Yes, the think turned into a I definitely am going to do another section haha. I hope you like this, takes a step up from the last one, I think. Reviews make me happy haha, when I'm happy I update sooner wink wink, blackmail or what? No, seriously, you don't have to review obviously, but they do make me happy, so cheers if you do x.
Disclaimer: I am not James Patterson, I do not own Maximum Ride.
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Fang's POV:
I froze, pausing my ipod. I'd just heard a creak from the room upstairs that no one was sleeping in. Erasers? No, wasn't heavy enough…. Realisation dawned on me, ugh that girl! This was the final straw. She is going down. But I have to be quick, 'cause she'll know I've heard her. I lunged for the door silently. I'd just turned the doorknob when I had a brainwave. Here's some info for the girls who don't know. If you're a guy and have younger girls in the house, not cool to run around in your boxers. Crap. I threw my black ensemble back on in lightning speed and ran up the stairs. She was totally in for it.
Max POV:
For god's sake! I'd been so careful, so quiet and just as he finished singing I had to step on the only freaking creaky floorboard in the room didn't I? He would have definitely heard that. Had to get out of here as soon as possible. I sprinted across the room, light on my feet to not make a sound I opened the door silently when I heard Fang's doorknob turn thanks to my super acute hearing skills. Bugger. I waited, holding my breath. His door didn't open. I couldn't waste any time so I practically flew up the stairs and into the room next to Nudge and Angel's. I was just in time, as about 5 seconds after I'd flopped on my bed looking casual Fang flew the door open. His face looked like thunder. Well Fang's version, which practically means his eyes were narrowed.
"Where's the fire?" I said nonchalantly, I hoped anyway.
Fang's POV:
"Where's the fire?" Ughh I was too late. She'd already run up the stairs and into "her" room. But just 'cause she wasn't in the room that creaked, I knew it was her. Her heaving chest where she'd legged it up the stairs and her way too steady voice gave her away. She'd tried too hard. She could have just owned up, but nooo. Max wouldn't ever.
"I think you know where the fire is." I said, folding my arms.
"What are you talking about?" She asked. Still playing it cool, but she shifted her eyes. Got her, that was classic. Max always shifts her eyes when she's lying.
"Haven't you got anything better to do than sit around and listen to me? Then pretend you haven't?" I quizzed, she stared daggers at me, "Ohhh, I see, it's 'cause you love me right? Or maybe because you love me this much?" I held my arms out wide and smirked. I knew that would get to her, it always does. She thinks that I think she meant what she said during the taking out of the chip procedure. But I don't, I'm not stupid. Max could never like me like that. However, that still doesn't stop me from using it against her.
"I don't know what you're on about Fang, and in response to your questions, I don't love you and I have plenty of better things to do than waste my time being anywhere near you" She spat.
I have to admit that hurt me. I clenched my jaw tight and breathed out through my nose.
I looked at the floor "Thanks for that" and turned around and walked out. I couldn't be around her when she was like that. She said things she didn't mean…. Or said things she meant that I didn't want to hear.
Max's POV:
Oh bugger. I really need to adopt that whole think before you speak attitude. How could I say something like that to Fang, which was completely untrue? I don't understand how sometimes I can be so spiteful to people I love…like, I mean. It's probably because I've been betrayed by so many people who've supposed to have love me…but that's no excuse for what I said. Fang and me were meant to stick together, be there for each other. I don't know how I was going to make this right. I looked at the dirty ceiling searching for some kind of answer amongst the cobwebs. Come on Max think, you've got out of worst situations before…it has to be perfect, come on. I willed myself to think of the answer, note to self: willing yourself to think of answers does not work. That's it; I'd had a brainwave! Not to self: You're stupid. It was so simple hopefully this would work…hopefully. But it could only work if I'd guessed right about what Fang had gone to do. I hope it was singing, for our sake. I can't believe I'm about to do this.
Fang's POV:
I drifted down the hall in a dream like state. Should I go back? Should I leave? I walked like a sleepwalker into my room, wishing I had a lock. I squeezed my eyes tight, adamant no tears would fall, 9 years without tears; I wasn't going to break that now. I didn't really want to do anything. I definitely didn't want to sing, but I found myself drawn to my ipod. I plugged in, and pressed play. It was on random, black eyed peas came up. I allowed myself a small smile, how old was this? Couple of years, I guessed, when you're a bird kid on the run you hardly get time to update your ipod but whatever. I sighed; the song totally seemed to suit the moment. I couldn't help it… I began to sing quietly.
