Okay, so I don't know what I'm doing here. I just like the song, and I like Maximum Ride, so I figured, why not put the two together? In Fang's POV because...I like seeing his views on stuff.
Enjoyyyy. ;D
Yeah, he's a looker.
But I really think its guts that matter most.
I displayed them for you...
Strewn out about from coast to coast.
I sighed. The raindrops hit my forehead as I flew. It was only drizzling, but I was flying with such velocity that it seemed like a downpour to me.
Max.
Jesus, why was she giving all these mixed signals? I think for a second she likes me, and then she goes and dates this loser. Every time they go out I do this, I fly around in the night sky until my watch reaches the exact time she gets back. Without him there.
Maybe that's why she always ran from me. She doesn't love me like I love her. She just thinks that I'm a friend, a brother...she'll never like me like that. And when I want to get it off my chest, I won't be able to say anything. I'm living in fear of hurting her, hurting myself, all because I'm such an idiot.
I felt it bubbling inside of me, my heart boiling with the want to scream it out into the night and hear it echo off the Colorado mountains.
I am easily make believe.
Just dress me up in what you want me to be.
I'll take back what I've been saying...
For quite some time now.
Maybe if I just told Angel and make her swear not to tell Max. No, I needed to tell her. I needed to get it off my chest, even if she just throws me away or disowns me from the flock.
I screamed. I hovered, letting out all of my rage and anger in a single roar coming from my diaphragm. Near the end, my voice crackled and fizzled, my voice box used up entirely. But I wasn't done yet. I wasn't over Max at all, and I never would be. I had to feel her, I had to touch her, I had to tell her.
I've got to feel you in my bones again
I'm all over you
I'm not over you
I wanna taste you one more time again
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you
I wanted to kiss her again. I didn't care if she ran away again, I wanted to taste her lips like I had before, and I wanted to feel that familiar electric spark whenever our lips brushed. I wanted to feel what it was like when she would feather her wings against mine accidentally. She didn't know the effect it had on me, she didn't know how much it tortured me not to just swoop down in front of her and grab her by the shoulders and shout into her face that I loved her.
I dreamed about her. I wanted to strangle that idiot that said he loved her, that whispered sweet nothings in her ear. I didn't want to admit that I wished I was the one doing it, I wished I was the one who could make her laugh and make her feel loved and adored.
I could feel another scream coming on.
In my daydreams, in my sleep
Infatuation turning into disease
You could cure me, see all you have to do now is please try
Give it your best shot and try
All I'm asking for is love
But you never seem to have enough
And then it was happening. I was screaming "I love you" so loud my own ears hurt and felt as if they would shatter. I heard the rain stop, I heard the town I was flying above be devoid of all noise. People looked up, hoping to see the source of the outburst, but I was so invisible in the night, no one saw.
I saw a single, perfect face look up from the street, the blonde boy next to her ask her what was wrong. I met her beautiful eyes for a fraction of a second that seemed like forever. She looked puzzled for a moment, then realization hit her and she covered her mouth with a pale, indestructible hand.
The blonde kept asking her what was wrong and I wanted to fly down there and tell him myself. She looked up at me again. She was the only one in the crowd that was able to see me against the dark sky, being used to my invisible trick.
"Fang!" was what came from her mouth. It made me shudder with pleasure when she said my name like that.
This life is way too short to get caught up in all this stuff when I just want you to love me back
Why can't you just love me back?
Why can't you just love me back?
"It doesn't mean anything, Max," I shouted down to her, the blonde looking frantically in the sky for the source of my voice, "I don't matter anyway."
I flew faster than a bullet towards our E-shaped home. Tears poured down my face, and I thought it was the rain until I realized the drops had stopped falling a while ago.
My heart was in physical pain, and I almost flew in an opposite direction. But, I felt myself land on the back deck, my feet off balance for a moment. I almost broke the glass door as I swung it open and slammed it shut. Iggy stared in my general direction as he stood holding the fridge open. Angel and Gazzy, sitting at the island eating ice cream, stared at me. Angel looked at me skeptically, but then gasped in shock as she heard my past few events.
"Fang, no..." she whimpered, "It's not true, she loves you!"
"Well then maybe she could show it," I whispered, wishing with all my heart that what Angel said was true.
I've got to feel you in my bones again
I'm all over you
I'm not over you
I wanna taste you one more time again
I heard the glass door slam shut again and I looked. Max stood there, her arms held limply by her side, tears streaming down her face.
"Fang..."
She lunged at me and wrapped her arms around my waist. I stood there like a rock.
"Fang, I'm sorry."
I stayed silent.
"Fang, please."
I began to push her away, before she spoke again.
"I love you, too!"
Why can't you just love me back?
Why won't you just love me back?
Why can't you just love me back?
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