Me: Well, I decided to continue this instead of sticking with a oneshot. I have done this for two reason's, but one person has inspired to me to continue.
This chapter is dedicated to Vera Amber who isnpired me to continue writing this fic.
Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY VERA!!!!
Me: Those are the two reasons. This chapter and story is a b'day present for Vera, and she said that she really wanted me to continue :D
Iggy: Yeah, hapy birthday...can we start it now?
Me: Uh-huh. Well, it looks like I'm going to be updating everyone's favorite story on their b'day...
Iggy: That would be amusing
Me: Uh-huh, I'm just going to move on with the chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, or Fall to pieces by Avril Lavigne
Okay, I was beyond bored. I lay in my room on the bed and stared hard at the ceiling, maybe hoping that it held all the answers as to what to do with my time. But, of course it didn't.
I sat up and moaned into my hands. I had a few options of things that I could do as I had six siblings: I could sit in a room with Ella and Nudge while they got dressed up in every pretty thing that Ella owned...but that would end up badly because they'd use me as a dress up doll for an hour.
I could go and see what Iggy and Gazzy were doing...no. I definitely don't want to know what's going on behind the scenes for them.
Angel was playing with Ella's old dolls in her room with Total...but I think that I was getting a little old for dolls.
So, that left...Fang.
I held my ear up to the wall so I could hear in what was happening in Fang and Iggy's room next door. When I listened carefully I could hear the feint sound of a guitar playing along with the sound of a foot tapping lightly to the beat – obviously Fang was working on his latest masterpiece.
I took my head off the wall and my eyes wandered to my guitar that was sitting on a stand in the corner of the room. My thoughts then drifted back to only a few weeks ago when Fang had written me that song and then played it outside my room when I was upset and confused. I couldn't believe how quickly gave into his apology after that. Normally, it would have taken me forever to forgive him for what I'd seen him doing with Lissa, but after he played that song I practically melted in his hands. It was as if I was under a spell, and it was all because Fang had taken the time to write something incredibly special for me.
I stood and walked over to the corner to pick up my guitar off the stand. I sat back down on my bed and lightly placed my guitar across my legs. Then, placing one hand around the neck and picking up a pick in the other, I randomly plucked at a few of the strings, moulding a random tune. After that I began to strum a few random cords, making me smile at the lovely sounds it made.
I decided that I wanted to write a song. If Fang was able to, I should be able to put something together.
I continued to strum some cords until I found a small tune that I was happy with.
Now, I thought. What should I write it about?
I knew that there were lots of aspects of my life that I couldn't express in words but probably could in song. That feeling of being caged, chased, confused, feeling emotions that I didn't want to have around. But one word flowed into my head without me even thinking about it.
Fang.
Why would I write a song about Fang? I thought confused. But, after that, no matter how hard I tried to think of another topic, I couldn't. My mind was stuck on Fang. It was like I was riding a bike and I got it stuck on a gear that I didn't particularly want to stay on. I sighed as I thought about Fang and then I quietly sung the first line to my new song.
I looked away, then I look back at you.
I'd thought of this because whenever Fang looked at me, I always had to look back. His eyes were so mesmerising.
You tried to say, the things that you can't undo
Fang and I talked about taking back things that have happened to the Flock. Both of us wish that they could just be normal kids and we've often discussed it to put our minds at ease when we were worried about something.
If I had my way, I'd never get over you
I never wanted to get over Fang. He was a part of me that could never be replaced by anyone
Today's the day, I pray that we make it through.
I want to make it through everything with him
Make it through the fall, make it through it all.
I thought back to the time where he had saved me from falling out of the sky. I knew that the two of us could make it through anything that the school or anyone threw at us.
I paused for a minute, thinking about what I should sing for the chorus. I thought about Fang and how I opened up in front of him. When I was with him I could be myself and I didn't have to hide away my emotions.
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I smiled as I continued.
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
We never needed to speak when we had each other. It was as simple as looking into each others eyes and seeing every thought and every feeling that we had about each other.
I just want to cry in front of you
Okay, that wasn't necessarily true. I don't really like crying in front of anyone but it rhymed and I knew that Fang is the only one that could calm me down when I was upset enough to let tears fall.
I don't want to talk about it 'cause...
I stopped on this part. I had no idea what I could write in that section that would work for the song. It had to end in the word 'you' for me to be happy with it, but my mind had gone blank.
I sighed and decided to leave it for now and write the next verse first.
You're the only one, I'd be with till the end.
When I come undone, you bring me back again
Whenever I feel like I'm losing it he talks to me in such a calm and gentle way that I can contain myself and get back on track.
