Hey guys!
Sorry I've been away for so long, been uber busy. I know I need to update 'A Leap of Faith' and I will. Soon. This story, though, has been burning a hole in my binder. So here. Also there might be some mistakes since I'm typing this on my iPhone. Thanx!
"Thanks or watching! Be kind to one another! Bye!" Ellen said, signing off of her show. "And thank you so much Maximum Ride for being with us today." I smiled, and after a few farewells, hugs, kisses and adoring fans, I was finally back in my cozy mustang ready to drop asleep anywhere. I started up my car and pulled out of the visitors driveway. With my security cars behind me, I headed for my apartment in Los Angeles. Being on Ellen's show was always fun but extremely tiring. She had made me participate in a game during the show which involved running. Enough said. I'm not saying I'm lazy or anything, I just wasn't in the mood. As I drove into the parking lot of my condos apartment, Neon Trees "Everybody Talks" came on and my beautiful boyfriends voice came on through the radio and straight into my heart. I waited for the song to finish and then headed upstairs to floor 19.
I hummed the song as I showered and changed into my pj shorts an a tank top. I started up a cup of coffee and turned on the tv. I quickly scanned through the channels, but nothing caught my eye. I picked up a book, and curled up on the couch with my coffee. I ended up napping for a few hours and by the time I woke up, "The Late Show" was about to start. Neon Trees were making an appearance and I wouldn't miss it for the world. I watched as Fangs whole group was introduced and interviewed. I watched his smile and expressions as he talked with the host and his band mates. I suddenly had an overwhelming urge to talk to him, to make him smile like that. I missed him so much. We hadn't seen each other in 6 weeks and it was definitely taking its toll on me. I wished he was in LA instead of New York. With me instead of his band. I fished out my cell phone an quickly dialled his number. He might be angry afterwards, but I could deal with that. A couple of seconds later, Fangs phone started ringing on set, on national television. I smirked as he patted his pockets and finally fished it out. He looked at the screen and said "I'm sorry, it's Max." He said with an apologetic expression. "Answer it." Said the host, an amused smile on his lips.
"Hello?". His deep voice rumbled through the receiver and straight into my heart. "Hey," I whispered, surprised at the effect he still had on me. "What's up, Max?" He questioned. "I miss you so much," I said. On television I saw his expression soften, with a small smile lingering on his lips. "I miss you to, baby. " he said and a second later the crowed awwed. I smiled and said "I love you." He laughed on screen and said "I love you to, sweetie." "Okay, that's all I wanted to say and hear, hun. Bye, love you." I said and he replied with "Alright babe, I'll call later, love you, bye." And he hung up. I continued watching the show and waited until after it was done, to order Chinese take-out from a nearby restaurant.
As I looked through the restaurant pamphlet, my phone started to ring. It was Fang. "Hello?" I answered.
"Hi sweetie," said Fangs deep voice.
"Hey, how're you?"
"Good, kinda tired, you?"
"I'm alright. I was watching you on the show. You were good."
"Thanks baby. And thanks for the phone call to, nice to know you're thinking o me."
"I'm always thinking of you." I said with a sigh.
"So am I. So how was your show with Ellen?"
"You, uh, didn't watch it?" I asked, my voice going slightly high at the end of my sentence.
"Uh, no. I had rehearsal. I was going to watch the rerun later."
"Oh. It was good."
"I'm sorry, hun."
"Okay. Well, I'm hungry so I need to go."
"Alright, I love you."
"Yea," I said and quickly hung up.
I blinked away the tears forming at the brim of my eyes. This was stupid. So what if he didn't watch it? Why did I care so much? Well, yea because Ed my boyfriend but I'm overreacting. Gosh, I hated this. We had been dating for ten months and yet, things were still hard to get used to.
Every damn day, it was so hard. So, so hard, not being able to see him, not havering him hold me, no good night kisses. Yea, we constantly texted an phone-called and skyped and facebooked but it wasn't the same. At all. I wanted to spend time with him and wake up beside him but it felt like neither of us got a break. We haven't seen each other in 6 weeks.
I pulled out my phone an called Taylor, my manager. I quickly cleared my weekend, booked a flight for New York City on Friday and double-checked my 10:00 on "The Late Show" on Monday. Me and Fang would spend the weekend together. I ordered my food and watched an episode of "The Walking Dead". I was about to start the next episode, when my phone buzzed. A text from Fang.
F: You looked beautiful today, just like every other day :)
Ha. Sweet. I replied with a "Call me," and started putting away the take-out containers. A moment later my phone started to ring and I quickly answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey," said Fang. "Uh hey, I just wanted to apologize for before. Sorry about that, it's just, you said you were gonna watch it so I kinda dressed up in your favourite colour." I babbled. "Hun, it's fine. I'm sorry about not watching it. You looked beautiful." He said. I blushed an said "Thanks. Also I was gonna tell you that since we haven't seen each other in 6 weeks, I cleared my weekend so I could spend it with you. I have an interview on Monday, anyways." "Sweetie..." He said hesitantly. "What's wrong?" I questioned. "I'm going to Miami for the charity thing on Thursday morning. Remember, I told you." He said. "Well, yeah but I thought you'd be back on Friday." I whispered. "We won't be back till next Friday." "Oh." He said "Yea, we're going earlier to set up, but the actual thing is on Sunday." "But I haven't seen you in so long" I said, longing evident in my voice. "I know baby, trust me I know. But we can't right now." It was quiet for a few moments. "Okay, can I still stay at your place?" I asked. "Of course." "Okay, bye Fang." I said. "Bye Max."
I threw my phone on the couch and stomped to my room. I fell onto my bed an screamed into my pillow. And screamed. And screamed.
Then I started to cry.
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