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Fangs pov:

"One Grande white chocolate mocha, one Grande black coffee, 4 cake pops and 2 chocolate chip cookies, please."

"Okay, that comes to 16.97, please."

I took out my debit card and handed it to the cashier. I looked back to see Max staring out of the window of our booth. Her face was filled with sadness as she watched the leaves fall to the ground. I had only known Max for a couple of days but already I knew that I was beginning to like her.

As in like, like her.

When I saw her that day on the cliff, I was immediately taken away by her beauty. She had a simple plain, natural beauty that I wanted to capture with my camera. Those big brown eyes, her sharp nose, her arched eyebrows, her pouty lips. When I saw her earlier today in my beanie, I knew I wanted her to be mine.

I carried back our drinks and snacks and sat down across from her. She looked up in surprise and smiled when she saw me. I handed her the mocha, 2 cake pops and a cookie. Her eyes brightened at the sight of the cookie and she reached out to take it.

"So, Max. Are you going to explain Ari, or am I going to have to kick it out of you?" I said with a smirk. She sighed, as if she knew this was coming and took a sip of her drink. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," I said reassuringly. She shook her head and opened her mouth.

"When I was younger, me and Ari were really close, like best friends. The summer before grade 11, he went to camp and only called me once throughout the whole month of July. When he came back, I confronted him because I was super pissed. He said he made new friends and just got busy. I ignored him for a while and then, around August, Dad died.

"It was hard on all of us but sometimes I think it was the hardest on me. Before he died, he was my everything. We had a game only us two would play, it was catch. Boring I know, but I always played because he made it more fun. Mom was always distant with me. She preferred Ella and Ari over me and I didn't know why. After dad died, she just threw herself into her work. Meeting after meeting, trip after trip. She hasn't been home in 2 months. I was so scared and alone.

"Before my dad died, I was a happy, lively, wild girl. I was the most popular girl in school. I'm not lying, really. It's because we were rich; everyone knew me. After dad died, I lost my spark. That's when I found out who my real friends were. I would space out, skip school, stay in bed all day. But I never cried. Not one single tear. Not a drop. I thought something was wrong with me.

"I'm not usually a 'drink-my-sorrows-away' kinda girl but one night, I just did. I dressed up like some hoe, went to a club and got smashed. I found some random guy to dance with and I fooled myself into thinking that that was life. In reality, it was a distraction from my real life. This continued for 6-7 weeks before I realized how shitty it really was. I got a cab home and barfed my guts up in the washroom all night. I was so disgusted. But most of all, I was alone.

"I went back to school, aced my classes, but everyone could tell, I had changed. I almost forgot to smile. I use a fake smile to get them off my back but really, I'm dead inside" she whispered the last part and looked away.

I didn't know everything, but I knew enough. I felt like doing something bold, so I reached across the table and put my hand on her check. "I'll help revive you" I said. She covered my hand with hers and turned her head to kiss my palm.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"For not running away, screaming."

MAX POV:

We were back in Fang's mustang, driving around as I pointed out random place to him. I was relieved after talking to Fang. It was like the weight on my shoulder split into two and I was lighter. He understood me.

I was fiddling around with his camera when I got an amazing idea. "Hey, yo Fang?" "Yeah, Max?" he asked, turning to me. "When was the last time you did a photo shoot?" I asked. "Uh... about two months ago, I think. With Angel." He said. I looked at him with a grin. "Well, it's not like we have anything else to do right? Let's dress up and have a photo shoot." I surprised myself by feeling excited and warming up to the idea.

"You sure?" asked Fang, worry in his eyes. But behind that I could see excitement, similar to mine. "Yea I'm sure."

And I was.

I picked out my black lace leggings, my blue and white belted floral ruffle skirt, a white crop top under that and a grey blazer. (Btw, links in the profile) I took my grey boots and Fangs leather jacket and put them on the side, since I would wear those to. For my hair, I straightened it and added a snookie-like poof on my head. I went light on my make-up, only adding eyeliner, mascara, a teardrop, (If you don't know what that is, ask me. It's not a legit teardrop.) and face powder.

I put a light pink on my lips and grabbed my stuff and went down stairs. I headed straight for the kitchen and prodded around in the fridge until I found the chocolate milk. I grabbed a glass and started pouring when I heard a low whistle behind me, making me turn.

"Dayumm. You clean up nice, Ride." Said Fang, smirking like an idiot. He was wearing dark wash jeans, a black v-neck and had a leather jacket slung over his shoulder. "Likewise," I said, turning back around to finish pouring my milk. I put the milk back and turned to lean against the counter while drinking it. I started looking at Fang. Well, staring actually. I couldn't help myself. He was so beautiful and gorgeous. I was so happy that I was the one here with him and not some other girl because I couldn't stand the thought of ever losing him.

Ever.

He came up close to me and smiled slowly. I blushed slightly and looked away. Why, oh, why, did he have this effect on me? He came right in my face and put his lips next to my ear, and I was able to feel his hot breath on my skin. I was still clutching onto the glass of milk and he slowly pulled it out of my hands.

"Staring isn't nice, love." He whispered and took my glass away with a final tug and stepped back to smile at me and take a swig of the milk.

My face turned red and I smacked him. Like really hard.

He grinned at me but I stomped away to grab my/his jacket and opened the front door.

"Hurry the hell up!"