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December 31
11:17pm

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Max walked in the door, Fang in tow and promptly dropped all of the grocery bags onto the floor. Fang angled himself around Max's frozen body. The scene before him was jaw dropping. The normally neat-ish living room was completely and totally trashed. Dozens of people were dancing to the ear bursting music-that explained the thumps and the vibrations under their feet. There were streamers strewn everywhere, food littering the floor and unrecognizable stains on the furniture, walls…and the ceiling? He didn't even want to know. Empty cans crushed and lying on their side and Fang bent forward to pick one up. "Coors Light? Beer?" He looked at Max. "We didn't buy beer! We bought gallons of soda and juice, but we didn't buy any beer!"

She whirled around, scanning the packed room for one person, her eyes narrowed. "Max-" "Shut it Fang," practically yelling over the music to be heard, "Where is he?" Fang spotted Iggy's spiky hair in a corner, talking with a cute brunette. Iggy looked up, catching Fang's eye. He grinned and pointed at the girl giving him a thumbs up. Fang looked pointedly at Max and back at Iggy. He started to wave his hands frantically, mouthing "NO!" He turned around at Fang's emotionless expression. Fang looked back at Max, whose eyes were murderous. "Where is he?" she demanded. He gulped and pointed towards Iggy. She turned and stalked through the crowd, thrusting through throngs of people; complaints following her along with a few choice words that Max flipped off.

"IGGY." Iggy turned around, a carefree smile on his face. It slipped off as soon as he saw Max. "Why is there beer! Where's the rest of the Flock? And where's Ella?" Iggy gulped before elbowing Fang in the stomach and hissing, "I thought bros before ho's, man." Fang held up his hands. "Sorry." He slipped away from Iggy's grip before he could do any further damage. Meanwhile, Max was still ripping into him. "I mean, how could you be so irresponsible? Did you even think about what my mom is going to do when she comes home and finds out that her house is trashed and there's minors drinking? Do you? Iggy, are you even listening to—" Someone grabbed Max's elbow and yanked her around.

"Max! Hey!" It was Ella. "Heyyy!" she slurred, throwing an arm around Max's neck the other around Fang's. He looked uncomfortable but Max's face only grew redder. "Are you drunk? Ella! Have you drinking?" Iggy took this chance to slip an arm around his brunette's waist and make his stealthy escape. Ella sipped from a can of beer that looked almost empty and giggled loudly. "Why of course not Maxieeeeeeee!" Max squeezed her eyes shut before turning to look at Fang. "I'm going to go find the Flock. Then I'm going to take her to her room. And lock her there. Forever," she mumbled the last part under her breath as she towed the still giggling Ella away and up the stairs.

"Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world
Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love
Like I'm the only one who knows your heart
Only girl in the world...
Like I'm the only one that's in command
Cuz I'm the only one who understands how to make you feel like a man
Want you to make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world
Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love
Like I'm the only one who knows your heart
Only one..."

Fang turned to dining room area which had been transformed into a karaoke singing station. Two girls were prancing on top of the table in very high heels and super short skirt, singing very loudly and off-key; obviously drunk. Someone bumped hard into his shoulder, sending him stumbling. He turned around to see a girl and a boy practically sucking each other's faces off. He shuddered in disgust as the boy pushed the girl up against the wall and practically molested her right there. He turned around and came face to face with Max. "Hey," he greeted her, sliding his hands into his pockets. "You look tired," he said gesturing to her messy hair and the irritated expression on her face. She shoved a hand into her hair. "I am. I found Nudge and Angel playing poker in Iggy's and Gazzy's room." "Iggy and Gazzy's room? Poker?" She nodded. "Apparently, Iggy taught them how to. Gazzy is nowhere to be found and Ella's sleeping in her room."

FPOV

I watched her sigh, noting how her hair softly floated up before settling around her like a perfect halo again. I itched to reach out and smooth back her hair but I wasn't sure how'd she react especially since she was pissed off currently. "You wanna go outside for some air?" I asked. She hesitated before giving in and taking my hand—I swear I felt sparks—and I led her. Okay, more like shoved and pushed my way to the back patio door. We both slipped out. Max plopped down on the steps and sighed. "What kind of party is this? I told Ella and Nudge only their close friends." She looked up at me. "And don't say that that's all their close friends." My mouth quirked up before dropping back again.

