AN. Hi this is my first wholly romantic story so please review. Any stories you want me to read, please message me and ask me to.

Max POV

I rested my head on Fang's chest. His rhythmic breathing relaxed me, and with his arms wrapped affectionately around me, I felt safe, like nothing and no-one could hurt me.

It was Iggy's watch with Gazzy by his side so we didn't have to worry about the flock. But we didn't expect anything. England is so quiet, so peaceful and safe.

I'll explain.

The American government made a pact with the English government, we (the flock) would live in England, be the English government's problem and the American's would never have to worry about us again, except to pay us £1000 a month for food and home and so on. The English had to provide any extra money we needed. This lasted for 10 years. Now we are free. Free to fly and free to live, free to eat and drink, free to do as we want. Finally.

Tonight we camped out in a park, but I think the flock need a house or home. I would buy an actual house – courtesy of the latest Maximum Credit Card – but I'm not technically old enough. 15 years is too young, but, maybe next year...I'll think about that later.

But back to reality.

I was still lying on Fangs chest, while he stroked my hair. I can't remember exactly how we got to be like this but I think was something like:

Flashback

Fang and I were flying, playing games, racing and laughing. Suddenly Fang crept (as best as you can creep in mid air) up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I knew this game, I had to free myself.

"Oof, ah, oh come on Fang, I'm tired, give me a break." I was a bit tired and couldn't be bothered to play any more.

"Ok, there's a clearing near the flock, we'll rest there for a bit."

We landed gently, because Fang still held my waist, lovingly and protectively. He let go for a minute and leant against a tree, so I leant next to him and held his hand.

"Max, oh Max. You don't how long I've waited to do this. I didn't want to while the flock were there, but now we're alone..."

What? I thought. I was confused, then I realised I'd held his hand, whoops, my subconscious rules me sometimes.

Then, before I could think anymore, I was staring into Fangs beautiful eyes and our lips touched. It was nothing more than a brush of the lips, but it made me want more. I realised, all this passion I'd felt for him, all this anger I'd felt when he was hurt, it was because I loved him. So I returned the kiss. Just a little kiss, but it got longer and more loving. He put his hands on my waist and I put my hand on the side of his head and around his shoulder.

Oh, I thought, why can't this moment last forever?

We took a breath and smiled at each other.

"Shouldn't we get back; I mean the flock will be worri...oooh, that's nice." I started but Fang interrupted my by starting to kiss my neck, working up my neck, and up my face to my lips, before pushing me against the tree and kissing me passionately. I ran my hands through his hair and kissed back just as hard.

We took a breath again, but heard a giggle, then a shush and a "What? What? What are they doing?" We spun sideways to find some small (well small-ish and not all of them), annoying spectators.

"Erm...hi Max?" Iggy was the only one who could speak; the others couldn't control their laughter.

"Hello Iggy." My voice was so acidic it practically burnt through the air.

"Sorry Max, I tried to stop them, I really did, but nudge said she'd seen you land somewhere and that we should go and check you were Ok. I tried to take them away when we saw you but...well, sorry."

"It's Ok Iggy." Fang said. He wasn't red, he hadn't even let me go. He was cool and collected. While I was all red, flustered and hot. But to show how much we loved each other, I kissed him, purposefully and passionately, that got the flock going.

"Oi, you two, get a room. I may be blind but I can hear that from here!" You can guess who that was can't you.

"Look, we'll be back at camp. See you there...?" said Iggy

Fang broke off for a minute, "Tomorrow."

"And if we need you?"

"Shout for us, Ok? Now scoot." And with that Fang went back to me, and we carried on as before for about an hour.

Slowly, I remembered my tiredness and started to weaken my hold on Fang. He broke off. "Are you tired?" He asked.

"Yup." I nodded.

"Do you want to head back to camp?"

"Yup." I was so tired, Fang carried me back to camp and we lay down together.

End flashback

I drifted off into sleep. I was so tired.

AN. Please review. This is a wholly romantic story. Unless I really feel like it there won't be much action etc. please do not message me asking me to do things like that.