reason? What did I even do wrong?" Queshia started to cry as she could not stop her tears any longer.

"I don't wanna lie. I can't tell the truth. So, it's over, Queshia" he replied seriously with a straight face.

Queshia started to cry nonstop, but as soon as she stood up and was about to go, Maverick pulled her onto his lap and hugged her from her sides.

"I'm sorry...I am just kidding...stop crying please..." As soon as he saw her crying, his heart ached. It was the first time he ever revoked his decision about breaking up. It was also the first time his heart ached so much seeing a girl cry because of him.

"Y-you're kidding?...y-you're not breaking up with me?" Queshia asked with hopeful eyes.

"No silly... Do you want me to? Those were just lines I heard from the movies...I was aiming for the 'it's not you, it's me' line, but it was too common...I'm sorry ok? It won't happen again..." Maverick chuckled as he wiped her tears and let her sit beside him.

"I hate you! You know that?" Queshia slapped his arm, laughing and crying at the same time.

"I'm pretty sure you do not! Haha I know you love me...and so do I...here, eat the sundae...I know it's your favorite..." He pushed the sundae towards her. She didn't even notice that it was there the whole time.

"Yeah. I do love you...thanks..." she told him as she started to eat her dessert, now with no worries.

Maverick explained the misunderstanding to her and apologized, also explaining his past experiences with details he could not tell her before.