Disclaimer: I own nothing but yes, I STILL have that stick.
She moved her lips in sync with mine her hands tangled in my hair. And you know in those stupid teen magazines how they say you have fireworks when you kiss the person you love? Let me tell you, they aren't lying. Max's lips on mine felt so amazing I can't even begin to describe it. My hands gripped her waist and brought her closer, our heads moving this way and that. Finally oxygen was needed and we broke apart.
Max pulled back and we stared at each other. She stood up, "We should get back inside." She said. She completely ignored the kiss, well, alright if that's what she wanted I'll do the same.
"Yeah, it's getting dark." I said standing and walking out of the garden.
"Fang wait." Max called, from behind me, I stopped but didn't turn around.
"Look, um, well that kiss, it was great and all but I'm not really sure how I feel about it. Y'know after getting kicked out of my own country by my own mother, and the twins, and taking care my family, and now the kiss…I just-have a lot to deal with okay? I don't really think I'm ready for that yet." Max said. I turned to her and nodded, not trusting my self to speak. I couldn't help but think if it was Sam would she have been ready for a relationship then?
Max smiled and hugged me, "Thank you for understanding." She whispered before letting go and returning the castle for the rest of the ball. I grudgingly followed not really wanting to return to the world of stuck up royalty and my psycho father.
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When we got back, it seemed as though nobody noticed we were gone, The ball was coming to a close and there was barely anyone left in the hall. I glanced around and saw Gazzy and Angel Ride, sitting up against a wall, Angel's head on Gazzy shoulder, Gazzy's head on Angel's, asleep. Iggy was still by the food table, downing countless cups of coffee to keep himself awake, while Nudge was talking animatedly beside him. It was obvious he wasn't listening.
Ella and Jason were still on the dance floor (two of the only people there), Sam was…somewhere and the twins were on their way out.
"Hey, Prince Fang!" I heard Brigid call out to me as she walked out, I grabbed Max's hand and Fast walked as far away from the exit as possible.
Max and Iggy managed to carry Angel and Gazzy up to bed as the rest of the guests filed out. Nudge was now gracing Sam, whom we found asleep under a table, with her amazing ability to speak, and Ella and Jason were STILL dancing.
Soon the hall was empty and i couldn't help but feel relieved as i trudged up the stairs to my room. When i reached the smokey gray double doors i pushed them open and walzted into my room. It was big, but which prince doesn't have a big room? A black and gray fourposter, king sized bed in the center, with my glass balcony doors to the right of and my wardrobe up against the left wall. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair and crossing the room to my balcony.
I stepped out side, reveling in the cool night air as i studied the millions of stars scattered throughout the pitch black sky. The silvery-white full moon shone brightly, creating a reflection on the surface of the lake below me, i glanced down, intent on watching to soft ripples through the water. But seeing something else. A small petite figure was sitting on a rock near the lake, their shoulders were hunched slightly, as if angry, or frustrated, or maybe stressed. I watched more closely and saw that it was Max, her brownish blond hair blowing around her face as she looked out over the lake her face looking aglow in the moonlight. I sighed, remembering the kiss as I watched her run her hands through her hair. A trumpet blared, and she jumped up, startled, it was the curfew trumpet, and she knew that, so she walked swiftly back towards the castle.
I don't know how long i stood there, watching the spot where she had sat, but eventually i turned around and slid back into my room.
I pulled in a sharp breath when i saw Max in there, sporting a forest green version of the nightgown she was wearing the night before, laying on my bed, flipping through one of the books i had left on the nightstand.
"Max." I greeted, hoping that i didn't show that she scared the crap out of me. She looked up, eyeing me warily.
"Fang." She greeted back, returning to the book.
"What are you doing here?" I asked cautiously. She closed the book watching me very carefully.
"You see, the funniest thing happened tonight." She started, smiling slightly.
"Oh?" I asked, acting nonchalant as i walked over to my wardrobe and looked in the mirror beside it, seeing her still watching me in the reflection.
"Yeah, i was sitting out side, by the lake you know, and i saw something or someone on that balcony," She pointed to the glass doors a few feet away from my bed, "Watching me."
I could feel my eyes widening slightly and i shook it off, not answering her.
"You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you Fang?" She asked, mock sweetly. I turned to her, my face slightly red from embarrassment, and looked her dead in the eye.
"Not in the slightest." I answered coolly.
She snorted softly, "Whatever Fang. Next time you're gonna stalk me, please give me some notification at least." My cheeks flamed, as she placed the book back on the night stand and sauntered over to me. "But it's okay, I think it's sweet that you would watch me--" she paused, "In an odd way of course." She smirked and planted a light kiss on my cheek, "Night Fang." And she skipped out of my room.
I groaned and flopped onto my bed, knowing that the worst case scenario had become a reality: I had fallen for the girl my father wanted me to kill.
A/N I know it's short, but school has started and i won't be updating that frequently, sorry guys. Do you like it though? I did. : )