A/N: Please, constructive criticism, my first fanfic.

P.S. Check out The Lonely Road, their new album! It's awesome! Plus, both You Better Pray and Godspeed are on there.

Disclaimer: I don't own MR or the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

It hurts every time I type and/or say it!

Fang's POV:

We played the songs and left the screaming crowd.

"Dude!"

We high-fived as we put our shirts back on our sweating bodies.

"Sh**!" The shirt was useless with all the sweat. Sh**! What am I going to do when I get back to Max's. She'll think I did something I'd regret. I decided to go back to my apartment 30 minutes away. 32 minutes later I was dried and at Max's door. I decide to bring my acoustic. Last year I forgot and it drove me crazy!

"Hey."

"Oh hey."

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Oh nothing." She wiped tears from her face. Hmm.

"How'd the date go?" she asked.

"Oh…Terrible. She dumped me." It was true it just happened like a month ago.

"Oh." She looked oddly happy after I said she dumped me. Ok.

"What's with-" she gestured to the guitar.

"Oh. I've been playing for maybe 3-4 years now."

"You played in high?"

"Yes. Didn't you at least hear me from my room?"

"Well…Yeah.. But I thought that was your radio."

"Cool."

I walked into guest room. Why'd she get a 4 room apartment? # bedrooms and a kitchen. She doesn't have a roommate. Maybe for just the reunion thing. Still, two to a bed. Hmm. I sat down and played Your Guardian Angel and sang softly. Jeez, every time I play this song I think off Max .

'You know she loves you too."

Angel!

'No she does. Trust me!'

Ok. Maybe I will.

'Good idea.'

I finished the song and Max walked in crying.

"What's wrong?"

"That song."

"What about it?"

"It's so sad. And you play it SO well!"

"Well…I actually made that song."

"No. You. Didn't"

Just to prove it I called Jeff and put it on speaker.

"Yeah, Nick."

"Hah. Take that!"

"What?" Jeff asked.

"I'm in your band, Red Jumpsuit, right?"

"DUH! You stupid fu**!" My eyebrows rose ever so slightly at that remark.

"See? Max, I am. I didn't have a date with Hayley, she actually dumped me like a moth ago."

"Oh," she said plainly. I hung up on Jeff and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, Fang," Gazzy said. I looked at Angel and she winked.

"Angel!"

"Ok. Jeez," she said. .

Max's POV:

Holy sh**! FANG. WAS. IN. MY. FAVORITE. BAND. HE. WAS. THAT. HOT. DUDE. AT. THE. CONCERT! I love him SO much more now.

"He LOVES you Max!'

Then who was the song about?

'YOU! Your Guardian ANGEL!'

She meant his wings. I guess it made sense. I walked into the kitchen and looked at the clock.

5:15

"Hey. DINNER!"

"Woo, Max cooking. Three cheers. Hip, hip, hooray!" Fang said sarcastically. I hit him. He gave me one of his EVER SO RARE smiles. Oh my gosh! Holy sh**! I love his smile! 

After dinner we decided on what pairs have the beds.

"ME AND IGGY!" yelled Gazzy. 1 down.

"ANGEL AND ME!" yelled Nudge. 2 down. SH**!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Wait, how about-" I tried but got interrupted.

"NO!" I got from everyone but Fang. Sh**!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Fine!" I said in defeat. They went to their rooms and Fang got his guitar and sat on my bed. He playedsomething. It sounded good. I sat down and tried to sing to. I only know 2/3 of the song. It sounded pretty good.

"Nice, Max. I didn't know you sing."

"I don't. You just didn't hear my terrible voice from you amazing voice."

"Well, whatever. He put his guitar away, grabbed his pajama pants, and went into the bath room. I hear the shower run and a couple of minutes later he came out. SHIRTLESS! Drying his hair.

"Ok. Your turn," he said as he sat down and turned on the TV with the remote in one motion. I got some extra clothes and went into the bathroom.

