This chapter is all in Fangs POV. It was a little hard to right since he's a guy...but whatever it was fun too. I hope you like it. And I'm so sorry I haven't been updating consistently...it's just, well, I hate math. Let's just say that.

That night I told Ella and Iggy about my leaving. They congratulated me and told me they were proud—all that stuff I actually felt good about. Iggy threw a cake at me...which was unusual, but he said something about it being a congrats present. I don't see how that works but whatever, it was a nice cake.

I stayed in Max's room for the second night last night and held her tight as I watched her sleep. Call it creepy, call it stalkerish I don't care; I loved her while she slept, she looked so relaxed and calm sometimes I wondered what she dreamt about, if she knew I watched her with so much admiration and longing or if I was ever in her thoughts because I knew she was always in mine.

I heard the front door open and close. This was the reason why I was staying awake until late, to talk to Dr M. And yes to watch Max. But I had come up with idea as I looked at her sleeping figure, I could never live without her or spend a night alone in my bed without her in my arms, not to mention leaving for god-knows-how-long to a college three freaking hours away. I just couldn't do that to her; to us. So I had come up with an idea, I could take her with me, she could rent an apartment close to the college and transfer schools so she could still get an education and graduate. I wanted permission from my mum, it was a long shot, but it was worth a try.

Gently, I moved my arms from Max's waist, I saw her twitch a little at the absence of my body, but I kissed her forehead and reassured I wouldn't leave. She had been crying a lot before and those words were the only ones that could calm her down. I felt my heart break every time I see her reaction knowing that I might be lying to her.

I left the room quietly and made my way downstairs. "Doctor Martinez?"

"Oh, Fang why are you awake?" over the years mum has become accustomed to our nicknames, she usually only uses our real names when in public or when she's really mad and restrains herself from punching you, because she's such a good mum.

"I wanted to speak to you" I told her. I'm nervous, why the hell am I nervous? Actually, better yet, why am I even doing this?

"Yes, is everything alright?" she asked absentmindedly as she fiddled with the groceries. Why would someone buy so much food so late at night?

"I got accepted into the college I applied for" There was no enthusiasm in my voice. What did you expect? Me jumping over the moon? Please, only cows do that. Mum dropped her shopping bags and ran over to me, engulfing me in a tight hug. I hate hugs. Except from Max, they're the only hugs I'll take without smashing someone's face in. "That's wonderful! Congratulations sweet heart" mum said bubbling with happiness.

"Not exactly" I muttered as I pulled away. Deep breathe. In out in out, who ever came up with the idea of breathing while you're nervous obviously wasn't nervous as he tried it. I felt like choking.

"What's wrong?" mum asked looking me in the eye.

Here we go. Cue idiotic moment. "I'm...I've been having..." Deep breathes not working. "I think I've developed feelings for Max"

This is as bad as admitting to your parents you're gay. Mum just stared at me with her mouth slightly open. Run, Fang, run!

"Max? She repeated over again "you mean...you like her, more than a brother?"

If that's how you pit it than yes. I nodded at her "For two years"

Stupid! You don't tell your mum you loved your sister for two years! "For two years and no one told me?" Mum exploded. See what I mean? She began counting on her fingers. "That means you've kept this away from me ever since she was fourteen! Fourteen Fang! Do you know how young that is?"

Shit.

"I knew this would happen. Adopting you two boys...I knew something like this would happen."

Was she regretting adopting me? She rubbed her temples and sat down on the lounge. "Have you two...done anything?"

I flinched. "No. I wouldn't ever do that if she wasn't ready"

"That's damn right you won't! She's too young for you!"

What? "Mum, we're two years apart"

"So?" I knew what it was. It wasn't age or the fact that we lived together. It was because I was eighteen and she was her daughter, Dr M was afraid of losing her.

Well that rules out my next question.

"What did you want to ask me, Fang?" she sighed "I don't see what my daughter has to do with college"

"I don't want to leave her" I said quietly, waiting for her to explode into my face.

There was silence and then mum turned to me with a confused look. "You don't want to go to college because of Max?"

Now we cue the idiocy. "With your permission and support...I would like to take her with me"

Cue explosion and the end of the world as we know it.

Mum stayed silent. It's always the silent ones that are the deadliest. She spoke quietly as she went back to her shopping bag and returned the last of her groceries. "I'm sorry, Nick" she said. "She's too young for this"

I think my heart just broke. I can't tell, maybe it was already broken.

