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FANG POV:
The morning light inched in between the closed blinds, and I saw Max squint as she squirmed up in my arms.
As she looked up at my face smiling she said, "Well good morning." Her hair was ruffled and flying everywhere, only making the grin on my face widen.
"So where shall we go this fine morning roommate?" I could practically hear the salivation coming from her mouth as she looked towards the kitchen.
And yes, to answer your question, she did say roommate.
Going back to last night…
"Why don't you move in with me?"
I was hoping that my face didn't show the anticipation I was feeling inside.
That anticipation changed to worry as I watched Max silently stare at me, her face blank showing no emotion, not making it easier to guess what her answer would be.
The seconds seemed like ours on the clock, and for the first time in a long time, there was a small sense of awkwardness between us.
Without knowing I held my breath awaiting my fate, and sighed when I saw a small curve begin on Max's lip.
"Fine, but only because I know you're in love with me and I don't want to break your heart." Now a full on smile, she winked at me, and I laughed at the terrible irony at her phrase, but still relieved her answer hadn't been no.
Which leads us to this morning, Max my new roommate, I like the sound of that.
MAX POV:
I could feel small beams of light hitting my eye lids, and I opened them cautiously, seeing Fang as I looked up. "Well good morning." My voice was crackly from still being half asleep, but the rumbling of my insides, woke me up. Practically drooling at the thought of food, I turned to Fang, "So where shall we go this fine morning roommate?" Luckily he saw my hungry eyes, and said, "I was thinking a restaurant, but if you're not hungry."
I scoffed, and shoved him off the couch, and got up to get dressed as I heard a large thump hit the floor. "Hey is that any way to treat your new tenant?" He tried to mimic that of an old man, and Fang plus fake accent, equal hilarious moment. Living with Fang might be a good change for me.
FANG POV:
We drove into the parking lot of Max's favorite restaurant, and she was staring outside into the window, probably thinking about Dylan.
"Hey we're here fattie." I said, trying to draw her attention away.
Succeeding she faked a hurt tone, and glared at me, "Don't you know never to call a girl fat to her face?"
Being with Max, just made me realize how much I needed her in my life. I was sick of looking, of feeling alone, I needed someone, and it was Max it always was.
My over thinking of the situation, made me run in to Max, who suddenly was at a standstill.
I looked up to see why she was suddenly willing to wait for her food, when I saw Dylan sitting at one of the booths, right about to look over.
"Hey Max," my heart was beating, and I just hopped I wasn't shaking like I was in my head, but if I was ever going to make Max fall in love with me I had to take every chance I got, and this was a pretty damn good one, "let's give him something to look at."
She looked at me as if I was crazy, but when Dylan looked over, her mind connected with mine, and she grinned evilly.
She laughed, and stepped closer to me, without holding back, I leaned down and kissed her.
MAX POV:
We had just stepped into my favorite restaurant, cutos for Fang knowing which one it was. The moment I stepped through the doors, I had decided to forget Dylan, once and for all, he wasn't good enough for me, and I think that being single for a while would be good, I mean I haven't dated in five years, but I think I could give it a swing again.
I didn't realize how hard my new resolution would be, because the second I made that promise to myself, I looked up and saw my ex sitting at a booth sipping a cup of coffee.
I stopped in place wondering what my next should be, when Fang, whispers behind me, "Hey Max," "Let's give him something to look at."
At first I had no idea what Fang was saying, but as Dylan's head reared towards our view I knew what he was hinting towards, and I couldn't help but smile.
Nervously I leaned closer towards Fang, and as if it was timed, right as Dylan saw me, Fang kissed me.
