Chapter 3
Max P.O.V
I jump off of him as fast as I can and back up against the wall. Dylan comes in and before our or my very unwelcome guest can get up he kicks him in the side and the guy roles over with a moan. "No!" I shriek and cover my mouth horrified of the sound I made. Dylan looks at me and then back. He steps back "Oh god." Dylan whispers and comes to my side as Gazzy and Nudge run for the guy on my floor "Fang!" nudge squeals and wraps her arms around his neck. "I should beat the crud out of you for scaring us like that but I think Max did I pretty good job." she says and stands up. Fang slowly rises from the ground and walks up to Iggy. They do that weird handshake that turns into a pat on the back and I stand there still in shock. I mean WTH is he doing here? And where is his group of freaks? Did Maya take over and kick him out? Either way it doesn't matter he shouldn't be here. Should he? "Dude your bleeding red blood," Iggy says "and dude its all over your shirt." Fang looks down at his shirt has blood on it. His lip is split and blood is running down his chin. Good I think Try and kiss your "different" me now! Iggy and Fang go into the guys room Iggy saying something about getting his shirt back before he leaves again and Gazzy following close behind. "Max," my gaze flips to Nudge "Yea?" I say and she throws me a clean shirt. "You have blood on your shirt to." She bends down to pick up something Me and Fang knocked over "I'll clean this up while you get his blood off of you," she looks at me "and clean your face too blood is so out of fashion." she jokes and I cant help but smile. "Okay." I agree and head to the bathroom. I hear Dylan behind me but I don't stop him for following me. I go in the bathroom and slide off the top with the blood on it. I was lucky the blood didn't bleed through to my tank top. I slip on the brown shirt nudge gave me and grab a rag from under the sink. Dylan comes in and closes the door only leaving a crack. I turn on the water and wet the cloth. "Why is he here?" he asks his voice startling me. "I don't know." I say and start to rub at the blood off my face. Dylan comes up behind me and spins me around to face him. The anger as left his face replaced by mischief as he grabs my waist and picks me up and places me on the bathroom counter. He takes the rag from my hands and wipes the last bit of blood off my cheek. "I could have done that." I say and take the rag throwing the rag into the sink. When I turn back to him his face is only inches from mine. He leans in and his lips touch mine. Then every though I have of Fang and My parents and Angel slip away as my arms slid around his neck.