My Fake Boyfriend and His Obnoxious Mother

Summary: She didn't mean to be his girlfriend, even if it was fake. Technically, she wasn't even supposed to be Fang's girlfriend. That is, until Fang's obnoxious mother gets a hold of a picture of the two kissing, when he was trying to get Lissa off his back. Until she decides to come visit. How long will they have to hold up the act? What if it's no longer fake? And what happens when his mom finds out? FAX.


"I'm boarding up the windows, lockin' up my heart. It's like every time the wind blows, I feel it tearin' us apart. Every time he smiles, I let him in again. Everything is fine when you're standin' in the eye of the hurricane.

He picks me up like he's got the way of the hurricane, and I think I'm fine, like I'm in the eye of the hurricane. But I'm floatin', floatin', and I don't know when, know when, I'm gonna drop. He's got the way. He's got the way."

~Hurricane, Bridgit Mendler


Chapter 9

Fang was sure he couldn't have screwed up his relationship any further. He himself wasn't positive on what he'd just said, which had him a little scared. He blinked, trying to clear his mind.

Max abruptly stopped walking and looked at him expectantly. "What'd you say?" she pressed.

He shot her a weird look, catching his mom's weird look as well. He instinctively wrapped an arm around Max's waist and whispered in her ear, "Giggle. Mom's watching."

Max smiled almost uneasily and giggled slightly, not pouring her whole heart into the actions. Fang scrunched up his eyebrows. "That didn't sound normal," he murmured, only quiet enough for her to hear.

Max shrugged, but stayed planted in her spot when Fang started to move into the store.

Fang heaved a sigh, letting his arm drop from her hip. "What now?"

"I want to know what you said," she said stubbornly.

Fang shot her another weird look. "Whatdya' mean?"

Max rolled her chocolate eyes. "Never mind," she murmured, taking his hand and walking into the store.

Fang abruptly pulled her close to him, right as they were about to enter in, and whispered, "Love ya, dear."


Max groaned and buried her head in her hands. "I'm so confused, guys," she blurted, her words muffled by her hands.

Ella comfortingly patted her back while Nudge reached in for a hug.

"Too much has been going on at once," Max groaned. "I just…I don't understand!"

Nudge shot a look to Ella, as if to say, Does she do this often?

When she can't get something, Ella mouthed back, and Nudge nodded in response.

"Well, um, you want to explain?" Ella asked nervously.

Max took her time to explain what Fang had told her in the mall and Nudge and Ella both gasped dramatically at the end. "I d-don't know what to do," Max finally said, heaving a breath.

Nudge's brown eyes were as wide as golf balls, and Ella's jaw hung open. "MAX! He likes you! Can't you realize that? Oh my gosh, this is great, but the thing is, you don't feel it yet, do you? Oh gosh, that could be a problem, but not to worry, I'm going to talk to Fang now!" Nudge shrieked the last sentence and sprinted out of the room, most likely to find Fang.

Ella smiled meekly and calmly explained. "We think that he may like you more than a fake girlfriend."

Max furiously shook her head. "No, that can't be, because we agreed to be friends throughout the whole fake relationship!" she cried.

"Max, you need to calm down. I'm sure he was playing with you. We were kidding," Ella said doubtfully and uneasily. But Max was too busy stuck in deep thought to even notice that.

Max slowly nodded. "Yeah…maybe…maybe you're right."

She gave a wavering smile in response, looking away.

"Thanks," Max said, walking out of the room.

Now it was Ella's turn to bury her head in her hands in frustration. Why was she so clueless?


Madison jerked on Fang's arm, pulling him aside. "What did you say to her?" she whispered almost threateningly to him.

"What do you mean?" he asked, trying to bite back his smirk.

Madison looked at him outrageously. "What do I mean? Nicholas Ride, you know what I mean!"

Fang had the nerve to shake his head and say, "No, Mom, I don't," yet he shook his head and remained silent.

"You tell me now, or I will find a way to get it out of her," she threatened, and stalked off.

Fang groaned quietly, burying his face in his hands.


A/N:

It's short. I realize. It's been forever. I realize this too.

I apologize. I really do. And I know that sometimes it doesn't suffice, so what I'm going to try and do is really try and update every week and a half to two weeks. That's still a long time, but at least it'll still be shorter than how long I took for this chapter! I also want to say that I'm having trouble formulating ideas, so now that I've kind-of-sort-of-maybe planned that out (not really, but whatever), maybe updates will be faster! Heh.

I'm really sorry guys.

B/N: I should apologize more… I took longer to get this out, since I couldn't edit it over my break. And even though it's short, it was quiet eventful, eh? :) Love you and don't forget to review! ~Fluffy

But anyways, what do you guys think Madison will do? What do you think Fang will do about Madison? Oh snap. Things are about to go down...

STAY TUNED FOR NEXT TIME!

I've always wondered what it's like to be one of those fancy TV reporter people...

Anyways, please review!

~Bubbles