Hey, I got a bunch of reviews THX! And trust me I hate Lissa, too. But I doubt she's really a slut, even though I said she was in the 1st chapter. ")

Night Wolf: I'm sorry I messed up Not Afraid for you…I was bored and that song was in my head when I wrote. Sorry.
P.S. you misspelled repeat :)

Juli: I hope you don't mind my borrowing your response to the engagement. It is the perfect reaction. So if you don't want me to use it, I'll take it down and put up a different reaction that I think up. :)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own MR cuz some dude akak JP beat me to it. Haha jk
And Max's response belongs to Juli, well the yelling. (check the reviews ")

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(Fang's POV)

Max pushed me towards the ladder that lead the way to the ground. I glared at her and climbed down. I looked up and she was already listening to her ipod. Her eyes were closed and she looked all peaceful and beautiful. Wait-What?

"Hey, Fangy." Lissa said coming up to me. She was wearing a cropped tank that barely covered her breast. Poor Max, she could probably see all of it. *shiver in horror* And short shorts; I didn't know they came that short.

"Yo." I said, leaning on the tree.

"Sooo…." She said, actually looking nervous and hesitate.

"Listen, Lissa. We need to have a talk." I said. I hated the breakups. The last one was with Bridgid and she kicked me when it hurts most. Then slapped me across the face that left a huge red mark. Max laughed at me after that.

"Wait, Fang. I need to tell you something." Lissa said quickly. I looked at her. "I'm with child." (A/N: ewww! Yes, im prude…ewww! Hahaha) Holy sh-macaroni. She's pregnant. That means only one thing. Shot gun wedding. I'm not having my child a bastard.

I looked at her, shocked. So I did what most guys would have done. Hopefully.

I went on one knee and proposed. Damn, this wasn't part of the plan.

"I do, yes, yes." Lissa said, slightly crying. Then she hugged me and went to go tell her parents the good news. Damn, I'm freaking engaged. Just cause she got knocked up.

"DUDE! WHAT ARE YOU ON? GAY PILLS?" Max shouted down from the tree house. I looked up at her, kind of dazed.

"I think so." I said. "Shit, I'm getting married."

I brushed my hair away from my face and called Iggy, some weird pryo who is also my best friend.

"Iggy, I got trouble." I said to the phone.

"What? Lost your cool? You finally gonna admit your emo? Oh My God, you love Lady Gaga and can sing to all of her songs?" Iggy rambled on.

"IGGY! SHUT UP FOR A SECOND!" Then the other side went quite. "Thanks. Now like I said I'm in deep shit."

"Tell me your problems then." He said, trying to sound like a professional therapist. Have you ever notice that if you split the word therapist you get the rapist? Scary thought.

"I'm engaged."

"With Max? Good for you."

"I wish, but no."

"With who?"

"Red haired slut."

"Lissa?"

"Yeah."

It was quite for awhile. I looked up at Max, she had her eyes closed again and was mouthing words to some song I couldn't hear.

"Iggy?"

"WHY?" He screamed in my ear. "SHE'S A BITCH AND A SLUTTY WHORE!"

"And she's prego." I said, regretting it immediately.

"WHAT? Does Max know? OMG!"

"no"

"well I got to go, what do you want for the nursery?" Iggy said, completely serious. Then he hung up before I answered.

"Lissa is prego?" Max asked behind me. Shit.

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How was that? Now you all know why he proposed. *sob, I wuv Fangy more than lissa does*

And read my one shot Emo or Goth? And tell me if I should make it into a two-shot. ")

So review! ")