Fang's POV:

I decided to come out shirtless. When I saw Max's eye bug out almost put of their sockets I confirmed it. She loved me. Or just wonder why I came out shirtless. She's seen me shirtless before. She loved me. I watched TV as she took a shower. I picked up the guitar and started just randomly playing. She came in with out me knowing. She sat down and hummed to the sounds of the chords. I turned and saw her, eyes closed and head bobbing. God, she looked beautiful. She laid her head on my shoulder. I wanted to stay like that forever. Until, Nudge walked in saying something about a bad dream. She left and I put the guitar and got under the covers. She did too. I watched TV for about 30 minutes and fell asleep. I woke up to Max shaking me. Her hands felt cold against my chest. I shivered ever so slightly. I got up and put a shirt on. I forgot to put it on after my shower.

"Breakfast," Max said. The Gasman came in running. Ha. I just decided to make some cereal.

"Hey!" I said. Everyone looked,

"I have another concert today and I thought you would like these-" I pulled out 5 Back-stage tickets to the 12:00 concert.

"YEAH!!!!" yelled Iggy and The Gasman simultaneously.

"OHMYGOSH!" said Max so quickly I would say it was one yell.

"Nudge?" But she was already running around the apartment holding the ticket in glee.

"WOOOOH! YES! YIPPEE!" she was yelling.

"Hey thanks, Fang," Angel said plainly. Hmm… I guess she didn't like alt.

Max's POV:

When Fang pulled out those tickets I went berserk. YES!!!!!

"OHMYGOSH!" I yelled.

"Hey get ready. It's 11:00," Fang said. I looked over at the clock. Sh**! We slept late.

"Ok." 15 minutes later we were in Fang's car driving to the concert. Fang turned and slowed down.

"Ok. I'm going to drop ya off. Okay?" We nodded yes and he came to stop.

During the concert, still Max's POV:

I saw Fang walk up to the mic after a song.

"Hey. So we are making a new album. We have 2 new songs we want to play. We would have played them yesterday but, y'know. The first's called You Better Pray. And the next is Godspeed," he said.

He played You Better Pray. Ugh, IT WAS AMAZING.

"So, Godspeed has no guitar or bass," Fang said as the trumpets and other thing began playing.

It's January 1970
Do you remember me
You put me on a boat across the sea,
In the name of victory
But much to my surprise when I arrived
There was no welcoming committee
Instead there was a man for me to kill
And I see how this is all to real

Then I saw him standing, with a bayonet
And as I ran towards him
He hardly broke a sweat
When I took his life
He fell to his knees
And as his eyes began to fade
He whispered softly

Godspeed this letter away from here
I sealed it with my tears and stamped with my fears
And Godspeed this letter away from you
My work down here is through
I'm on my way to better days and so are you

And in his pocket there I saw a picture of his children and his family
And I began to realize this person I despised in actuality
Was not much different from myself
We prob'ly could have taught each other many things
And now I know it's much too late
Although I couldn't hesitate
I checked his gun, and his chamber was empty

Then I saw him standing there, with a bayonet
And as I ran towards him
He hardly broke a sweat
When I took his life
He fell to his knees
And as his eyes began to fade
He whispered softly

Godspeed this letter away from here
I sealed it with my tears and stamped with my fears
And Godspeed this letter away from you
My work down here is through
I'm on my way to better days and so are you

Ooh we know not what we've done
And ooh we know not what we've done

Godspeed this letter away from here
I sealed it with my tears and stamped with my fears
And Godspeed this letter away from you
My work down here is through
I'm on my way to better days and so are you

Wow! Both freakin' awesome songs. Very well done. After all the songs We went up and handed the dude our tickets and went backstage.

"Hey," Fang said. As he showed us the band I couldn't help but stare at him. And wonder how far he's gotten since High-School. He's an A-B Honor Roll student in college. (A/N I don't think they call it that in college,) and in a very successful and popular band. Ugh, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH! But, I know he doesn't love me. I just know.

'HE DOES! JEEZ!'

Angel.

'HE DOES!'

Angel!

'I'M TELLING YOU HE DOES!'

ANGEL!!!

'OK!'

Thanks. I still love him though.

3rd Person:

And Max had a feeling. A feeling she hadn't had in a long time. It took her some time to identify it.

It was hope.