A/N: Hello world and all who inhabit it! Okaaay...so maybe that many people don't read this...lemme start over.

Heeeello, all my beloved readers! Can't say how thankful I am to all of you. I'm reaaaally sorry for not updating lately...I've been soo busy lately with all the homework stuff.

Anywaaaaays, I hope y'all like this. But I'm sorry if it sucks. I've been a liiittle sleep deprived lately...maybe it's cause of school, maybe it's cause of my parents planning things on weekend mornings...either way, I'm tired. But let's get to the story now, shall we?

THANKS SO MUCH TO HOLLYFIRE53! And lemme just say, I'm gonna miss you a lot! Sucks how we can't talk anymore! :(

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.


Chapter 7: Huge Mistakes and Falling in Love

Max's POV

Fang and I went inside the house and into an empty room, in case someone were to come home. We needed our privacy right now. I walked straight past Fang without even glancing at him, and sat on my bed, eyes on the floor. I wondered what Fang had made of the whole exchange between Dylan and I. I wondered if he hated me now.

I felt the bed lower slightly as Fang took a seat right next to me I refused to look at him, but he wouldn't take that for an answer. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close, putting his other hand under my chin and forcing me to look up at him.

"Max, look at me, please." He begged when I tried to shrug him off and move away. "Please." Not able to fight it anymore, I looked into his eyes, not finding any anger or blame...but instead, sincerity and understanding.

"Max, whatever you're thinking, I'm not mad at you. On the contrary. It's not your fault about Dylan. He was created to love you, even if you didn't love him back. Just, please, tell me you don't love him back." I almost laughed at the ridiculousness of loving Dylan...until I realized that maybe it wasn't that ridiculous at all. Maybe I did love him.

Well, not like I loved Fang, but I knew that I felt some kind of love for him. Why else would I make such a big deal about him? Why else would I almost marry him?

But of course, I couldn't tell Fang that.

My lack of speaking seemed to worry Fang. "You don't love him, right?" He asked, almost whispering. I stared into the depths of his intense eyes and shook my head.

I felt horrible doing it. Felt horrible for lying to him.

But the utter relief in his eyes was totally worth it.

Or was it? I thought as Fang and I left the room. Was it really worth it? I couldn't help but remember the agonized look Dylan had given me. Honestly, Dylan isn't that bad of a guy. Although sometimes he might act like a total jerk, I haven't really showed you the other side of him. The absolutely adorable, almost sickeningly sweet side of him. He was always there for me, without a doubt. If he were mad at me, all of it would disappear the moment I showed any anger or sadness. Even when I was crying over Fang, he was there, my shoulder to cry on, though it was obviously upsetting him to see me hurting over another guy.

So yes, maybe I did love him. But can you blame me?


Fang's POV

Why do I feel like she's hiding something?

But then again, its not like I'm very innocent. If Max knew what I have done in the past 20 years, she would probably beat the crap out of me. If she knew that I was married and had a kid...

….I don't even wanna think about what she'll do to me.

But trust me, I regret ever doing any of those things. It was all a huge mistake.


A/N: Confession time. Maybe I don't hate Dylan now as much as I did before. He's just a sweet kid, and its not his fault that he loves Max. When you think about it, this was never his choice. And I feel kinda bad for writing him as a total asshole...anyone with me? Or am I the only one? :P

Again, I'm sorry for taking so long to update, and then posting short updates =/

Anyhooo.. please review! :)