It's OFFICIALLY SUMMER TIME BABY!

And I had exams ALL week! I studied each one like crazy the night before and so far I got a B in English….and the highest I have ever gotten in an English test was a C…So I'm actually so happy right now! AAAND I'm going to The Band Perry on July 3RD, in Dublin with my best-friend who just turned on Thursday! I'm so excited because the last people I saw live were Jedward….o/O

So that is the reason for my reeealy late update…Also I was having a Poke-War via Facebook against my friend from film camp…then my ginger friend got involved, this went on for like two hours…o.O God we're weird…

Naked and Famous-Young Blood (seriously listen to that song and you'll think of this chapter! Mostly a flash-back)

DISCLAIMER: I don't own MR

Enjoy


Max's POV

You know that feeling you get while you're asleep, when you feel as if you just fell of a fifty-foot cliff? Well that's how I woke up, except I was actually falling off a 30cm high sofa. Close enough. I landed with a thump, my face hitting the hard wooden floor.

I grunted as I tried to get up, but the task proved to be too much for me, so I slumped back down onto the floor. I heard a sigh from the door of the living room.

"The floor is comfier than it looks," I spoke into the floor. I heard a soft chuckle come from the door. It didn't belong to Ella as she would be throwing water over my face. It didn't belong to Iggy as he would already be on top of me by now, preventing me from getting up while Ella went to get the water. Basically whenever I refuse to get up in their house, I get an unwanted early morning wash. So there was only one person who owned a chuckle that lifeless. Fang.

Shit, was my first thought. For starters I was on the floor, I was wearing an old nightie belonging to Ella, and judging by the light breeze I was feeling, the garment was revealing a little too much upper leg, but not my ass, perverts, Jeesh.

"Want a hand?" Fang asked sarcastically.

"Sure, call Ella in, will you?" I shot back, but got up and took the cup of coffee Fang had waiting for me.

"You know the doctors said you should walk around, you know, get some fresh air?" Fang suggested. I got up with little effort and sat back down on the couch. Fang walked over and handed me a glass of water, obviously Ella is having no influence on him whatsoever. I gladly took the water and drank it as we remained in awkward silence.

"What are you doing here?" I tried to ask nicely but, let's all face it, trying to ask someone that is impossible to say nicely.

"To make sure you get out of the house," he stated simply. I sighed, knowing that getting out of this house, which no longer had any food, is probably a good thing.

"Give me half an hour and I'll be ready," I sighed getting up off of the couch. I got up too fast and got a little dizzy. Fang was instantly at my side, ready to catch me, which kinda pissed me off. "I'm fine," I muttered, walking out of the room.

I knew how to get around Ella and Iggy's house, so I headed upstairs and got into the shower. Little over half an hour, I was walking back down the stairs, in skinny cropped jeans and a loose top I borrowed from Ella, even though she wasn't here. Fang was waiting for me by the door, tossing an apple in the air and catching it again. The apple was in the air when I caught it and took a bight out of it. Fang raised his eyebrows questioningly, but he knew me to well to know that he wasn't getting his apple back. We headed out of the house, and I made sure this time to lock their front door.

Fang opened the door of his car and I got into the passenger's seat, but not without a little hesitation, after all I was hit by a car only yesterday. Fang pulled out of Iggy and Ella's driveway and drove back into town.


About fifteen minutes later, Fang and I were walking through the familiar park that we practically grew up in. The play park was still here, never popular with young kids, too much drug dealers around, but of course not during the day, so we both sat down on the swing set-that was a common place to find us in our teenage years.

We sat in silence for a while, it was a little awkward, but the beautiful surroundings we had took away that awkwardness. That was until Fang brought up the topic I'd been avoiding since he got back.

"Do you miss it? High school I mean," Fang asked cautiously. He was looking at the ground, not meeting my eye. Might as well answer honestly, I thought.

"Honestly, I don't miss 'High school' in general; I miss who we were back then. We've all changed so much," I trailed off, remembering our old selves. I noticed Fang begin to crack a smile, which was a rarity for him. "What's so funny?" I questioned, dreading what embarrassing memory he had re-discovered.

Fang laughed a little more before deciding to answer my question.

"Remember Spring Break in Senior Year?" Fang asked slowly, beginning to snicker. I was laughing with him. What a Spring Break that had turned out to be.

FLASHBACK

"Now I have an idea!" declared Iggy, we were sitting around a warm campfire on the beach in Florida. It was amazing, mid-Spring Break, senior year, in our youth. I wanted nothing to change. If time could just freeze, right now, I would be the happiest person alive.

Iggy had his arm slung over the shoulders of a girl he had taken a liking too, named Tess. She was nice enough, really tall and always planted her hair, she was pretty too. And she seemed to like Iggy so we let her come with us to the beach today.

I saw Nudge tense at the thought of an idea coming from Iggy. She was in a short, flowing skirt over a bikini and a pair of fancy flip-flops. Her long brown hair was in ringlets cascading down her tanned back. She was sitting to a guy she had a crush on called Sam.

Sam was in my Biology class and Fangs Math class, he was a year older than Nudge she was only a junior, but Sam was a pretty decent guy, therefore he was accepted.

Fang had his arm around my waist protectively, it fitted just right. I was in my old beat up black converse with a blue tongue, my denim shorts fitted perfectly over my navy bikini, nothing too fancy for me.

