The lady at the front desk hit the keyboard with her fingers, typing important information into the computer data base. She heard the sound of thunderous footsteps coming closer and closer towards her. She stopped typing and looked up to see a tall figure looming over her.
Drumming his fingers on the counter impaciently, a young man slouched in position looking very eager.
"Can I help you sir?" The lady asked nervously, fiddling with the glass ring around her middle finger.
"Do you have any guests under the name of Ride? A tall good looking guy with a girl?" He asked now leaning on the counter almost whispering to the lady.
The woman checked the computer files quickly and took a glance up at the mysterious customer. He looked back at her with dark pebbles for eyes and he grew even more impacient.
"Oh here we are. Room 403 sir." The woman flashed him a smile as he pushed himself off the counter and headed towards the elevator. She sensed something was wrong and wondered if the couple in room 403 were in any danger. She decided to remain quiet about the incident for now and turned back to her work.
Max POV
Waking up with the covers almost wrapped around my neck and my legs tangled around Dylan's was not one of the best ways to start a morning in my books. I carefully unwrapped the covers from around me and untangled my legs from his. He sat up looking alarmed but then his face softened and he began to look around the room.
"Morning sunshine." Dylan said and I looked over at him cocking one eyebrow.
"Sunshine? You called me sunshine?" I asked him raising my other eyebrow.
"No I was talking to the sun." Dylan laughed. I shook my head and checked the bathroom for clothes.
I remembered what Dylan had said the night before, about my robe being back on the door by morning. I gave a little smirk and closed the door.
I heard him moving around in the next room and waited until it was silent before I came out. I didn't want to end up in another embarrassing situation.
He had the same jeans on as the day before but had a bright red polo shirt on that looked two sizes too small. I tossed a brush through my hair giving it no special attention and listened to Dylan humming. Some people are way to cheerful in the morning.
"Do you want to get something to eat now? I'm starved." Dylan asked making the bed.
"Yeah sounds good. I'm not sure if downstairs is a good idea. You know, too many people. Lets checkout the stores thay have around her and grab something from there."
"Alright then. Whatever you want." He replied and I noticed how obediant he was being lately. I wondered if it had anything to do with Fang.
Fang. Just saying his name made my chest hurt. I grabbed hold of my shirt where my heart was and felt a strange pulling sensation. Hopefully my body wasn't just going to come to terms with everything thats happened. I can't believe my best friend would do this to me. My lover. My stupid best friend.
I was suddenly pulled away from my depressing thoughts when a knock at the door came. Room service?
Dylan stood next to me and then took a glance over at me. I could tell by the look on his face that it wasn't room service. The knock grew louder.
"I'll answer it. You stay here." Dylan said leading me into the bathroom.
I heard the door creak open and for a few moments there was silence. I couldn't stand here not knowing who was at the door so I poked my head around the door and saw a familiar face standing in the doorway.
"What the hell are you doing here?"Dylan snapped and my head spun around to face him. I've never heard Dylan get nasty before. I didn't think he was capable. He is like a little puppy who conceals his bark. The jury is still out on whether his bark is worse than his bite.
"I wanted to apologise. To Max." He said and I crossed my arms over my non existent chest and frowned. Fang had some nerve coming here. Strange that I was just thinking about him and then he happened to show up.
"I don't have anything to say to you right now." I told him walking away.
"You heard her. Get out." Dylan barked but Fang took no notice and pushed passed him and stood next to me by the window.
I forced myself to look away. Him being here was not going to make things any better. If I look at him... I'll probably start to feel like the worlds about to end. After all, you cannot repair a broken heart. Especially mine.
"I want to talk to her in private." Fang bellowed across the room, aiming his anger at was his problem anyway?
"No. I don't think so somehow." He replied stepping closer to Fang, appearing a few inches taller. Fang glared at Dylan and I stood by him giving Fang one of my 'He's not going anywhere' looks. Whatever that might be anyway.
"Max seriously." Fang began.
"Just say the word and I'll throw him out of here quicker than he's ever disappeared before." Dylan stated refering back to Fangs disappearance.
"I'd like to see you try." Fang snarled. There was always something about Fang, especially when he's angry, that makes me fall for him all over again. When he's good hes great. When he's bad he's even better. Fang's snarl and low voice sent shivers down my spine and I couldn't tear my gaze away from him. His long dark hair and dark seductive eyes made me forget to breathe and I found myself inhaling a large chuck of air, making both Fang and Dylan stare at me in confusion.
