A/N: Ok, I know, I suck at updating. But, before you have time to explode, I really need to clear this up. Angel and Gazzy are in no way related in this story. The only people related are Fang and Iggy. Just cuz I live in the south doesn't mean I'm like that :)

Anyways, I present to you, CHAPTER 7!

Chapter 7 – Max's POV

OhmyGod, Angel totally had the hots for Gazzy. The way she stared at him was just so cute, and I could picture them together. Gazzy made his way over to me and smiled. "Hey, Maxi!"

"Hey Gaz," I started to point everyone out. "This is Fang, and Nudge, Rachelle, and this is Angel." Saving the best for last—corny me. I smirked as Gazzy gave her a shy smile instead of one of his signature toothy grins. They held their gaze and I could hear Nudge sighing in content to herself. I looked over at Fang and smiled, resting my head on his shoulder. He and I were now inseparable.

"Hi," Angel smiled softy and, well, angelically. I could practically see a little halo forming around her blonde curls.

I could see Gazzy mentally slap himself as he stopped making googly eyes and finally replied, "Hey, Angel, it's nice to meet you. It's nice to meet all of you." I loved my little brother. He could be so smooth when he wanted to. I smiled up at him and for a few awkward moments, the air around us was silent.

"Um, Gazzy," Nudge smiled earnestly. "Why don't you sit down?" she slyly pointed to the empty seat between Angel and I. Angel's porcelain white skin turned bright pink and I held back a laugh. I could feel Fang silently chuckling to himself as Nudge kept the smug look on her face.

Gaz's cheeks heated up as well and this time I couldn't help it—I found myself giggling quietly. Wait—me? Giggling? What the hell was Fang doing to me?

"Well, um, I really wish I could sit with you—I mean you all, but, uh, these guys are waiting for me, so uh, see you later." He stuttered quickly, his eyes never leaving Angel's.

"Bye, Gazzy!" Nudge, Fang, and I chorused. Angel looked at her shoes. Gazzy stared at her expectantly, and then looked disappointed when she didn't say anything. He walked to a different table filled with freshman guys with his shoulders slumped forward and his head down. I glanced back at Angel, who still had rosy cheeks and was still looking at her sneakers.

"I gotta go," she muttered. She hastily grabbed her Ralph Lauren bag and hurried out of the café, getting quicker with every step. It was silent again. Nudge sighed.

"Well, that blew," Fang murmured.

"Tell me about it! I mean, one minute they're all cutesy, and then the next they can't stand to look at each other? That's just crazy! I mean, jeez, if I had a hot guy giving me the flirt eye, I would walk right over to him and—" I tuned her out while thinking about my poor little brother. Heartbroken on his first day.

Great.

FAX

You know what really sucks? Getting a mind blowing headache on your date with the most amazing guy ever. Here, I'll fill you in.

So Fang took me to the movies. Normal date stuff right? He let me pick which movie we wanted to see and was surprised that I didn't wanna see Leap Year. Oh no, we went and saw Kick-Ass which is now, officially, my favorite movie of all time. Afterwards, we were sitting in the lobby, discussing the movie.

At one point, I got up to go to the restroom. When I came back, I looked over at our table and saw a blonde chick talking to Fang. She was talking to him, giving him a flirty smile and twisting her hair between her fingers. I started to heat up until I saw Fang pushing her away, backing up every time she pushed herself against him. I smirked and strutted over. "Hi, Fang," I said oh-so adorably.

"So, Meagan, this is my girlfriend, Max, you know the one I was just talking about?" Fang stammered. "Meagan" looked me over and scoffed, twitching back towards her expectant friends. We sat back down, Fang studying my expression, making sure I wasn't upset. And that's when the pain in my head hit me like a semi-truck. A high-pitched squeak came from the back of my throat and my eyes instantly started watering.

"Oh, God, Max please don't cry. I wasn't flirting with her I swear! Please don't—" I raised my hand, motioning him to stop talking. The pain was so horrible I couldn't speak properly.

"Not…that…head…pain…take…home…" I slowly gasped out in short, sharp breaths. Fang quickly understood and put my arm over his shoulder. We hobbled to his truck slowly but surely, and eventually I was on my way home, still fighting back tears.

When we reached my house, Fang turned off the engine and got out of the car to help me. He walked me to the doorstep and up to my room, where he lay me down and gave me some aspirin, which had no effect. He pulled a chair next to my bed and watched me, worry written all over his face.

Finally, I was able to speak like a human. "What are you still doing here?"

"Max," Fang gave me a duh-look. "Your parents aren't home, you're in pain, this is kind of a sign that I need to stay with you. Now, just relax," He sat on the bed next to me, resting his head on a pillow. Don't worry, dears, we're still both fully clothed.

"Well," I squinted in pain again. "To tell you the truth, I really did like it when you rubbed the spot between my…wings." It was still a new thing to me, Fang knowing about my wings. He grinned at me and I felt my heart stop.

I lay there in perfect bliss—besides the throbbing pain in my head—smiling to myself. I turned over to face Fang, and met his deep, purple eyes. They were sparkling and I felt my smile get wider (if that was possible.) I leaned forward and planted a small, soft kiss on his lips. He grabbed onto my hand and stayed like that. Even after we pulled away, our hands were still locked together. We both fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing, and it instantly became my favorite sound.

Before I drifted off to sleep, I said to myself, So far, everything has gone perfectly…what else do I need to do?

Directly followed by a familiar voice, Save the world, Max.

FAX

A/N: Anybody know what's wrong with Max's head?

Total: Oh! Oh, I know!

Me: Oh shush. Anyways, sorry this was such a short chapter, I just needed a good way to end it.

Total: Can I say it? Pleeease?

Me: Ugh, fine. Go ahead!

Total: REVIEW!