She used my name. Bad sign, it means I went too far, I got on her nerves, I made her angry and now she is trying extremely hard not to strangle me.

"Doctor Martinez...you don't understand. What I feel isn't just teenage emotions. I'm in...I'm in love with her. It hurts me to leave her behind."

"Nick, you're an adult. I trust you, I do. But this is my daughter we're talking about. I can't let you take her from me."

"I've thought this over" I pushed. The thought of Max and I splitting was too much, I couldn't do it, I just couldn't leave her and not see her for almost four years or maybe more. "Maybe she could transfer schools, rent an apartment, I could support her financially and in every way I can"

"She's too young!" Mum yelled at me. She was starting to get emotional. Max couldn't leave her family behind, but I couldn't live without Max. I hated this, I wish I was her age, or she was mine, that way no one had to leave anyone.

"She's sixteen" I said. I wasn't going to lose her. "By law, she's able to leave home."

"She's my daughter Nickolas" there was that name again. "I love her, she's my life. You don't understand these things"

"Believe me, Doctor M. I think I understand." I understand how it feels to love someone so much it hurts to see them turn away; I understand the connection between people that thread that doesn't like to be stretched too far. I wasn't a hormonal teenager anymore, I love Max and she probably doesn't understand the extent of that right now, but not being able to hold her, see her, hear her voice or feel her lips against mine hurts like crazy. Like that thread inside has been stretched way too far and it's on the verge of snapping.

"S-so you've loved her for how long?" mum stuttered nervously. She fiddled with her bag and knew I hit a place in her that I shouldn't have touched.

"More than two years" I said looked away. I should probably just go back to my room, this discussion seems like it's over already.

"And does she know your intentions?" mum asked.

"I thought I'd ask your permission first. You see when I told her I had to leave, she broke down. It hurt to see her like that and I only want what's best for her."

"Don't you dare tell me what's best for my daughter!"

"I'm sorry" yeah...maybe I should just leave. I turned to go and saw Max standing at the top of the stairs rubbing her eyes lazily, she made her way down and mum ran up to her engulfing her in a tight hug. "What are you doing up so late?"

Max looked over mums shoulders and sent me a look. I saw something in them, I don't know what it was exactly, but it hurt. "I'm just getting a drink" Max mumbled.

"Okay, don't stay up too late" Mum said giving me a look that said something along the lines of touch-her-kiss-her-hurt-her-and-I-will-murder-you-willingly-with-a-pair-of-scissors. I'm not even kidding.

She walked upstairs and entered her room with a quiet close of the door. Max made her way to the fridge and took out a carton of chocolate milk. I leaned over the counter next to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. "So why are you really up?"

She bent her head back so she could kiss me. "I rolled over and fell"

I nibbled at her earlobe, I didn't want to tell her the news or hurt her by saying we didn't have any hope.

"I figured" she said walking out of my arms and returning the carton to the fridge. "That when you're sleeping beside me, I don't fall, but when I fell I knew you'd left and I was going to wake up and bash you...but I kind of stopped when I heard mum shouting"

Crap. She heard the conversation? "What did you hear?" I asked her.

She shrugged and drank her milk. "Something about you loving me"

I paled. That much, huh? Well that sucks.

She looked at me over her glass and smiled. "I'm kidding, Romeo"

I let out a breath I hadn't realised I'd been holding.

"So what were you talking about?" she asked as she put her glass in the sink and walked into my arms. I kissed her forehead. "Just college"

"Oh that" she said as if she was spitting out her words. She had a disgusted look on her face when I mentioned it. Her hand held mine and she pulled me with her upstairs to her room. She crawled under the covers and I watched her shiver a bit before she got comfortable. "Well?" she asked expecting me to follow her under. "You don't want me to fall off again do you?"

I smiled at her and lifted the blankets before crawling in after her. To be honest I was kind of worried about what my mum would think when she found us in the same bed...

As soon as my legs entered the bed she pounced on me and nuzzled her face into my neck. "No thinking tonight, okay? I'm going to make sure you sleep" she said kissing me softly.

I couldn't take it anymore. "Max?"

She looked up at me with a worried face. "What? You don't want to sleep here?"

"No it's not that" I said pulling her closer. "What would you say...if I told you...that I told mum...that I was crazily in love with you and she went bezerk?"

