Disclaimer: I do not own Max ride. Or You belong to me by Taylor swift.
Fang POV
"Lissa, chill it was just a joke!" I said calmly into the phone Even though I was thoroughly annoyed. The flock and I were in Virginia and I was dating Lissa, Max wasn't dating anyone. I don't know why it matters, though, I mean she's like a sister to me I wouldn't care if she was in a relationship.
"Yeah it does matter, Nick!" Lissa snapped, "That hurt!" I rolled my eyes, when I heard music blasting from Max's room.
You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
Huh. Ironic. "Look Lissa I gotta go." I hung up and went to Max's room. The door was opened a bit so I peeked inside. Max was inside, her damp hair pulled into a bun with a few strands of perfect blonde hair hanging around her face, wearing shorts and a tank top. She was dancing to the rhythm, and singing along.
I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
True, Lissa will never know what happened before I came here. She'll never truly know everything there is to know about me, not even the flock does, only Max.
But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts
She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
Max swished her hips in beat to the song, her movements graceful. The song was right though, Lissa wasn't like Max. But what does she mean 'What you're looking for has been here the whole time'?
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?
You, you belong with me, you belong with me
Max is the only one that understands me… but lately I been so busy with Lissa, I haven't really talked to her. She must think I'm mad or something. But does she mean what I think she means? 'You belong with me'? No, that's not possible, Max is my SISTER. Right…?
Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey, isn't this easy?
And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say you're fine, I know you better than that
Hey, what ya doing with a girl like that?
Yeah, the park. That was like when we were close… When we first got here, before school started. And ever since I've started dating Lissa I haven't really smiled that much, I was just frustrated and irritable, lashing out at everybody especially Max. Last week I yelled at her so loud to leave me alone she actually flinched. I yelled at my best friend, all because of Lissa who frankly I had no idea why I was dating. Where the hell did she get this song?
She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's Cheer Captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see?You belong with me
Max was dancing so amazingly I couldn't tear my eyes away. She just looked so beautiful. Even in shorts and a tank with her hair messed up. I really starting to resent this song though, how could it tell so much truth?
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me
Oh, I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry
And I know your favorite songs and you tell me 'bout your dreams
Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me
Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along, so why can't you see?You belong with me
Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time, how could you not know?
Baby, you belong with me, you belong with me
That's true, Max knew me better than she knew herself. She knew every thing about me, she's seen me at my weakest points, made me laugh when I was about to break. Who did I belong with? Ugh, this was so confusing. Lissa, I liked her. But then there's Max…
You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me?
You belong with me
The song ended and I backed away from Max's door, confused as hell. "Don't worry, Fang" Angel said coming out of the bathroom. I just stared at her. "You'll make the right choice." And she skipped away holding Celeste. That's when Max walked out of her room ipod in her ears blasting so loudly I could hear it from a few feet away, she looked at me for a millisecond, shook her head and walked down the hall, leaving me standing there Kind of hurt that she didn't say at least a 'hi' to me. Maybe the song wasn't meant for me, what if it was for iggy?
"It was for you, you moron!" Angel called quietly from her room. I sighed in relief. Then confusion hit me, Max doesn't feel that way about me, does she?
What part of 'you belong with me', Do you not get? Angel mentally shouted in my head. I turned around on my heel and dashed toward the living room to find Max. I raced into the living room and saw Iggy, Gazzy, Nudge and Anne. They were watching 'Home Alone' and were laughing so hard.
"Where's Max?" I asked. Nudge looked at me, tears in her eyes from laughing so hard, "On the roof I think." She answered.
I walked out the front door and flew up to the roof. Max was sitting on a blanket her ipod still in her ears, looking up at stars. Her knees were held tight against her chest with her arms wrapped around them.
The moonlight reflected off of her blond hair making it look like silk. If she noticed me come up she made no move to show that she did. I crossed the roof and sat next to her on the blanket. I silently picked up the Ipod and looked down at the title. 'Don't wanna think about you by simple plan.' Without looking at her I switched the song to 'Apologize by Timberland and One republic.' She frowned, and grabbed the ipod from my hand. She switched the song and rested it back on the floor next to her. I looked down at the title.
'Complicated by avril lavigne.'
Now I frowned and switched the song again. 'My everything by a cursive memory'
She lifted her gaze to meet mine, still frowning, "You don't mean that." She whispered quietly.
I looked at her, trying to decipher what the hell was running through my body.
"Yeah, I do." I whispered back.
She looked away and we stayed silent for a while. "You're torturing me y'know." She said finally.
My eyebrows went up in surprise, "How?"
"You go out with Lissa, Yell at me, treat me like I'm not even your friend anymore, then you come back and tell me that I mean everything to you. I don't know what to think anymore." She whispered.
I cast my eyes downward, she was right of course.
'I didn't know you liked me like that." I said changing the subject.
She rolled her eyes, "I think that kiss on the beach was clue enough." She said. Damn, right again. That's Max: 2 Fang: 0.
"Umm…" I started but she cut me off.
"Look Fang, I really don't wanna deal with this right now, okay? I know you don't feel the same, so can we just skip all the heartbreak and go back to being friends? I feel as If I know nothing about you anymore." Max said.
I looked at her, examining her delicate features. The beautiful features that I've seen everyday of my life and had never appreciated.
"You're wrong." I breathed. "You know everything about me, you still are my best friend so there's nothing to go back to and I do feel the same way."
Her eyes widened but then narrowed a bit, "You're toying with my emotions." She said harshly.
"What makes you think that?" I said questioningly.
She turned and stared at me, well, more of glaring but you get the point. "You're girlfriends downstairs." She snapped flatly before standing up and flying down to her open bedroom window.
"Wait Max!" I called, but the only thing that answered was the whistling of the wind.
A/N Do you like? It was my first sonfic sooo... Anyway , review please. tell me if you want it longer.