Like Real Mad

Maverick stared intently at Queshia, who is currently sleeping beside her. He didn't know what possessed him to stay and sleep at her house. Maybe he just wants to be with her, or maybe he just does not want her to be alone tonight, and maybe it's time for him to admit that his heart beats for this woman, and hers alone. And that no matter how hard he tries not to fall for her, and to forget his feelings...he just can't seem to do it. He can even feel that he's falling deeper and deeper if that was even possible for him. He fell asleep beside her that night. He didn't even think about that, what if he got her pregnant? They're still studying for Pete's sake!

"Hey...wake up...you better go home...thank you for staying though..." Queshia said with a smile while watching Maverick yawn.

"Mhmm...what time is it?" Maverick asked sleepily.

"4:30am...you said you'll be hanging out with your friends today...my parents will be arriving soon...so...you better go home...text me when you get home ok? Love you." she replies smiling.

"Ok...but what about what happened yesterday? Aren't you afraid that you'll get pregnant?" Her asked while getting ready to go home.

"Of course I'm afraid, but because I'm afraid, I know when it's safe ok? So don't worry...enjoy the birthday party...you sure there won't be ladies coming along? I know your friends..." she asked suspiciously while eyeing him, trying to see if he would lie.

"That's good to hear...love you...lock everything up once I got out ayt? And yeah...I can assure you there won't be...but if in case there will be...I'll tell you and go home right away...you ok with that?" he said not realizing how comfortable he felt assuring her with his words.

"Mm-hmm...it's good enough...bye!" She laughed as she closed the door.

The day went on smoothly. Night came and Maverick called Queshia that they'll be drinking and will be having a sleepover.

"Hey hon, we're drinking right now...can you hear them? I'll send you a pic later to assure you that we're all men..." Maverick said sounding like he had been drinking for awhile now.

"Alrighty then cowboy...enjoy your boys night out...we're gonna eat dinner already...have fun!" she replies happily.

"Ok! Love you! Bye!" he said before hanging up.

"Heard that dudes? She told me to enjoy! How bout you ey? Your girlfriends doesn't even know you are drinking right now!" Maverick told his friends proudly.

"Shut up! You're just whipped!" Charlie retorted

"Am not!" Maverick denied while texting Queshia he misses her.

The night went well while they're making fun of Ryan. He then received a text from Queshia letting him know that she's going to bed. He called her awhile later after reading it.

"Hey...you sleepy?" he asked, a little drunk already.

"Uhm...not really...are you still drinking?" she asked in return.

"No...we're kind of making fun of Ryan, he's pretty drunk I tell you...he vomited on the door of the bathroom! Then he almost fell asleep inside while trying to clean his mess..." he was explaining then Josh suddenly spoke in the background.

"Hey help us out Maverick! Who you talking to men? Another chick?"

"F*ck you! it's Queshia! I don't have another chick a-hole!" he shouted back at Josh.

"Sorry...that was Josh...I miss you...I love you...wishing you were here..." he explained sounding a bit drunk already.

Maverick kept on blabbing about this and that and it amused Queshia. They've been talking to each other the whole night, not realizing that it's already three in the morning.

"Hey...your friends are already complaining...let's go to sleep ok? It's almost 4am honey..." Queshia said yawning.

"Ok...ok...goodnight...sleep well...dream of me ok? Love you!" Maverick replied half-heartedly, since he really does not want to hang up yet.

"Yeah...good mornight...you too...sleep well...love you too..." She said trying to stop the butterflies in her stomach.

Queshia slept smiling, so did Maverick. They were happier after that. Not until summer break came. Maverick decided to shift majors, thus rendering him to take summer classes to catch up. He made that choice because of his parents. It's either he shifts his major, or he transfers to a university nearer to their house - the University where his crazy stalker of an ex, is currently at. Queshia doesn't know about this yet, all she knows is that he's taking summer classes and that he shifted to another major.

One day they were hanging out at her new house. It was only the three of them - both of them and her younger brother. Maverick went to the bathroom and left his phone. Queshia couldn't help but look at his phone when it vibrated letting her know he received a text message.

"I already sent you the requirements for transfer at our school...you can check your email. I decided to shift courses...I kind of copied yours...text me again soon ok?" She read, and saw that it was from his ex. She got gloomy after, and waited for Maverick to come out.

"Hey! What's with the face? I was only gone for a little while...missed me?" Maverick teased as he sat back beside Queshia.

"I...uhm...you have a text...from your ex?" she responded blankly.

"Oh..." he read the text and faced Queshia after and explained "I only texted her because my parents wanted me to transfer schools and it was a lot easier making her do it instead of me going to her school. I didn't want to see her...but! I managed to bargain that I'll just shift majors...so...that's why I'm here...at least I could spend my summer with you right? I'm sorry...it won't happen again..." he explains as he cradled her.

"If you put it that way...ok...I'll cook lunch for you and deliver it to you tomorrow during your lunch break...is that alright?" she asked warily.

"It's beyond alright honey...so...you've been eyeing my jersey for awhile now...do you want it?" Maverick asked changing the topic.

She nodded quickly with a smile.

"Then it's all yours honey!" he chuckled and pinched her cheeks.

After hanging out, he went home already. Queshia excitedly put on Maverick's jersey, which looked like a dress to her, and snapped photos, and posted it online.

Lenny, being the stalker that she was, saw the pictures, and saw the jersey Queshia was wearing. After being together with Maverick for almost a year, she was hurt. She's been asking him to give her that same jersey for such a long time! But just like that! He gave it to her instead! To HER! When they've only been what? Almost three months together? She was furious! So she texted him.

"Why did you give her that Jersey?! I wanted that! I asked you for that like a lot of times!" Lenny texted Maverick

"She's my girlfriend. I can give her anything I want, especially if it's my belongings. You have no say in that!" He replied smugly

"But weren't I your girlfriend too? When I asked for that, many many many times! Why didn't you give it to me?" she replied obviously hurt.

"Well maybe I just didn't care about you and loved you the way I do with her. Hell, I don't even think I ever did! I may have liked you a lot, but I don't think it went beyond that for it to be called love. So will you stop stalking the both of us? Will you stop texting and chatting me? Move on! It's not even my fault we split up!" Maverick replied angrily.

She stopped replying after reading his text.

The next day, as planned, Queshia cooked him lunch. She went to school and waited for him at the garden. They were eating together, and Queshia went to the washroom for awhile, and she was walking back to Maverick when suddenly, a guy, a classmate of Queshia's, approached her and asked if she was also taking summer classes. Even though it was just a friendly act, Maverick, having his past and who just had a chat with his ex remembering everything that had happened to him, and being possessive and all, didn't like it one bit. He got mad. Like really mad.