Hey Ya'll! I was listening to Miley Cyrus's new song '7 Things' on Z100. I was thinking that it would be a great song fic for Maximum Ride!
Disclamer: I don't own anything in this song fic, except the plot.
Max's POV
I probably shouldn't say this
But at times I get so scared
When I think about the previous relantionship
We shared
It was awesome
But we lost it
It's not possible for me not to care
It's true... Fang and I did have some sort of association. That had lasted exactly seven years, seven months, and seven days. But hey, who's counting? And it has been terminated for about seven months, seven days, and seven hours. Ironic how that works out so well with this stupid song. I didn't really think I would be listening to a fifteen year-old girl sing about a recent heartbreak. But there it was, playing... reminding me about what happened.
Now were standing in the rain
But nothings ever gonna change
Until you hear
My dear
Last night... it really was in the rain, though. We were at Iggy's twenty-first birthday party. It wasn't like a children's type of party. It had champange, steak, looooooong table set up just for all of us. When I say us, I mean the whole flock... and our girlfriends and boyfriends. I certainly didn't have anyone to escort me or anyone that would actually waste their time with me. Everyone else did. Gazzy had an australian, sensible, gorgeous, blond. Angel had a dark-haired gentleman. Nudge had a Peruvian, smart, lawyer. Iggy had a European, auburn, teacher. Fang--It still hurts everytime I say his name--Fang had... Fang had... well, who do you guys think? I'll give you a clue. She had red hair. She dressed like a hooker. She was way too clingy. She was way too un-Fang like. Ding, Ding, Ding! You got it right!
Anyway, while the Red-Haired Wonder chatted with Nudge, Fang and I decided to catch up. We went out to the restaurant's garden. It was so beautiful. I heard rumbling. Rain. It started to drizzle. But I just shrugged it off.
Flashback
" So what's going on in your life?" Fang asked me. He looked kinda a bit more cheerful than before. But in a sickening way. I rolled my eyes.
" What d'you think?" I hissed. He flinched and sighed. His head hung. The tuft of hair that covered his right eye blew up. Then settled right back in its place.
" Max... I'm sorry. How many times do I have to say it?" He took my hands, but I just jerked out of his grasp. I looked up into those ebony orbs and smiled. Though it was false.
" How many times? How many times?" I slapped him. His head spun to his right. I stifled sobs from escaping.
The 7 things I hate about you
The 7 things I hate about you, oh you
Your vain, your games,
Your insecure
You love me, you like her,
You made me laugh
You made me cry
I don't know which
Side to buy.
" Fang, 'sorry' doesn't fill up seven, freakin' years of crap! That's how long we were together! I gave you seven, damn years of love and in those infernal years, you never meant a word! I did! I actually commited shit to you! How do you repay me? By having sex with that slut! I cannot believe you! You think that 'sorry' will help ease my pain and suffering?! Fuck you! I'm done with this crap!" I shoved him and ran back into the restaurant, soaked with tears and rain. Nudge stopped me.
" Max, what's wrong?! Why are you crying?! Did Fang say something?!" I actually told them about what happened. I didn't answer. Just pushed her off and ran to my car. I unlocked the door and slammed it shut when I got in. I held the wheel. I angrily wiped my eyes whenever I let go for a few seconds. I rammed the keys into the ignition and sped off to my apartment.
End Flashback
Seven months, still, nothing has changed. I bet he's still with her. That--That--That whore. It still gets me. How after I've given him seven years of passion, lust, love... He threw them out... for... her.
Your friends, they're jerks
When you act like them
Just know it hurts
I wannna be
With the one I know
And the 7th thing
I hate the most
That you do
You make me love you
I had met a few of his friends while we were together, and believe me. They really were jerks. One was going out with three girls. The other with ten. I guess he learns from the best. And yet, even though he cheated on me for seven years, seven long years, I still love him.
Its awkward and its silent
As I wait for you to say
What I need to hear now
Your sincere apology
And when you mean it
I'll believe it
If you text it,
I'll delete it
Let's be clear
Oh, I'm not coming back
Your taking 7 steps here
At first, he did send me a few texts telling how sorry he was. How--How lonely he felt without me. Blah, blah, blah, and all that crap that guys throw at you when they're faking their way into you. I never returned to texts. I never called him back! D'you think I'm just gonna waltz in and forgive him?! If you do, then you must be on freakin' drugs! I'll never forgive him... no matter how much I love him.
The 7 things I hate about you
Your vain, your games,
Your insecure
You love me, you like her,
You make me laugh
You make me cry
I don't know which
Side to buy.
I still want him... but I know he'll just lie to me again. If I try again... I'll just get hurt...and again...and again...what should I do?
Your friends, the're jerks
When you act like them
Just to know it hurts
I wanna be
With the one I know
And the 7th thing
I hate the most
That you do
You make me love you
No matter how many Voodoo Dolls of Fang I stick needles in, I'll still...still...still...love him...
And compared to all the
The great things
That would take too long too write
I probably should mention
The 7 that I like...
The 7 things I like about you
Your hair, your eyes
Your old Levi's
And when we kiss
I'm hypnotized
You make me laugh
You make me cry
But I guess that's both I'll have to buy
Your hand in mine
When were intertwined
Everything's alright
I wanna be
With the one I know
And the 7th thing
I like the most that you do
You make me love you, you do, ooh (ooooh, oooh, ooooh, oooh)
No matter what... I...Still...Love...Him...