Back under the stars, back into your arms
That reminded me of meeting up with Fang again on the beach after the flock had split up into two. I practically sprinted across the beach to hug him, and after I had I didn't want to let go
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it 'cause...
I paused again and sucked on my guitar pick in thought. I need something to break up the song now...like a bridge
My mind wandered back to the time when I was still completely confused by what Fang was doing. I didn't know what to do when he kissed me, and I was just a big, stressed out mess of uncertainty. I wanted to know what was going on with him and questions kept racing through my mind.
I took the pick out of my mouth and started strumming again
Wanna know who you are,
Wanna know where to start,
I wanna know what this means.
Those were some of the questions that I was thinking after he kissed me and left me all bewildered. And I thought that they fit the song perfectly.
Knowing what to sing next, I put as much emotion into the song as I could to show how confused I was at the time.
Wanna know how you feel,
Wanna know what is real.
I wanna know everything, everything!
I didn't know how to feel towards the way that Fang was acting and I wasn't sure if he really knew what he was doing at the time. I just wanted to understand why he was acting that way.
I sung the next two lines nice and quietly and then built it up as I continued.
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it 'cause...
Okay I was officially stumped on how to end it.
"Max, what are you doing?" Nudge asked as she and Ella walked into the room in Ella good dresses.
"Uh..." I looked up at their two heavily make-upped faces and sighed.
I don't think that I can lie my way out of this one...
"I'm writing a song," I said and then sighed as they looked at each other and squealed.
"OMG, Max! Is it about Fang!?" Ella shouted excitedly and I jumped to my feet, placing my hand across her mouth.
"Maybe, maybe not. Don't go shouting it out like that," I muttered as I sat back down again.
"Can you sing it to us, please?" Nudge asked as she and Ella bounced up and down excitedly.
I rolled my eyes. "Okay, but you need to help me finish it off 'cause I'm stuck."
This caused a whole lot more high pitched screams to leave the girls mouths, but I shushed them and began playing the chorus again.
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it 'cause...
I cut myself off at the end and looked up at the girls who were taking in air like fish.
"You wrote that!?" They shouted at the same time and I frowned in confusion.
"Yeah, so?"
"That was amazing! You have an unbelievable singing voice, Max!" Ella said in awe.
I shrugged. I just wanted to finish my freaking song.
"Any ideas for the ending?" I asked impatiently as I looked between them.
Nudge sung it quietly to herself and Ella put on a thoughtful look. Eventually, Nudge snapped her fingers and sung the, now complete, last line.
I don't want to talk about it 'cause I'm in love with you!
I blinked and stared at her while she and Ella smiled and giggled together.
"But-" I started but I was cut off by Ella.
"Max, it fits perfectly and..." she sat down on the bed next to my and held my gaze. "You really do love him."
I looked at her, then back at Nudge and sighed.
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
And I don't want to talk about it 'cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
'Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I grinned and looked up at the two girls who were sitting on either side of me, smiling too. I then proceeded to sing the whole song for them, making them clap and cheer loudly when I'd finished. However, they weren't the only ones clapping happily.
The three of us looked towards the doorway to see Fang. He was standing there applauding with Ella and Nudge and my face turned a scarlet red as the girls stood up.
"We'll leave you to it then," Nudge said as they dashed out of the room, laughing the whole way.
Fang walked over and held out his hand, gesturing me to stand up. I put my guitar on my bed and stood in front of him, having to look up at him.
"That was a beautiful song, Max. You've got quite a talent."
I rolled my eyes and playfully shoved him but he grabbed my wrists in his hands.
"I think...I finally understand how you feel," he said as he bent down so his face was so close that I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.
"Some say that songs are a great way of expressing yourself without having to actually tell someone something," I whispered as I stared into his soft, dark eyes.
"Well, I think that I got your message loud and clear," he murmured as he leaned in and pressed his soft lips against my own. I entangled my hands in his soft hair and pulled him closer to me as my lips worked with his. His hands found their way down to my hips and made small circles on my lower back, making me want to be even closer to him.
I don't want to talk about it 'cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
'Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
You know what? I really think I am.
Me: And, there you go...I hope that there weren't too many mistakes in there, but it was really hard to write because of the huge heatwave here (Over 40 degrees celcius) and I have had a great deal of difficulty writing this...
Iggy: After writing for about an hour, she had to move out of the livingroom, and into her diningroom, then back to the livingroom for a few minutes before realising that it was cooler in dinigroom so she moved back
Me: Yeah...
Iggy: I would know, I had to keep moving too
Me: -laughs- Okay, I'm practically dead here, so please review.
Bell and Ig