Authors note
Heyyy max ride fans!This is my first fan fiction, and I hope you will all love it, I won't write the next chapter until I get at least 5 good reviews for it. No part of this story has any reference to taylor swift, sorry .ENJOY!
Maxes P.O.V.
Fang, I see his picture by my bed, and then I can't take it anymore; it's been over two years.
Now, At 17, I live with my mom, Ella, Gazzy, Angel, Nudge, Iggy, and Total. Yes…my mom was awesome enough to let the others stay with us, including Fang. But he left me when we were 15. I don't know why, but tonight, I felt like he was very close. I acted on impulse, opened the window, jumped out, and flew off into the night. Mom would understand, I hope. But hey, when you have freakin wings, "grounding" is out of the subject.
Fangs P.O.V.
Max, for days now, I've been thinking about her, yearning for her. I wondered if she was thinking about me right now.
I needed to see her right away, sure it's been two years and all, let's just hope she want me back just as much as I want her back. Let's just hope she's right where I left her. Flying out the window crying, in her second floor window at her house in Arizona. Well I hope she's not crying. It takes a lot for one of us to cry. And I just hated to see her upset. Let's see, I'm in California, so I should be there in about2 maybe 3 hours. Knowing Max, she's somewhere out flying, and so I will be there before her. But should I really go back? I'm gonna have to go with yes.
Max, I'm almost there, just don't move. I thought. Max. Through the night, she's all I can think of. All I can see, her voice all I can hear in the wind. The feel of her lips under mine. Max.
Maxes P.O.V.
Finally free. Have you ever flown? Doubt it. Well it's really hard to explain, like the only way to understand it is to feel it. Kind of like love. Sorry, I got Fang in my head. Anyways, Flying is like nothing else. Like you're free from the world, and nothing can hold you back. The night was beautiful, no clouds, or birds, and it was a full moon. Too bad Fang wasn't here. God damn it! Why the hell do I keep thinking about him? It's been two freakin years for crying out loud, why do I start thinking about him now! I haven't thought of him this much since…since he left. Anyways, I think I'll fly home now, it's about 3 AM, god, let's hope mom isn't awake. With my back towards the moon, I fly home, my thoughts going back to Fang.
Fangs P.O.V.
Sweet, there it is, Maxes house, I can almost feel her presence in the cool winter air. Huh, two years and I could still totally predict Max, her window was open just as I suspected. Perfect.
I flew in and looked around the room, no sign of Max. I sat down on her bed and acted as if I was there all night. Moments later, Max flew in. Her blonde hair flowing in the wind, she looked just as beautiful as I remembered. Except for her eyes, they seemed pained and empty, like she lost a piece of her heart. Me, I'm the other half of her whole.
As I was saying, super-hot when she was flying, no scratch that, Max was always super-hot, no matter what she was doing. Her eyes looked sad and in pain, not to mention empty, that is until she saw me.
Maxes P.O.V.
OH MY GOD! FANG! HE CAME BACK! I wasn't sure if it was really him; I mean I've been thinking about him all day, this could be a dream, or a trap. Whatever it was, I didn't want it to end. I cautiously took a step back. "Fang is that you?" God, he was just as gorgeous as I remembered, but his eyes seemed kind of empty.
He said one word, "Max". I don't know how, but right then and there, I knew it was the real Fang. I took a few steps closer. He stood up. "Max" his voice was barely audible, "Max, I'm sorry, and I know you can never forgive me for leaving you like that. I couldn't forgive myself after I left, but I couldn't show you my face. I'm sorry." He dropped to his knees. "Max, I know what I did was wrong, and I never should've left you. Max, please. I never stopped loving you."
Oh my freakin god! It's true, I always hoped he would come back and now he has. And he still loved me after all this time. While he was talking, I moved closer. Until we were nearly touching. "Max" he said one more time. Then he paused, as though he wanted me to reply. I tried to speak, but no words came out. So, I inched closer, and I kissed him.
At first he seemed shocked, until he realized that I was trying to say what he just told me. I truly loved him, was always thinking of him, always knew he was out there, thinking of me.
The he kissed me back. Softly at first, then with more force, all the emotions of two years, exchanged in one simple kiss. I pulled apart after a while, and managed to say "I never stopped loving you, and I never will, Fang, I love you, forever and always." Then I went back into his arms, my true place.
After some time, somebody walked in and shrieked something, but we didn't break apart, nothing, no one can ever break us apart again.