"I would call you an absolute idiot for even trying to tell her that and expecting a good reaction." She said looking me straight in the eye.

"But it's true, I do love you" I kissed her passionately and felt her body relax against mine.

"But there's a reason why Iggy and Ella didn't tell mum they had sex a million times"

"A million?" I raised an eyebrow "Wow that blind guy is lucky"

"You're a sexist pig" she said kissing me harder than I would've thought. I didn't bother pulling away to come up with a smart-ass come back. I rolled on top her, forever weary of that door bursting open and a crazy eyed mum coming in with scissors and a death wish. I pressed my hips down on hers and grinded into her slightly. I kissed her lips with urgency when she whimpered at the feeling of me getting harder against her. I then made my way down her jaw, neck and collar bone and then coming back up. I stopped at the small hole where the neck and jaw meet, I kissed it and bit it softly, not wanted to hurt her or make or scream just in case the Lady with Scissors comes for my blood. She moaned and I felt her hands reach under my shirt and travel down my lower back. I felt my throat vibrate with pleasure at her touch. I sucked and bit at her collar bone a little harder. I heard her inhale deeply and felt the goose bumps as I licked over her new bite.

"Fang..." She breathed. I felt her hands reach under the elastic of my pants. I froze and pulled my face away from hers to look into her eyes. "Max, we don't have to do this"

"But you want to you" she paused "I can feel it"

I knew what she meant, I was getting hard against her, but I also knew that she wasn't ready for this. She was nervous and shaky. "I'm not going to have sex with you just to prove I love you" I said firmly.

"I want you to" she said.

"No you don't." I rolled off her and pulled her too me when I was on my side. "It'll hurt Max"

"Doesn't matter" she said pressing her face to my neck.

"I don't want to hurt you"

"But you want it don't you?" she questioned and ran her fingers down my arm.

"I do but..." I shook my head. "Max, I'm not going to do that to you, I love you and you know it, you don't need me to screw you to prove that." I was angry at her offering yourself for me. I wanted it, hell I wanted it bad, but I wasn't going to take away her virginity tonight, it wasn't right to do that to her.

"Are you sure you're not just turning me down because you don't love me like that?"

"What the hell, Max?" I kissed her gently. "I'm not doing it because I love you" I chuckled a bit "Now stop turning me on, I'm going to have a shower"

I saw her smile and she kissed me hard almost knocking me senseless, this girl could be seductive when she wanted to. I kissed her back and gave her a tight hug before leaving for a cold shower.

"You'll be back right?" she asked from under the covers.

"Yes" If crazy lady doesn't attack me first...

I came back from the shower and crawled under the covers to find a sleeping Max. Did I really take that long?

Max woke up at the feeling of my body against hers again. She rubbed her eyes which made her look adorable. Yes people, adorable is in the emo vocabulary. "You have fun in there?" she asked lazily resting her head on my chest.

"Not as much as I wanted" I joked.

She looked up at me, obviously not realising it was a joke. "You're so gross"

"Mm..." I kissed her forehead. "That's why you love me"

She got comfortable and started to drift off. "Max?" I rubbed her back.

She grunted her response.

"If you could come with me when I go to college would you?"

She went silent before moving her head and resting her chin on my chest to look up at me. "I'm too young to go to college"

"I mean...if you could transfer schools and live closer to me?"

She laughed "you're gonna have to get past mum first"

I frowned "I asked her and it didn't turn out that great...but maybe if you persuaded her, since you're her oh-so-loving daughter and I'm the adopted idiot who fell in love with his sister."

She raised an eyebrow, man she looked cute when she did that. "You make it sound incest"

"I'm just saying maybe mum would let us"

She smiled "Can you live with me?"

"If its close enough then yes"

She wriggled closer and nuzzled my chest. "Can you sleep in my bed too?"

I kissed her forehead. I couldn't even sleep by myself anymore. "Of course I would"

"Yay" she muttered and in seconds she was asleep.

What are the chances she took me seriously?

Negative five on a scale of 1 to 10. Great.

Woot! I finished one hour of study without falling asleep! This is an achievement for someone who has to sleep every three hours.

I hope you guys liked the chapter and don't kill me if it sucks, do that before the math exam and I'll give you free cookies from my grave.

Next chapter is being written now so hopefully it won't take that long.