The next morning after the party was a hard one. The feeling of an elephant standing on my head was almost as bad as continuously empting my already empty stomach into the white porcelain bowl called the toilet. To make matters worse, when I woke up that morning to make my mad dash to the bathroom I noticed another figure in my bedroom sleeping on the futon that was in there. Fang had spent the night in my room with me to make sure I was going to be ok. He also woke up that morning to hear my beautiful dry heaving over the toilet, and being the nice person he seems to be, held my hair back for me.
That was about four days ago. It is now the third week of summer break with about eight more to go. I was in my room watching a movie. Fang was in there too because Ari and Iggy took off to visit some of Ari's old friends and Fang decided to stay behind. Feeling sorry for him since he seems to get left out a lot lately I let him come in and watch the movie with me. We we're watching Mr. and Mrs. Smith. It' a pretty good movie if you ask me. Fang seemed to be liking the movie too by the smirk that was engraved upon his face. Fang feeling the weight of my stare on him turned to look at me. His face slipped back into that emotionless nothingness I was irritably getting use to. Before then I never noticed the gold specks that seem to illuminate his dark, bottomless eyes. Fang didn't say anything or make an effort to look away; he continued to stare right back at me. Being me I just had to ruin the moment.
"Why don't ya take a picture? It'll last longer." I sneered as I turned my head back to the TV. I could hear Fang chuckle from beside me.
"Do you have a snarky comment for everything in life?" I turned my head back over to look at him. His lips were graced with the presence of a smirk.
"Yup. You should hear the ones I've come up with for pickup lines. I've perfected them." I bragged proud of myself and my wit.
"Oh, really. Mind proving that little fact?" I could already see the wheels turning in Fang's head.
"Hit me with your best shot." Yes there are many points in my life just like this one that I do use lines from songs as my answer to people.
"What if I say the ever cliché 'where have you been all my life?'" Fang cocked an eyebrow at me, just begging me to not have an answer for that.
"I would say, 'Hiding from you' and if the guy was disgustingly older than me I would tag on 'plus I probably wasn't even alive for half of it'" I smiled liking my answer. I got a humph out of Fang as he thought up his next line for me to shoot down.
"How about, 'do you want to come back to my place?' what would you say to that?" He was giving me too easy of stuff to work with.
"I don't know do two people fit under a rock?" I faked ignorance to make that little show seem more believable. Fang laughed at that. No he did not chuckle; he laughed and let me tell you it ain't bad laugh either.
"That's where you're wrong. Patrick Starfish can fit more than two people under his rock. In one episode he has four people under his rock." Fang finished with a smile on his face. I was surprised not just because he was using SpongeBob to prove his point, but that he abandoned his chuckle and smirk for laughing and smiling. My response was to laugh and shake my head in disappointment at him.
"College boy thinks he's SO smart. Well does college boy know any harder pickup lines to come back to? Do more upfront; they are the harder for a person to twist them around." I challenged him.
"What are you doing Friday night?" Fang seemed almost nervous. I guess he didn't think this one was going to stump me.
"Not you." I shot back and I swear I saw a glimpse of disappointment flash by in his eyes before they were wiped clean of all expression.
"Are you a thief because you just stole my heart?" Fang asked readjusting himself so he was now looking up at the ceiling.
"Actually I am. I stole you wallet and car keys as well. Bye!" Fang snapped his head back over to look at me, shock evident on his face. He continued to look at me before shaking his head and firing off another question.
"If I saw you naked I'd die happy."
"Really because if I saw you naked I'd die laughing."
Our little compotation went on for a while longer. With Fang shooting off pick up line after pick up line and me shooting them down in his face.
"If you were my homework I'd do you an my table"
"If you were my homework I'd never do you"
"I'd really like to get into your pants."
"No thanks there's already on asshole in there."
"Girl you make my banana cream."
"I'm on a diet."
"Call me Fred Flintstone because I can make your bed rock."
"Call me Bamb Bamb, because I have a gun and I make it go bamb bamb."
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Fang was looking around my room at all the different stuff I have in it when he came across something that was to be unknown by all. That's why it was hidden away like it was. I didn't even know what fang was doing until I saw the bottom half of the book out in the open. I ran over there prepared to tackle him if I had had to, to get the book back. Fang moved out of the way in time to make me miss him and hit the wall that was there. Let me tell you that it hurt!