She sighed and leaned back on her hands. The sky was dark and inky but was scattered with bright stars. I settled in next to her and tilted my head to look at them. Max glanced at me and turned to look at the sky as well. "They're really bright today," she murmured. I nodded in response. She turned to grin at me, her pissed mood gone. Lifting a hand, she reached out and brushed away some of the bangs that had fallen into my eyes. God, could she be any more perfect? In the heat of the moment, I grabbed her hand as she drew it away, giving it a lingering kiss before letting her go. She blushed red and I smirked. I loved the way and the effect I had on her, and it was the same she had on me.

She scooted closer to me and I tucked her under my arm, curled up together. I could smell her shampoo—green apples. God, I'm so whipped.

"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHOOOOOOOOOO!"

"HIT IT GIRL!"

"DO IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT!"

"OHHHH! BURNNNNNNN!"

Yells broke us out of our quiet bubble and I sighed, irritated that my Max+Fang time was being ruined by some drunk people. I turned around as the patio door was opened and a drunk figure stumbled out. A brunette stood framed in the doorway, her hands on her hips. "And stay away from me! Jerk!" She then proceeded to slam the patio door which slid shut but bounced off because of the force that she had put in. The guy turned around and faced us. It was Iggy. Oh great. Here we go. I rolled my eyes.

MPOV

I dragged Ella up the stairs, kicking people and shoving them out of the way as I went. "Max, Max, Maxxxxxxxxxxxxxx…" slurred Ella. I gritted my teeth before digging my nails deeper into the silky fabric of her off shoulder shirt and continued down the quiet hall—a major difference than downstairs and the stairwell. I opened the first door on the right—Iggy's shared room with Gazzy. It was just as I expected-dirty clothes scattered and mixed with clean ones, half finished bombs, completed bombs set carefully on shelves….The only thing that I didn't expect? And you should know…I don't get surprised very easily. Angel and Nudge looked up surprised from where I could see cards and what looked like poker chips? "What are you guys doing," I asked slowly, propping the half conscious Ella against the doorframe. Nudge's eyes flitted back and forth, from me to the pile of cards and chips. "Nothing….."

Wow. That had to be the shortest sentence I had ever heard her say. Anyways. "Are you playing poker? How do you even know how to play poker?" Angel shrugged. "Iggy taught us. And we found this under his bed. At first we thought it was like a bomb…but then we opened it and we found this deluxe poker set!" I groaned. This was going to be a long night. I righted myself. "Okay, well first off: you guys should not be playing poker. Secondly, you know it's dangerous in here without Gazzy or Iggy in here—I don't even know if that pen is a bomb timer or a normal one!" We all winced at the memory of Fang borrowing a pen from Iggy without asking. He ended up with singed eyebrows and burnt hair. Iggy had burst out laughing.

"Heeeheeeheeee…Max, you are really badass you know?" said Ella. We all turned to her. "Is she drunk? Cuz that would be totally underage and illegal. But then again, there are many things in this house that we've done and have that are illegal. I mean, this whole room should be illegal. Speaking of this room, don't you think that a nice coating of hot pink would match their bedspreads? ZOMG, that would be perfect. And fuzzy chairs! And fuzzy pillows, slippers, and mphrhh—" said Nudge. Angel slipped her hand off Nudge's mouth, picked up the poker set and left the room, Nudge in tow. "We're going to play in Ella's room. That way, we can keep an eye on her for you and play at the same time." She smiled sweetly. My heart melted. "Thanks sweetie." I grinned at her. She gave me a small smile. I helped Ella onto the bed—okay, that usually means I flung her on it. She groaned something unintelligible before flipping over and clutching a stuffed animal.

