A/N. Wow! Thanks for all the reviews! They mean a lot to me and I literally save them all.
Oh and Anna thanks for the song. It's really good but when you submitted the review it didn't show the italics or underline or that stuff so could you just label it like FANG or MAX or BOTH and could you also tell me the title too? Thanks!
Anyway, here the story and another of my original song (though it's not my best one)
Recap:
Ok but can I try something? So you can be sure of something?" he asked me and I nodded slowly, not sure what he was getting at.
He leaned down slowly and kissed me.
Max POV
When Fang pulled away I was shocked. I didn't know what to do, I mean I liked it and all but I was scared. I'm not entirely sure what I was scared of but my natural reaction was to run.
When I was half way out the hall I made the mistake of looking back. Fang looked crushed but then a look of determination went on his face and he started to run after me. "Max wait!" he yelled but I didn't stop. I kept running until I was out in the street and ducked in an alley way.
"Max? Max, where did you go?" I heard Fang yell as he ran past me but I stayed hidden.
I put a hand over my mouth; I could still feel his lips on mine. It was wrong but it felt…right. No! No, Max! You will not be one of his many exes! Who am I kidding? That's not why I'm scared. I'm scared of getting hurt again. Dylan already broke my heart; I don't need it broken again.
But Fang's not Dylan! A part of my brain shouted. It was right; Fang's not Dylan but even if he doesn't intend to break my heart doesn't mean he won't. So you're never going to try again? Because someone might break your heart? How will you know the water's cold if you don't go in it? It told me. I know what some of you are thinking, no, I don't have a voice in my head. It just happens sometimes, like now.
I thought for a while. Should I give Fang a chance? I mean he's not the jerk playboy I thought he was. I've seen him when he was just around friends, being a normal person. He's actually really funny and nice and really just a regular down-to-earth person. I hate having internal battles with myself.
I sighed. To be with or not to be with? That is the question, quoting on of Shakespeare's most quoted lines; I have to say it's appropriate regarding my current situation. Should I be with him? I really want to, I do so maybe I should. But then again, if I do decide to be with him, I'm putting myself at risk and I really didn't want to do that but how do I know he will if I don't try. I weighed my options some more and it left me with only one answer.
Fang POV
I can't believe she ran away! I mean a simple no would be enough but running away…she might as well have ripped my heart out. I liked Max. She wasn't like the other girls I dated; she actually could speak and do things for herself. She wasn't all googly-eyed and clingy; she was her own person. She was unique. She was different. And I liked it. Too bad she obviously doesn't like me back.
Who was I kidding? Why do I even care anyway? It's not like I'm some teenage girl who only cares about the boy the like liking them back. She wasn't going to be here much longer anyway. Her contract was going to expire soon and it didn't look like she was gonna renew it.
I'm Nicholas Martinez. I'm Fang. I can have any girl I want. So what if one girl doesn't want to go out with me? Who cares? Well, I do. But I'll just keep telling myself I don't because right now I hate Max. I hate her for making me fall for her. Hard.
I needed a distraction right now and I knew just who to call.
Max POV
I've made up my mind. I need to find Fang and apologize, tell him I do want to be with him but take things really slow.
I took a deep breath and slowly opened his apartment door. As soon as I did I felt my blood boil.
Here I was, ready to tell him I thought he was worth a shot and what do I find? Him making out with Lissa Burn on his couch.
I cleared my throat and they both jumped up in surprise. "Sorry for interrupting. I was just going to tell Fang that I wrote a new song and Roger said we had practice tomorrow" I lied smoothly "but obviously I have really bad timing" I said and gestured to the two of them. I was pleased that I was able to keep my voice steady but furious that I let myself think he was worth it.
"Max, I-" Fang began but I cut him off.
"No need to apologize Fang. I guess I should leave you two alone then, I've got places to be" I put as much steel in my voice as I could and walked out the door.
When I was out Fang grabbed my arm "Max, it isn't-"
"Isn't what? You two making out? Cause' I think it is"
"It wasn't like that"
"Is that why you kissed me? It didn't mean anything at all?"
His eyes widened and he shook his head wildly "Max, I-" he started but I didn't hear the rest. I was already gone.
I slammed the door of my apartment. I grabbed a pen and a paper and did the only thing that could help me in time like this: write a song.
I
Who do you think you are?
Cruisin' in that shiny car
Walkin' with your head held high
Thinkin' your higher than the sky
Livin' life like it's a party
Feeling' all good and godly
Chorus:
Well let me knock you off that pedestal
I'll tell you ain't nothin' special
You're not all high and mighty
You're not special somebody
So get a hold of yourself
Cause' you're just an ass to people like myself
II
Well you don't see us little people
And you think that you're unbelievable
You're too good to be true
Well just according to you
(Chorus)
Take that Fang. You're not the hotshot you think you are and maybe when people hear this song, they won't either.
A/N. So how was it? Anyway, thanks to my friend Bella for inadvertently helping me with the whole Shakespeare thing. Sorry if you didn't like the twist but I'm only on chapter 8 and I can't have everything all perfect already can I? Where's the story in that? Anyway, please review!
Hope you enjoyed,
Indy