"Did you write this?" He asked admiration in his voice. He turned around to look at me and smirked seeing my slight blush. I never showed my poems to anyone before and know he has just read through some of them. "They're good just to let you know. You could have a future at this if you give it a little more practice." He told me flipping to a different page in the book. To embarrass me even farther he started to read one out loud.
"Love is harbored by many things
Happiness to all it does bring
It can fill a river up
In a time of drought
Not questions shall be asked
All scars are left in the past
Love brightens the day
And makes a nonbeliever want to pray
It's a miracle it does seem
That love can turn 'I' into a team
Many wonders are upon its plate
Because not everyone believes in such fate
The feelings of this emotion
Has set this whole world into motion
Crazy, people seem to get
When the candle of love is lit
Nothing is more beautiful to this day
Then true love put on display
How the feeling seems so true
That the mind doesn't know what to do
It's not a play toy
But still there's no need to be coy
Love was given to bring us joy" Fang gave me this weird look after he finished reading it. I couldn't tell if it was from the poem or how read my face was. I couldn't believe he read that. Those poems are one of the very few girly things about me. They are also very personal.
"I never knew you were such a romantic, Maximum." Fang smirked at me. I was confused for a second until I remember that I put maximum as my name in the books name tag. I have always thought that that was a better name then Maxine ever since I was a little kid.
"Neither does anyone else and I would like to keep it that way." I said as I snatched my poem book back out of his hands.
"You know I write too. I've done a few poems." Fang look at me directly in the eye. I raised an eyebrow at this new information he was offering me.
"Oh really, I think it's only fair for you to share one with me since you read through some of mine." I tried to compromise. Fang looked nervous again but cleared his throat getting ready to recite one of his poems.
"A shield hugs shoulder to breast,
Worn against a soldier's chest.
A wall in front, a heart within,
Hard facade, paper-thin.
Silver tendrils wrapping close,
The heart which you cherish most.
Remove your armor, mi amor,
For you'll find we're not at war" I was surprise that he actually did write poetry and that he wasn't half bad. I was going to comment on that until I notice fang staring at my wrist intently. I looked down at it to see if I got some dirt on it but instead I only found my medical bracelet. I really didn't need it anymore but it was one of the few things that I have left of Maya. Of course Fang would be staring at it. He has no idea as to why I have it.
"What's that?" He asked pointing to the bracelet.
"It's a medical bracelet." I knew that's not what he was asking about, but I didn't really know if I wanted to tell him about it yet.
"Why do you have it?" I was surprised to see that Fang looked concerned. I mean, yeah we have gotten to know each other a little better in these last two weeks but we are practically still strangers. I guess there really is no reason to hide it from him though. He would end up finding out from someone.
"Maya and I, well we had some problems with our kidneys when we were younger, so we had to have these medical bracelets incase out kidneys died out on us and no one who knew about the problem was around. I'm ok now. About a year after Maya died I got my new kidney." I shivered remembering the fear and pain that went along with needing a new kindey.
"I'm sorry." Fang was once again apologizing for something he had nothing to do with.
"You gotta stop that!" I yelled at him. He jumped back in shock.
"What do you mean?" His brows furrowed his voice quizzical.
"Stop apologizing for things you have had nut'n to do with. It ain't gonna to get ya anywhere around here." I explained to him. His response was to nod.
"Ok Mr. Mute, what do you want to do now?" I asked trying to be somewhat of a good host. Fang shrugged his shoulder before asking a question.
"Aren't Iggy and your brother suppose to be my host not you?" this was very true and most likely won't happen much throughout the summer.
"Good luck with trying to get them to act like it the whole time. Once you get those two together they have the tendency to forget that other people besides them do in fact exist." I explained to this new comer.
"How about some food then?" As soon as Fang mentioned the word food my stomach let go a repulsive growl.
"Sounds perfect. There's a little café, no more than a five minute drive from here. We could go there." I suggested since Fang doesn't know about what this place has to offer.
"That should be good enough." He agreed. In less than ten minutes we were out the door and getting into my 2008 red Mustang GT convertible, with the top down of course.
"Nice car." Fang complemented me. I figured that it wouldn't be his style since it wasn't black and that it was flashy. I would guess that my 1990 GMC Sierra pickup truck that I use in the winter would be more his style.
"Thanks." I hid my face as I said that because I was blushing. For some reason it felt weird to me to have someone who is five years older than me giving me a complement. After that little moment we started off to our destination of the little café.
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