You told me things. Things that made me happy. Remember the B+ you told me? My face contorted in different repressed expressions of joy that it looks weird now that I imagine it.But it's long gone now and I'm no longer the person you confide in, not that I'm really upset about it. Really, I'm not. Maybe a tad bit upset but what the hell. It'll be convinient if Blogger provides password-protected entries so I could mention a name. Just one.I can't lie that I'm not missing SKINS a lot. A whole lot. Especially Maxxie and Tony! I want moaarr of the last bit of Episode 6. I just want MORE. I'm really deprived of the sexy MaxxieTony affections-showing. The cig sharing. *_______* I see an indirect mouth to mouth contact over tharr!"We're in Russia. I wanna try something new."Tony, take me to Russia. TAKE ME TO RUSSIA!! *breathe* *wheeze* *wheeze*I still can not believe that Maxxie rejects Tony. Why Maxxie? WHY?? Screw Michelle. Screw her. Bust my brain with that mind blowing manflesh and many many muscle flexing. I get goosebumps recalling that scene.Is it sad that I made a quickie of MaxxieTony? Yes, well, at least it partially quenches my desire for MaxxieTony.`~`~`~“You’re such a fucking idiot. You know, I work all day and I come home to this fucking bullshit?! It’s a mystery why I stay with you, Maxxie.” Tony Stonem, 27, shrieked loudly.
Perhaps he had a bad day at work, Maxxie, 23, thought. “I’m s-sorry, honey—”
“Don’t you ‘honey’ me, you stupid bitch. What the hell were you trying to do?!”
“I-I thought I would m-make you a nice dinner o-or something…”
“Well there is nothing nice about a burning kitchen!”
“It was just the stove!”
“Yeah in my fucking apartment!”
“It’s our apartment!” Maxxie feeling upset now.
“Well, I bought it! And I’ll be paying for the repairs!”
“You made me move out of my own place and quit my job so I can clean up after your messy ass and take all your bullshit!”
SLAP.
Maxxie stumbled towards the ground from surprise, knocking a chair from the kitchen table over, hot tears stinging their way out of his eyes.
“Don’t you ever speak to me like that again! Or I will throw you out. You ungrateful, little bitch.” Tony lowered his hand, smirking down at Maxxie. “What a pitiful sight.”
He pulled the refrigerator door open, pulling out a bottle of beer, slamming the fridge door shut. He twisted the cap off and threw the tiny metal directly right into Max’s sobbing face.
Maxxie waited to hear Tony slam the bedroom door, and the TV to turn on before he slowly got up and sit the chair upright. The tears continued to pour down his face as he cleaned up his failed dinner, and all the dishes.
“It’s probably my fault…we go out for dinner every night for a reason. I’m lucky to have Tone. I’m lucky.” Maxxie thought, feeling remorseful for being such an idiot.
He made his way into the living room, grabbing a fleece throw and curling inside of it on the black leather couch. He knew Tony wasn’t going to come out until morning, so it would be best to not bother him and just sleep on the couch.
Maxxie only wanted to make Tony happy.
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“You know how I feel about you hanging out with those friends with yours. I don’t like them.” Tony snapped, tightening his necktie.
“They wanted to take me out for a lunch for a few hours. I won’t be long at all.” Maxxie tucked Tony’s shirt in for him, smoothing out the creases in the white dress shirt. “You look so handsome!”
“Don’t try to suck up to me.” Tony frowned, smacking Maxxie’s hands away. “Anyway, you better be back before dinner, because if you are late, like last time, I’d rather not even come home. I make time to spend time with you, and you get carried away with your idiot friends and end up coming home late.”
“I was only late once!”
“You were still late.” Tony opened the front door, and was just about to head out when Maxxie shouted, “Wait!”
“What the hell do you want?”
“I love you! Have a good day at work!”
Tony scowled. “You just wasted 3 seconds of my precious time.”
He slammed the door, a picture frame sitting on a table beside the door slamming forward, a twinkle of glass filling the air.
Maxxie sighed and lifted up the frame, revealing spider legs of cracked glass. He stared at the picture, wondering where Tony lost his smiling face. The photo in the frame was of them on a camping trip. Dressed in sweatpants, sweaty faces, dirty t-shirts.
Tony was so happy then.
But Tone is still Tone, Maxxie thought to himself. The Tony he fell in love with.
He pulled the photo out of the expensive silver frame, throwing out the glass. He would have to find a new frame for now.
Maybe Tone will buy him a new one.
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“Ah, it’s great seeing you again! It seems like you don’t have time for your friends anymore!” Maxxie’s best friend, Anwar Kharral said with a mouth full of food.
“It’s so true! Come out with your friends more often! And bring Tony too! I mean, we’ve only met him a few times.” Another good friend, Jal Fazer said, nodding furiously.
“I’m sorry guys, there’s a lot to do at home. Tony is pretty busy with work too. But I’ll ask him to come out with us when he has the time, ok?” Maxxie knew he wasn’t going to.
“Well, alright.” Anwar knew not to talk about Tony too much. Maxxie seemed pretty touchy about the subject. “Oh this salad is amazing!”
Anwar grinned, a large piece of lettuce in his teeth.
“You are so gross.” Jal laughed.
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“Ah, the weather is nice today, isn’t it?” Maxxie took a deep breath of fresh air, letting the sunlight soak his face.
“Definitely. It’s been so rainy and gloomy lately, so this is a nice change.” Jal nodded. “So, what are we going to do now?”
“Ah…Tone is taking me out for dinner tonight…so I think I should head home. I don’t want to be late.” Maxxie said sadly. “I’m sorry, guys. That was a really short meeting.”
“Well…you’re walking home, right? I’ll just give you a ride home, instead.” Offered Anwar, pointing to his car.
“A-Are you sure? My apartment is totally out of your way!”
“Nah. I’m taking Jal home too, so we might as well hang out for a little more.”
“Well…ok…thank you so much!”
“Quit being so formal. We’re best friends.”
“O-Oh! Sorry!” Maxxie smiled sheepishly. He almost forgot what it was like to have good friends. It was like he didn’t know how to act.
He should really convince Tony to let him hang out with his friends more.`~`~`~Not as good as expected but I warned you that it was a quickie. One shots are better and easir to make than a chaptered one. MWAHAHAHA!Someone please break my internet with MaxxieTony. I beg you.Labels: fanfiction, Maxxie, SKINS, Tony, yes I am desperate
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