As for Fang, you guessed it, black trunks and black converse. He had a tight black sleeveless top on, outlining his well-toned body clearly. I had my head resting on his shoulder.

The sun was setting, the picture was amazing.

"And what would that be?" Nudge answered Iggy's statement curiously.

"I think it is time for a little bit of truth or dare? Don't you think so to Maximum?" Iggy spoke in a fake formal voice; the worst part is that he was 100% sober.

"Here we go," Fang mumbled only loud enough for my ears to hear, I silently smirked at Fang's comment.

"I do think so indeed Jeffery," I mimicked his tone and pulled Fang closer to the others. We were sitting in a smaller circle, beside the campfire. There were seven of us in total, our friend JJ was there also. We all looked at one another for a moment, not really sure who should start.

Iggy decided to no longer hold back.

"Max, truth or dare?" my sober frenemy smirked at me. That little piece of sh-

"Truth, I mean dare or truth, no dare," I drabbled unsurely.

"Dare it shall be then," Iggy grinned evilly, here we go! "Max I dare you to take off your bikini top and show us all what lies beneath," he grinned at my pale face and gave me a wink. All the girls pit the heads in theirs hands while I was getting excited looks from the boys.

"Uh..." I mumbled, but Iggy was determined to get what he asked for.

"Is wittle Maxi a chicken?" Iggy pouted his bottom lip and his eyes were the size of hockey balls. That was it; nobody calls me a chicken and gets away with it.

I stood up from my sitting position. I could have sworn I heard Fang mutter "yes" but I ignored it. I felt for the piece of tied fabric at the back of my neck and slowly pulled it out of its knot. My bikini fell revealing all for the eager eyes of the hormonal crazed boys, gaping up at me.

Sam seemed to be drooling as well as Iggy and Fang was just staring at me intently, as in my eyes not my breasts because he's not as purvey as the others.

Fang stood up and cupped my chin with his hand; he brought my lips up to his and kissed me deeply. My arms wrapped around his waist as his hands were at the back of my neck, re-tying the knot.

Before we turned around, Fang leant down to my ear and whispered.

"They need to grow up a bit, besides I saw them first," I could hear the ego-filled smirk in Fangs comment but just gave him a seductive look before taking his hand and sitting back down with the others.

The boys were still staring at chest even though they were covered up. Simultaneously, Tessa and Nudge clicked their fingers in front of their faces, which knocked them from their gaze.

"Iggy, truth or dare?" I was going to get back at him for that.

"Bitch please?" Iggy asked in a cocky tone.

"Fine, I dare you to strip down naked and run around the beach screaming 'I have a small wiener!' or are you too scared?" Without another word Iggy stood up and began to strip. Tess never took her eyes off of the boy, I just put my head in my hands asking God why my friends are so stupid.

I could hear in the distance the loud cries of Iggy screaming about the size of his, you know, yeah.

I looked up to see a smug-looking Iggy sitting back down by the bonfire. We were about to continue when Iggy interrupted.

"Max, I could just feel the sexual tension between you and I while I was running along the water," Iggy spoke in a low-voice, which earned him a death-glare from Fang and mouth of sand from me.

"Fang, truth or dare?" asked Nudge, starting to like this game. Fang didn't answer for a moment, thinking about his options, which weren't many since it was 'Truth or Dare'.

"Truth," he sighed, I knew he was going to pick that, as coming from Nudge, he would be going home in a pink hairband or something. Nudge immediately began to giggle but soon recovered.

"How many times have you and Max done it, and don't deny it because we all know that you have?" Nudge asked flatly. I looked at Fang, kinda shocked that she would ask something like that, but more shocked that she already knew.

"Uh, like…once…or, em," Fang babbled under his breath, not really making sense. That was until Iggy butted in.

"Three times!" Iggy declared, earning himself yet another death-glare from Fang and myself.

"How the Hell do you know?" I questioned Iggy. He smiled smugly.

"Don't tell me you've never heard of the bro code?" I scoffed in disgust at how Iggy could come up with such a smart-ass answer. Whatever, it's not like it was our last.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Yeah, I guess we were all kind of young and stupid back then," I chuckled softly, but Fang's expression was dead serious.

"You've changed, you're not the Max I grew up with," he blurted out suddenly, taking me by surprise. I just stared at him as his breathing increased. He was still looking at the ground, but I was now disgusted with what he had said and how he cannot look me in the eye and tell me it.

"I had to change, because when you left, everything left with you," I declared, my voice rising slightly, I was now standing over him. "Did you seriously think that if you came back, everything would be okay again, I wouldn't have moved on?"

Fang only shook his head, biting his bottom lip.

"How selfish can you get?" I spat at him, but no sooner that the words had left my lips were Fangs lips on mine. The kiss took me by shock; it had been six years since I had kissed him last. It took every ounce of me not to give in, but I knew better. I pushed Fang off of me, which caused him to stumble backwards then trip over the low-hanging swing and fall on his back. Under any other circumstances, that would have been hilarious.

Fang quickly recovered himself and stood up again.

"Nothing had changed, Max," Fang muttered softly, looking me in the eyes.

"Everything has changed," I choked out before I turned away from Fang and walked out of the park and to my house.

Fang just kissed me, he kissed me and I pushed him away. I hated him so much, but what was that familiar spark that had been missing for all these years?


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