Yo! This is my first Max Ride fanfic, so if it sucks, feel free to tell me!!! FYI, all my stories will be Fax, cuz is there really anyone else Max belongs with? It gets kinda intense, but I think you'll like it. Every chapter is POV Max unless otherwise specified.

My Favorite Mistake - Title not positive

Chapter One

The Mistake Takes Place

My God. I sat up, eyes wide of shock. It happened. I couldn't believe it. I wanted to laugh. I wanted to cry. I wanted Fang to get his ass over here so I could feel safe. But wait a darn minute. You have no idea what I'm rambling about. Let me back up a little bit.

ONE DAY EARLIER!!!

"You're late."

"Fang stepped out of the shadows, eating an apple. He was dressed in black, as usual, and his face looked like a lumpy plum pie. But his eyes shone as he came toward me, and then I was running to him over the sand, my wings out in back of me.

We smashed together awkwardly, with Fang standing stiffly for a moment, but then his arms slowly came around me, and he hugged me back. I held him tight, trying to swallow the lump of cotton in my throat, my head on his shoulder, my eyes squeezed shut.

"Don't ever leave me again," I said in a tiny voice.

"I won't," he promised into my hair, sounding most un-Fang-like. "I won't. Not ever."

I nearly laughed remembering the day. It seemed like so long ago now, as I laid beside Fang, with Iggy supervising the littler kids.

And I felt like laughing again when I realized it was quite a long time ago. Two years ago, actually. That's right. Now I'm 16. Old enough to have my drivers' license! Now when we steal cars, I can legally drive them! Yippee!

Fang and I had been watching a movie together. Actually, we'd been kissing during the movie, so I suggested we start it over and actually watch it. We were watching Click, which we'd bought from Costco on a mega movie sale. Still, even as we were actually interested into the movie, we were so close, I felt his every move. We couldn't help it. When I was 14, I knew I loved Fang just as much as I loved the rest of the flock. Now, I was positive I loved him just as much as I loved the rest of the flock, but in a different way. A sexier, more content way.

The movie ended. Fang used the remote to shut off the TV and looked at me. I looked back, feeling our dark eyes connecting as they had many times before. I breathed quietly, my heartbeat quickening. Without my noticing, both of our faces became closer. Our lips closed the space as we kissing.

His hands found their place on my back. Mine found their place on his neck. He kissed me intensely until we broke apart only quick enough to take a couple deep breaths.

There came a knock on the door. "Yeah," Fang said, still kissing me. I was inwardly surprised at his abilities to multitask. Kissing and talking at once? That takes skill, man!

The person at the door knocked twice more and then said our secret codeword. That told me it was one of the flock. I immediately broke off of Fang. Both of us gasped for breath. "Come in," I managed to say, moving to a less-suspicious position on the motel room bed than I was. I also noticed Fang's shoulders drop as I moved away.

Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy and Angel all came in. "Just wanted to let you know we're back," he told us. Fang and I nodded impatiently. The Flock, by now, were used to this. They rolled their eyes (well, not Iggy, of course) and went to the second hotel room we had rented.

I moved back to Fang and lay on his chest. His hands were on my back. I felt safe, protected.

Oh, now, you know safety isn't your thing, the Voice chimed in.

I knew I hadn't been free of the Voice. But a girl can dream, can't she? Go away, Jeb, I thought in reply.

This can't last, Jeb informed me, you're forgetting your duties.

My current duty is to myself, I thought back to him..

You're actually like a child, Jeb snapped.

So what? I said, I'm sixteen and – newsflash! – I'm not a child! I'll be a freakin' avian-human hybrid hero tomorrow! Now I'd like to be with my boyfriend!

Peachy, Jeb said sarcastically.

"You're quiet," Fang noticed.

"Not in my head," I told him.

"Talkin' with The Voice?" he asked.

"Yip," I said, "go ahead and call the insane asylum. I'm already expecting Jeb to kill me when I see him again. He's been annoying me for days, telling me I'm getting too obsessed…preoccupied. Sometimes I wish the Voice didn't listen in on everything I say, do, hear or want to say, do or hear."

"Quite the speech writer tonight," Fang laughed.

I laughed with him. So what, Jeb, I thought, I'm acting like a child, but don't you want a child to be happy? Well, I am! Over the moon, jumping for joy, so incredibly happy! GET OVER IT!!!! Jeb didn't answer me, of course, but I received the satisfaction I'd been hoping for.

And – yay! – it just kept getting better! Fang and I continued to kiss. And kiss. And kiss and kiss and kiss until we couldn't kiss anymore. And then we kept on kissin'!

We didn't break apart until I was so lightheaded, I felt like I would pass out. Our eyes locked, and I felt weak, possibly from lack of oxygen to the brain and possibly from the feeling Fang had been giving me lately. This stomach-turning, hold-me-before-I-die-of-NotenoughFangitis feeling.

Our dark eyes remained locked until we both felt OK again, a good two or three minutes (thank you speedy recovery bird genes!!!) and we kissed again.

This span of kissing lasted twenty minutes. At that point, Fang buried his head in my hair, right by my ear. He then whispered five words that shocked me so much, my mouth fell open. I shut it and thought back on what he said. Had I heard him right? I think he said, "Max, do you want to?"

Did I want to, though? My initial answer was no, mainly because I heard it hurts bad a girl's first time. But as I thought, I realized I did. I was old enough, I guess. And I really loved Fang. In fact, I couldn't see myself with anyone else. Never would I ever be with anyone else. Ever.

Taking a deep breath in, I whispered my response. I felt all his muscles tense up in anticipation and was shocked when I felt mine stiffen, too. Ooh, boy.

FAST FORWARD

So, there you have it. The morning after we…you know…one of us freaked out and that same one of us pushed the other out the door.

No, it wasn't me! Why would you think such a thing?!

Yes, it was me, OK? I freaked out!

Which puts me where I am now, lying face down on the bed, not wanting to come up. So many things were running through my head now. Here, I'll tell you them!

What if I get an STD?! No, I can't. Fang was a virgin, too…Was…Oh, shit! What would the others think?! No, I'd never tell them! But what if Fang told?! No, he wouldn't.

At this point, Fang walked in, sending a shiver down my spine (a good one, not a bad one). He sat on the bed beside me. Neither one of us stared the other in the eyes.

"We need to go," he said quietly.

"OK," I said.

"Now," he said, "or else we have to pay a late fee."

"Sure. Do the others know?" I asked, instantly wanting to rephrase my question.

Fang stared at me with eyes that said "No, you dummy! I'm not telling them!"

"About leaving," I clarified. He nodded. I sighed and said, "You know, Angel will find out anyway. One poke into my mind and, boom. Our secret's out."

"Max, we need to talk about this," he said. Whoa. Out of the blue, much?

"No," I said firmly.

"No?"

"I mean, not now," I told him, "Give it time. I need to think about this."

"Later?" he asked.

"Later." He nodded and we left the motel.

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