"Just leave. Your upsetting her." Dylan roared putting his arm around me. I stared across the room not looking at either of them trying to concentrate on breathing. This was stupid. Me forgetting to breathe just because Fang is in the room?
"I'm not doing anything! Max I need to speak with you." Fang sighed looking down at me. I dared myself to look up and my heart caught in my throat when I saw the determination in his eyes. What is wrong with me?
"I umm..."I began but stopped when I saw the look on Dylans face. He could see it. He knew that I couldn't even speak because Fang was in the room. I thought back to how many times Dylan had kissed me and held me. He was there for me when I needed him, when Fang told me he didn't love me anymore. He hated that I felt like this. But I hated it more.
"She doesn't want to speak to you." Dylan said.
"Let her talk!" Fang yelled. He was incredibly sexy when he was angry.
"I don't think I want to talk right now." I managed to choke out. Fang sighed and came closer. I swear everytime I see him, his smell gets even stronger. Even nicer.
His scent now was almost overpowering all of my other senses. He smelled so good, I would have given anything to have things go back to how they used to be. I was a bloody fool to wait so long to admit to myself the feelings I had for him.
"Max can I get rid of him now?" Dylan persisted. Fang pushed Dylan backwards making him fall backwards. He then led me by the arm into the bathroom, shut the door and locked it.
"I just want to say I'm sorry about earlier. I was a little surprised to see you thats all." Fang explained walking closer, putting his hand on my shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"I don't care about that. I'm over it." I lied stroking my arm, keeping my gaze anywhere but on Fang. I think he knew better, though.
"Max. I really am sorry. I had to come and tell you. I couldn't let you leave on such a negative note."
"Yeah whatever."I mumbled turning my head as far over to the side as possible.
Fang put his hand on the side of my face and brought my head up to look at him. Those gorgeous dark eyes looked back at me and all I wanted to do was kiss his lips so much.
"You know you aren't supposed to be with Fang. Your supposed to be with Dylan. Or are you forgetting that? Are you forgetting Fang has a new girlfriend now?..." The voice blurted out.
I looked at Fang quickly with my eyes open wide, mouth slightly a gap. She was Fang's....girlfriend?
"What? What's wrong?" Fang asked putting both of his hands on my shoulders. I felt an instant warmth come over me and suddenly I became dizzy. I was about to fall straight to the floor when Fang propped me up and sat me down on the edge of the bath.
"Are you alright?" He asked again. He knelt down to my leveland brushed hair away from my face. My dizzy spell started to fade and I began mumbling something I couldn't hear. I looked at Fang's face and it told me I hadn't asked him the time of day. More than likely I've gone and said something embarrassing.
"Max what do you mean? How do you know we're together?" Fang said holding my head up. Tears began to form in the corners of my eyes and it took every ounce of strength I had not to let them fall down my face. My breath caught in my throat and I let out a choking sound followed by a sob.
How can you stop crying when the person that dries your tears and makes you smile happens to be the one thats making you cry? Over it my backside.
"Figure that one out for yourself." The voice echoed causing a sharp pain in my brain.
"Max. I..." Fang started but was cut off by the look of pain in my eyes. I looked at him, showing him how weak and pathetic I was.
"I hope your not upsetting My Max in there?" Dylan shouted from the other side of the door startling us both. Hearing his voice brought another tear streaming down my face.
"His Max, huh?" Fang said with a blank expression. Fang usually has a very readable face, but this time, I couldn't tell what he was thinking.
I continued to look at Fang, trying to see any signs of jealously, sadness or even anger. But there was none.
He brought his face closer to mine until our lips were just inches away from touching. My heart never beated so fast since the moment I realised Fang had left.
"I'll miss you." Fang whispered against my lips before he closed the gap and pressed his gorgeous lips to mine. He kissed me weakly but I soon put a stop to that and pulled him in harder, not wanting to let go. At that moment, I didn't care if Fang was claimed by another girl. For a few seconds I didn't care if this was going to be my last kiss. I just pressed my lips against his and tried to hold on for as long as I could, savouring every second.
"Max..I." Fang tried to say pulling off my lips but I pulled him back on and held him in place. A minute or two passed and Fang began to stand up, as if he were trying to pull away from me kissing him. But I stood up with him and wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him even more.