Shut up 3x
Shut it up, just shut up You really need to learn when to, you don't realise how much words can hurt
Shut up
Just shut up
Shut up 3x
Shut it up, just shut up
Chorus
We try to take it slow
But we're still losing control
And we try to make it work
But it still ends up the worst It's what always happens
And I'm crazy
For trying to be your lady
I think I'm going crazy You're driving me crazy
Girl, me and you were just fine (you know) We were…
We wine and dine
Did them things that couples do when in love (you know)
Walks on the beach and stuff (you know) Kisses on the beach and stuff…
Things that lovers say and do
I love you boo, I love you too Fat chance
I miss you a lot, I miss you even more
That's why I flew you out Literally
When we was on tour
But then something got out of hand
You start yelling when I'm with my friends You start yelling when anything you're unsure or uncomfortable about happens
Even though I had legitimate reasons (bull shit)
You know I have to make them dividends (bull shit)
How could you trust our private lives girl
That's why you don't believe my lies
And quick to say
Chorus
Why does emotion gotta move so fast
Love is progress if you could make it last I want to make it last
Why is it that you just lose control All the time…you need to learn to trust me
Every time you agree on taking it slow
So why does it got to be so damn tough
'cause fools in lust could never get enough of love It's not lust though, I do love her
Showing him the love that you be giving
Changing up your living
For a loving transition
Girl its a mission trying to get you to listen Yeah, almost as big as the whole saving the world mission
Few mad at each other has become our tradition On a weekly basis more than likely
You yell, I yell, everybody yells Actually I never would yell at you, unless I was mega pissed, I'm surprised I didn't yell at you up there, guess I'm more upset than pissed off
Got neighbours across the street saying
"Who the hell?!?"
Who the hell?
What the hell's going down? If we had neighbours that is
Too much of the bickering
Kill it with the sound and
Chorus
Girl our love is dying Even though it never had a chance to live
Why did you stop trying
I never been a quitah
But I do deserve betta No I don't…I deserve you, Maximum, I want you...
Believe me I will do bad
Max's POV:
What was I thinking…why am I about to do this… I listened hard at the door for the song to prepare myself. Black eyed peas, that boy has some diverse music taste. At least the song fitted for what I was about to do: Shamelessly humiliate myself. I sang the song quickly in my head finding a perfect place to walk in…. Got it. Now to wait, I wish I didn't have to do this…but I just had to. Crap, the part is really near. God what am I about to do?!
Fang's POV:
I was still singing when Max burst in the room, her eyes determined. I was so unprepared for what happened next. So I sort of went with the flow… I carried on singing…
"Let's forget the past. And let's start this new plan" I sang quietly, wondering what she was going to do next. I paused.
"Why? 'Cause it's the same old routine. And then next week I hear them scream" Oh my god! She was singing Fergie's part straight back at me, full volume, her eyes never leaving mine. I grinned at her actions, she wasn't dancing or anything but she wasn't being motionless. It was like we were having an argument, but at the same time like we were making up. She'd just made my day. Let's see where this goes.
"Girl, I know you're tired of the things they say" I sang back at her, stepping forward to decrease the space between us. Totally following the song. It' a song based on an argument remember? But there was no anger remotely in it. This was classic.
"You're damn right, 'cause I heard them lame dame excuses just yesterday!" Max sang, haha she sounded just like Fergie in my ear. She turned and walked away from me, breaking eye contact for the first time. Her arms were waving through the air, making whatever /fed up type of signals, if you get me.
"That was a different thing" I sang, stepping around her to put myself in front of her.
"No it ain't," She sang, full of attitude.
"That was a different thing" I smirked, this was hilarious. I couldn't actually believe Max was singing with me.
"No it ain't!" She stepped forward almost pressing against my body. Sounds kind of gay, but this was quite hot.
"That was a different thing!" I raised my singing level, holding my hands wide in surrender, singing down at her. This was the part I was looking forward to…
"It was the same damn thing! Same ass excuses! Boy you're useless!" She sang straight back at me, the attitude she had was just stomach hurting funny, but fits of laughter weren't really my style. "Woooaaahhh!!!" Snap decision. I practically cut off the end her "wooaaaahhh" by placing my hands round her waist, angling my head and kissing her.
Shit, was this the right choice? I'd find out in a minute… For now, I wasn't going to break away just yet, she tasted so good and her lips felt soft and warm between mine. She hadn't pulled away yet, which was promising… What was even better was when she moved her hands from hanging limply by her sides to up around my neck, hoisting herself up a bit more to make kissing me back easier. She ran her fingers through my hair as I ran my hands up her back, pulling her closer to me. After what seemed like an eternity we broke apart, both breathing heavily, our eyes never parting. Her mouth remained open as her eyes continued to search mine.
"That shouldn't have happened…" She breathed, slowly shaking her head. Fuck. I pressed my lips together and turned my head to the side so I didn't have to look at her, it would be too painful. I pinched the bridge of my nose, don't cry, don't cry. I exhaled deeply, turning back to look at her I replied,
"Look Max, you can leave if you want to…" It sounded forced: please don't leave… She stepped around me, her head bent, looking at the floor. Crap. My head was full of emotions making me want to scream, how could she keep running away from me? My hands came up to bury my face in. Suddenly I felt a big force hit me from behind, knocking some air out of me. Max had almost got as far as the doorway and had run back at me embracing me, her arms around my waist. Way too tightly, but I didn't care: she'd come back. I turned around to face her and held her close, resting my cheek on her hair. She squeezed me tightly and I held her near. I doubt any air was between any parts of our body. Her grip relaxed, and I spoke, my voice wavering "Don't leave me, we can't keep ignoring this…"
Her head tilted back so her eyes could meet mine "I know…".
Stop the talking baby
Or I start walking baby
Is that all there is? Not anymore…
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Oooh, also, for the next chapter, I'd like your opinion! Do you think I should do Max's POV on the singing of the song and kiss….or move it on? Up to you guys…. Choose carefully and I'll make it as good as I can haha! Thanks! x.