So this is the first in a series of oneshot songfics from NeverShoutNever songs

Disclaimer: I dont own Maximum Ride or NeverShoutNever

Song: Hummingbird by NeverShoutNever


We were all huddled around the campfire Iggy made. I would say we were somewhere in the mid-west, probably Nebraska. And it's the middle of freakin' winter. Go climate change!

"Alright, guys, get some sleep, we've got a lot of flying to do tomorrow. I've got first watch, Fang second, Iggy third," I said in my listen-to-me-or-I'll-beat-you-like-a-piñata voice. They grumbled but complied.

As I settled into a cozy nook in the trunk of the tree I was leaning against, I felt hot breathe on my neck. I immediately jumped into a fighting position.

As I went to throw a punch into the shadows, the intruder caught my hand, gripping it, and stepped out into the dim light produced by the ambers of the dying fire.

Fang. Always Fang.

"Way to give me a heart attack, Fang," I said while regaining my composure and straightening my clothes from the sudden movement.

"I need to show you something," he said, completely disregarding my look of panic.

"Right now? I'm on watch, we can't leave! What if something happens to the Flock?" I asked, once again in panic.

He put his finger over my lips in a 'shush' position. He kept them there as he spoke.

"Don't worry, were not going too far, just so if they wake up they won't hear us, but we can still see them. Come on," he dropped his hand from my lips to grasp my hand and gently pull me farther into the forest.

We came to a small creak with a fallen tree crossing over it. We carefully walked to the center of the tree and sat down, our feet dangling just out of reach from the waters.

This was beautiful! The moon reflected off the water perfectly, illuminating the wild flowers on the water's edge and our faces. We sat there for a moment in silence just admiring our surroundings.

"…beautiful…" I heard Fang mumble.

"I agree," I stated. As I snuck a glance at him out of the corner of my eye, I realized he wasn't looking at our amazing surroundings, but me. I turned my head all the way, we stared at each other for a few moments, and then I remembered.

"What did you want to give me?" I quietly questioned. He looked confused for a moment, and then realization dawned on him.

"Oh, right," he took the hand I forgot was still grasping mine away to reach into his jeans pocket. He pulled out a piece of paper that was folded into a perfect square and handed it to me.

"Here," he said, "I, uhm, wrote you a, uh, song. Back at the school with Anne they put me in a writing class. It's kinda stupid but yeah," He looked embarrassed.

I opened the paper, but the moonlight wasn't bright enough to read his light scribbles.

"Oh, Fang, I…I can't see, it's too dark," I said with actual sadness imminent in my voice.

"That's ok, I, uh, have it memorized," I couldn't help it, I beamed.

"Sing it for me?" I asked him.

"Ok, here it is:

I like you

Girl you don't got nothing to prove to me

I know that times have been rough, for the both of us

But I'll pray

For a change

You see, this world has lots to offer

But in time it will go dark and if this love is what we say it is

I'm sure we will go far

And with a girl as sweet as you,

There's not much else I can do

But fall for you.

You know that I'm a wreck

And you know I can't breathe

At the edge of my seat with each word

As the months turn into years

Just know that I will wait here

For you

'Cause I prayed for a change

You see this world has lots to offer,

But in time it will go dark and if this love is what we say it is,

I'm sure we will go far

And with a girl as sweet as you,

There's not much else I can do

But fall for you.

For you

For you

For you

This world has lots to offer

But in time it will go dark and if this love is what we say it is

I'm sure we will go far

And with a girl as sweet as you

There's not much else I can do

But fall for you."

I sat there, open mouthed. He's amazing! No one has ever sung to me. Now, I know I've never actually had anyone to sing to me, but still.

My eyes started to well up and I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I put my head in my hands and silently cried.

Fang of course noticed right that second and wrapped his arms around me in a giant hug.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. Ugh, I'm such an idiot! Please stop crying, I'm sorry," I don't think I was supposed to hear the idiot part, but Fang sounded so sad like-oh. I started laughing. He looked at me in surprise.

"You are an idiot," I exclaimed.

"Wh-what? Ugh, I know I am."

"No, no that's not why you're and idiot, you thought I didn't like it, or I was gonna run, didn't you?" He nodded.

"You mean you're not?" he asked, still in shock, "So then why were you crying?" he asked.

"I was crying because I'm happy. Gosh, you're really out-of-touch with your emotions. No ones done something like that for me, and I loved it. And I love you," I hadn't planned for that last part to come out. Oh well.

Fang's head shot up. "You…you do?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said, hesitating a little.

"Thank God, I thought you were still scared, or you actually didn't like me."

"Never think that again, you idiot."

He smiled and bent down, making our faces and inch, or less, apart. I couldn't wait any longer; I closed the distance between our lips in a second's time.

Did you know it's very difficult to make-out while sitting on a log? Well if you didn't, let me inform you of what happens if you make the wrong move: you fall. Now put that log above a creak and guess what? You fall in the creak.

We were both laughing as we resurfaced. He pulled me closer, then eventually onto his lap as he knelt in the waste-high water.

He brushed the wet hair out of my face and then ran his hand down my cheek, all the way down my neck, should, arm, and landed on my hand which was resting on my thigh.

He quickly eliminated the space between our lips, which wasn't that much, and, BOOM!

Our nice little make-out session in the lake was ruined. Not by Erasers or Flyboys, but by bird kids. They started clapping obnoxiously loud and Iggy wolf whistled (Get it? We run from Erasers all the time and Iggy did a wolf whistle? Never mind, no one understands me.) as they pulled themselves out of the bush they were hiding in.

"Bravo! Brava! Encore!"

Total is so dead.


Tell me if it's good, im not sure. I wrote this from 11:30 to 1 last nigh/this morning, 11:30 to 12 waiting for my birthday and then 12 to 1 just cause I was on a roll! Lol. So it's my birthday and i'm all by myself:( Review and PM me if ya wanna chat!