I had ached for this in weeks. The amount of tears I had shed, food I hadn't eaten, sleep I hadn't recieved,believe me. It was worth the wait.
"You know you shouldn't be doing this. It's only going to make things harder. What would Dylan say if he saw you kissing? The look on his face." My voice said trying to make me feel guilty about kissing Fang. Not gonna work.
Fang stepped back quickly pulling himself away from me and I stood breathless and confused.
"What, you really can't stand me? Is that it?" I moaned trying to catch my breath.
"Of course not! It's just..." Fang trailed off. I could tell that he didn't want to be unfaithful to his 'new girlfriend'. It was written all over his face. Finally, something I can read.
"I understand." I quickly said with a sharp edge in my voice. Of course I understood. But didn't mean I wanted to. Didn't mean I liked it.
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to leave you with something nice. I don't want there to be anything bad between us." He whispered shoving his hands in his leather jacket.
"I ached for so long. Cried, didn't eat, never slept, didn't speak for weeks. Do you have any idea what I went through? Now your pushing me away.
"I know you felt pain Max, I felt it too. Honest I did. But we can't be together. It has to be this way for the best." He sighed at the end.
"I wish it didn't have to be this way." I told him crossing my arms and opening the bathroom door. Dylan immediately jumped off the bed and came over to me. He could tell I had been crying.
"Dylan's right. You are his. You guys make a perfect couple. I see that now. I just wanted you to understand." Fang said leaning on the doorframe.
"That must have took a lot of guts to say. For your reward I'll kick you out gently." Dylan scoffed. A smile began to creep across myface and I quickly ushered it away and cleared my throat.
"Go to your flock, Fang. Go to your girlfriend. I'm sure she's wondering where you are." I spoke, trying not to show any pain in my voice. After saying that I felt a strong arm snake its way around my waist and pull me carefully in to a hug. Feeling his muscular torso against my body made me smile and almost forget about Fang standing in the doorway. In fact I didn't even hear him leave.
I looked up at Dylan who was now stroking the hair away from my damp cheeky and smiled. I had never felt so pathetic until today. Letting Fang see me cry, letting Dylan see me hurt like this.
"He loves you no matter what you look like." The voice reminded me.
"Do you feel better after your little kiss session with loverboy?" Dylan smirked at me. I laughed and nodded, burying my head in his shirt. He also smelled good. Different to Fang but it had the same alarming effect on me. I surprised myself when I kissed his chest and rubbed my cheek up and down his shirt like a cat winding around your legs.
"I love you too." Dylan grinned and he laughed, revealing his perfect straight teeth that I just loved so much. Damn those evil scientists for making Dylan so perfect.
"I think I'm loving you too." I said shocking us both. I decided I better bring it up now, as look what happened last time. You never know whats around the corner.
I felt the top of my head being kissed and looked up with my eyes closed, smiling. I felt like such a little kid.
I felt Dylan's tongue slide over my lips and I moved my hand up and around his neck showing him I wanted more. I know what your thinking. How can you go from kissing one guy to another in a few minutes? Well that answers simple; it isn't easy. Truth is I love them both. Fang I obviously have more of a connection with seeing as we've known each other for our entire lives. Dylan is different. I believe he was made for me and I think that they done a pretty good job. Hes smart, strong caring, everything a girl looks for in a guy. He's perfect. Part of me loves to be with him. He makes me smile. I'm just getting used to the idea that Fangs gone and having Dylan here with me really helps.
"I believe we were going to grab some breakfast?" Dylan reminded me.I gave a short laugh and grabbed my coat.
"I totally forgot about that. What would I do without you."I smiled towards Dylan and he smiled back tempting me to kiss him one more time before we head out the door. Oh what the heck. I reached up quickly and kissed him on the lips, turning out of our room.
"You know it doesn't matter if you do that in public here Max. We are married." He said giving me a cheesy grin. I'd almost forgotten about that too.
Dylan held my hand in his down the hall and once we were in the elevator, we shared another kiss, holding each other. Feeling Dylan embrace me made me feel as light as a feather. Made me feel like I truly was a bird.
These feelings I had for him made me realize that he was the one I wanted by my side in the event of an apocalypse. He was the one I needed to be there for me. And I was going to let him.