So, this is before all that lovey dovey smutty stuff in MAX. But it's about that time period.
I sat on the couch at Dr. M's house, tuning the old guitar she had sitting around, that her ex-husband had left. I started playing a random song I had learned off YouTube. The weird thing was, it pretty much summed up my feelings for Max.
I heard footsteps walking downstairs. Looking up from the guitar, I muttered, "You can't even think of the devil, huh?" She looked at me like I had just said, "The voices tell me I should eat you. 'Cause they say you taste like skittles."
"'Sup?" she asked, plopping down on the couch next to me. I smiled to myself, and started singing the lyrics.
"I feel it everyday, it's all the same.
It brings me down but I'm no one to blame.
I've tried everything to get away.
So here I go again,
Chasing you down again,
Why do I do this?"
I stopped, and she rolled her eyes at me. "Keep going!" she muttered. I sighed, and continued, even though she'd probably smack me in 2.5 seconds.
"Over and over, over and over; I fall for you.
Over and over, over and over; I try not to."
I looked up at her, not stopping the guitar line. She smiled softly.
"It feels like everyday stays the same.
It's dragging me down. And I can't pull away.
So here I go again; Chasing you down again.
Why do I do this?
Over and over, over and over; I fall for you.
Over and over, over and over; I try not to.
Over and over, over and over; You make me fall for you.
Over and over, over and over; You don't even try."
She continued to watch me, and I felt a tad uncomfortable. I mean, the only times I had every sang, in my life, were those times to annoy Nudge, or singing The Song That Never Ends in my head to get Angel out of it. It was . . . great, to tell you the truth.
"So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head.
I try to live without you, every time I do I feel dead.
I know what's best for me, but I want you instead.
I'll keep on wasting all my time.
Over and over, over and over; I fall for you.
Over and over, over and over; I try not to.
Over and over, over and over; You make me fall for you.
Over and over, over and over; You don't even try to."
I finished slowly, and set the guitar down. Max looked close to tears, and I smiled to myself.
"That's . . . um . . . a good song." I chuckled softly, and nodded.
"That's why I looked it up and learned it." I replied softly, setting the guitar down.
There was an awkward silence, and finally I broke it.
"Max?" She looked up, her brown eyes glistening.
"Yeah?" she muttered softly.
"I know you're probably debating on running away, but before you do-"
BOOM.
I sighed, covering my face with my palm.
"What the *insert swear word of choice here* was that!?" Max yelled.
"AWESOME, MAN!" I heard Gazzy shout, and I instantly knew what that was.
(A/N: see, if this was post-MAX, this would be the time when Fang says, "Crap, left the flame-thrower out again." But it's not. So I won't. ;])
Iggy walked in a few minutes later, covered in a sheet of dust. Max had hurried outside, trying to check on what had taken how much damage.
"Nice timing. Idiot." I muttered under my breath.
"What?" Iggy asked, sounding annoyed, and I sighed, shaking my head.
"Nevermind."
FIN.
Love that song, don't you? Well, at least, I hope you do.
It looks choppy! *sadness* I tried to do a bunch of stuff to make it look better, but FanFiction was apparently failing today. Ah, well.
Anyway... this was mostly something to throw out there and give you guys something, since I've been on an unplanned, and pretty much an unannounced-until-a-few-weeks-ago hiatus. Hope you guys liked it! Don't forget to poke the review button! You know you want to!
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