Max POV

Rain hit the coffee shop window pane. My hot coffee was slowly warming underneath my fingertips. I was wearing just a simple gray t-shirt and a pair of jeans, but being the stupid, distracted me, I didn't notice the dark clouds in the sky when I left and as soon as I walked through the coffee shop doors, it started to pour. God, I'm an idiot.

The bell above the door chimed as cold air wafted around my ankles. Fang walked in, scanning the room for me. Our eyes met and my heart stopped. In all his mysterious, hot glory, he strode over, sliding into the booth across from me. Silence covered me like the coat I didn't bring and goose bumps slowly rose on my skin from the air conditioned room.

"Listen, Max-"

"Whatever you have to say, spit it out." I swallowed back the lump in my throat, forcing the tears back.

"I know you don't believe this, but Lissa came on to me. As you walked up, I was about to push her away. Max, you don't realize how much sleep I've lost over you and what large amounts of nutrition I haven't been eating." Now that he mentioned it he did look skinnier and he had light purple bruises under his eyes. "I can't get you out of my head, the way you screamed at me, the way you cried. You don't know how sorry I am. I would take back when we were assigned together just so you wouldn't have to go through all the shit that you did. I realize that there is a high chance that none of this is convincing you that nothing happened, but I really need to fall asleep tonight knowing I had at least tried to tell you my side." With that, he gave me a sad smile and stood up.

"Fang, I..." I trailed off, not knowing how to finish my sentence, only knowing that I somehow need to make him stay. For my own selfish reasons I want him; his personality, his imperfections, the way he hums the tune of his favorite songs in the hallway without realizing it. The way he stares at me with those obsidian eyes when he thinks I'm not looking. The way his hair covers his face when he's lying. I want all of that. I want all of him.

"I really do hope that someday, somehow, you can forgive me." He stared to walk away again, but I grabbed his hand, clasping it tightly in mine. He turned to me, eyes sad and confused.

"Your hair didn't cover your face, I know you're not lying." His lips lifted into that rare smile I had come to know and love in the few times I had seen it.

"I care about you, Max. More than you know." Then his lips were crushing mine, those warm lips that I knew so well and had yearned for so long.

Now they were mine again.

Angel POV

"Morning." I looked up to find Max standing in the kitchen doorway. She was wearing a purple tank with a white jean jacket, turquoise skinny jeans, and black flats.

"You actually going to school today?" I asked, looking at her suspiciously. She glared, causing me to flinch.

"Who else is going to be there to make sure you don't get in another fight?"

"Does my guard the school gave me count?"

"Okay, you win. Fang and I made up." The sound of footsteps pounding down the stairs echoed throughout the entire house. Ella and Nudge burst through the door, only half dressed with mascara and eyeliner in their hands.

"Did I just hear that you and Fang are back together?" Ella asked, a smile on her face. Max nodded and then there was suddenly a shrill noise that erupted from their mouths. I watched with an amused smirk as Max tried to yell over both of them. Finally she just slammed a random pot on to the counter with a very loud bang. All of us flinched from the noise, causing things to go quiet.

"Yes, Fang and I are back together and no, Nudge, you may not start planning our wedding."

"But I have the perfect place for you guys to do it and I already have this amazing florist picked out who can mix lilies and orchids to make this beautiful combination like OMG, you totally have to see it for yourself, you wouldn't believe-" Ella finally placed a hand over her mouth, turning to Max with a smile.

"We're just going to finish getting dressed."

"Okay, take your time, I'm not driving you to school."

"What do you mean?" Max turned to me with a shy smile and a blush on her cheeks. Then a car honked outside and all three of us ran to the window to see Fang's black mustang at the curb.

"OMG, FANG IS DRIVING YOU TO SCHOOL!?" Nudge screeched. I turned to her with a puzzled face.

"That is the shortest sentence I've ever heard you say." She just rolled her eyes, turning to Max.

"Uh, yeah, he's driving me to school so... Bye." Then she was out the door, bag in hand, and racing towards his car, probably running from Thing 1 and Thing 2 who were tripping over each other to get to the door.

I just laughed, going back to my unfinished toast and Maximum Ride novel.

'Better not mess up this time, Fang.' I mentally warned, taking a bite of my breakfast.

I swear if he messed up again, all Hell was going to break loose.

Woo! Another chapter. I really hoped you guys enjoyed. Do you like how I made Angel's book a Maximum Ride novel? Haha, just thought that would be funny to put in there.

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