I grinned. This would be perfect blackmail. I took out my phone—courtesy of my mom as an early birthday/Christmas present and snapped a photo. "Kay, I'm going to go find Gazzy. Come down and find me when it's almost time to countdown." They nodded and I left the room. Phew. I slid down the closed door in exhaustion. Ella wasn't as light as she looked. -_- I walked down the hall and opened the next door—Fang's room. It was just as black as I remembered—black bedspread, black pillows, black furniture, black walls….super dark brown wood, the closest color to black. There was no sight of Gazzy anywhere so I closed the door and continued on my way. The next room was Angel and Nudge's. I didn't even bother. All that pink kept boys at a 5 m distance at all times. The next was my room. If I caught Gazzy there, I'd kill him. I opened the door. Nope, nothing. Same red coverlet crumpled and kicked to the side of the bed and same mess on the floor.

I trudged back downstairs, trying to find Fang through the throng of people that seemed thicker than before. "Hey babe," a voice whispered, their breath hot against my skin. I instantly recoiled. "What do you want?" I turned around to see the familiar-ish face of Dylan, the super jock at school. "What do you want?" I asked, impatient. He leered at me, looking me up and down appreciatively. "You," he said, leaning forward. I instantly ducked to the left and shoved him, catching him off balance. "Sorry, loser but I'm taken. Asshole." With that, I took off charging through the crowd with renewed anger and force. I finally found Fang by the dining room watching two girls sing off key on the table. Did he like their singing? Was he impressed? There was an unreadable expression in his eyes as he watched them but then again…it's Fang.

Making up my mind, I strode toward him just as he turned and saw me. "Hey. You look tired," he said. Thanks for pointing out the obvious..I thought, but nodded and said, "I am. I found Nudge and Angel playing poker in Iggy's and Gazzy's room." "Iggy and Gazzy's room? Poker?" His eyebrows quirked upward. "Apparently, Iggy taught them how to. Gazzy is nowhere to be found and Ella's sleeping in her room." He watched me as I sighed. Finally, after a note of hesitation, he said, "You wanna go outside for some air?" I took his hand and we weaved our way through the room.

Back to normal POV..what's it called? Third person? Anyways. On with the story!

As the party raged on, the clock ticked forward, inching closer to its way to midnight. Wow, that sounds like a modernized version of Cinderella at the ball. "Iggy!" Max said as she looked at him in shock. "Are you drunk? Did you not hear what I told you half an hour ago? God, you are such a jerk sometimes." Iggy looked at Max through lidded eyes. "Whatever, Max, yell at me tomorrow. Leave me alone for now," Max narrowed her eyes and Fang silently pleaded with her in his to let it go. Max glared at him one last time. "Fine. But don't think you're off the hook," she spat at him before stalking back inside, tugging Fang along with her. Just in time for the countdown.

FPOV

"TEN!"

Holy crap…now's my chance.

"NINE!"

Wait, would she push me away again?

"EIGHT!"

She looks so beautiful just standing there.

"SEVEN!"

And is she still holding my hand?

"SIX!"

Fang, man up you idiot!

"FIVE!"

That's it…sidle up a little closer to her

"FOUR!"

Damn, why is she giving me that weird look!

"THREE!"

Oh, holy mother

"TWO!"

Screw this crap.

"ONE!"

Here goes…

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

I placed my hands on her shoulders, turned her around and kissed her full on the mouth. And it wasn't one of those pansy short kisses though. It was long, full, open-mouthed and tongue action kiss. Her arms looped around my neck while mine fitted around her waist, pulling her closer. It was completely fucking (I don't like swearing..but in this case, it just has to be there)fantastic. When we broke apart, the Flock were cat calling and hooting, but I didn't care. Max's face was flushed and there was a sparkle in her eyes. "Happy New Year, Max," I whispered. She bit her lip. "Happy New Year Fang," she said before going onto her tip toes and kissing me on the mouth again. And I relished the feeling of her warm body pressed against me, her arms around my neck weaved through hair and I thought to myself: I wouldn't give this up for anything.

OKAY! SO HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS! I hope you guys have a great 2012! I worked on this thing all night (in between family stuff of course ;D) so I hope you guys like it! Tell me what you think! Too cheesy? Or just right? :) Please tell me what you guys think! Should I continue it after this (ie: like Valentines Day…? No? Yes?) ? Tell me in a review! I hope you guys liked it! HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D