Remember, they're not OOC, they're half-asleep..(or so it seems...)

BroCode Ch.3

I was shaken awake from the most comfortable sleep I'd had in a long time by a small hand on my shoulder. I groaned and buried my head deeper into my pillow until I heard light laughter. I turned toward it to be greeted by my mom's laughing eyes.

"Hey Max, it's 4:30. You need to wake Fang up so he can go home so he doesn't get in trouble if his parents wake up and he's not there." She whispered, laughter evident in her voice.

"Ok mom, just gimme a minute. Wait..Fang? What're you talking about, mom?"

"You'll figure it out Max, just don't go back to sleep sweetheart."

"Mmkay Ma" She shut the door behind her, leaving me more confused than I'd been in my whole life. A chilly summer breeze blew in through my window and a hugged my pillow closer to me. I was almost asleep when my pillow tightened around me. What the..oohhh…that's what Mom was talking about. I looked up at Fang's sleeping face and couldn't help but notice how peaceful and happy he looked. My body overpowered my groggy and I reached my head up and kissed the point where his jaw and neck met on his right side. His arms tightened around me and my heart sped up as he snuggled his nose into my hair.

I leaned my head up and whispered into his ear, "Fang, Fang, Mr. TallDarkandIrresistible, Best Friend, Fang, Faaaaaaangggg." I kept whispering but he refused to wake up so I did the first thing my still-mostly-sleeping mind could think of. I let go of his shirt, slipping my hand free from his arms, and lifted it to his cheek. "Faaaaaaaaannngggg, don't make me hurt you.." I moaned. When he didn't respond, I pulled my hand away and slapped him. Straight across the face. (lightly of course, I'm not that mean.) My only response was Fang shifting closer to me, his face burrowing into my hair.

I snuggled into his neck, nearly falling asleep again, my mind made me give Fang one last try. Forcing myself to lean my mouth up to his ear, I whispered to him again. "Fang, Prince Charming, -Dark-and-Handsome, Fang, wake up, Fang, Waaaaaaaake up, Fang. Dork, you're the lightest sleeper ever, there's no way you're still asleep right now, waaaake uuuuuup, Fang."

"nnnnnnnfyymrmnts"

"no, Fang, wake up right now! We fell asleep, you're dad's waking up for work in twenty minutes, he's gonna notice you're not home, wake up!"

You know what he does? Rolls over. On top of me.

His legs were trapping mine and his arms held mine at my sides. "what've you been eating, Fang? Rocks?"

"Max,"

"Yes, Fang?"

"shut up."

"Jared Franklin Samuels. Wake. The. Flip. Up!"

"You did NOT just call me my full name, Maximum." He pulled his head back, glaring at me through half open eyes.

"What if I did? What're you gonna do 'bout it?" I looked him right in the eye, quirking an eyebrow at him, challenging him.

"This."

I didn't even have a chance to ask before his head dipped down to mine and our lips connected.

What surprised me? I kissed him back.

What surprised me more? I like kissing Fang. A lot. More than Shade even.

What surprised me most? I never wanted him to stop.

And my life wasn't screwed up enough already.

After a few moments of innocent, bittersweet kissing, Fang let go of my arms to prop his weight off of me as mine slid into his hair. His legs moved to the outsides of mine, and at that moment , the sweet, innocent kisses we were sharing became more. Meant more. He tilted his head one way, I tilted mine the other, and one of his arms slid into my hair pulling me closer. My hands found their way down his chest around to his back where they slid over his tensed muscles.

A few minutes later, Fang pulled his lips away and leaned his forehead on mine. We were both breathing raggedly. My thoughts were jumbled and all I could think was Fang.

"I should probably go. Like you said, someone'll notice if I'm not home at five a.m. in the summer." He whispered, not wanting my mom to come back in and find us both breathing hard, holding each other so closely.

But when Fang pulled away, my arms pulled him back. He smirked and whispered with a smile in his voice, "You said it yourself, Max, I need to get home." The fog was clearing from my mind and I let him go, standing up alongside him. "G'morning Maxy" he whispered, contentedly, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I stretched to wrap mine around his neck. "G'morning Fang."

And he was gone, as silently as he'd come the night before.

Leaning against the wall beside the window, I sunk to the floor as I realized what just happened.

I just kissed my best friend.

Oh, but that's not even the bad part.

I just kissed my boyfriend's twin brother.

Fan-freaking-tastic.