Rolan had an escape plan in mind. The moment Mao said he did not want Rolan there, he was going to pull out his phone like he had gotten a text. He was then going to frown at it, stand up and say he was needed back at the dorms. He was then going to take the pizza, thanking Jaden again and saying he'd return the dish later. It was the perfect plan to get him out of there, and, hopefully, not look like a total douchebag to Jaden, who had been nice to him, considering this fucked up situation.
But then, nothing had been going right for him since he got drunk enough to try dancing with one of his boy crushes. Ever since then, it had all been going wrong. What. The. Fucking. Hell.
His brows furrowed, not at all happy with what Mao said in return. Jaden. He was worried about hurting Jaden's feelings. That was the only reason he had for Rolan staying? And what the hell was this emotion showing its ugly head? He clenched his jaw.
Then he was rubbing his face with his hands and leaning back in the bench seat as the song ended. Add to that a groan as Jaden spoke. This was seriously a screwed up, awkward as hell situation. Well, Mao wasn't going to talk, obviously. "No, Jaden, stay. You seem to be the only one he likes enough to keep his voice at a civil level when around," he finally said, hands lowering from his face.
Standing up, he looked down at Mao. "Jaden asked me if I kissed you because I was drinking before you got here, I told him it wasn't. I kissed you because I wanted to, I danced with you because I was drunk, and I'm a craptastic dancer, otherwise there was no way in hell I would have danced with anyone. You said you heard the guys talking, well they were ragging on me, because it is their personal goal in life to embarrass the fuck out of all their friends, and they figured the first time I made moves on a guy was perfect fodder for that. And yes, it was a goddamn accident that you walked into my field, because despite your ignoring me the last thing I'd want is for you to get hurt."
He looked over at Jaden, face turning from earnest and pissed off to apologetic. "Thanks for trying, but I'll take the pizza to go and return the dish tomorrow." He was rushing on through, why? Because he was a goddamn coward and wanted out of there before something happened that he'd regret. Like... Mao finally finding exactly what he wanted to say. Go figure that sultry little Asian he'd danced with had a vicious mouth on him as well.