Chapter twelve.

Fang's POV

I entered the hotel slowly, an ominous feeling suddenly consuming me and I finally began to regret the decision I'd made to come back now. I was nervous, things had finally been going ok with me and Max finally, why do I always have to screw everything up?

I looked at the clock on the wall in the main hall before heading up the stairs, half eleven? I'd been gone longer than I first thought. I cursed, using this new found knowledge to spur me on I practically ran up the stairs full speed.

I reached our corridor, seeing it was empty, the room I was now sharing with Max was at the end. Cursedly I wandered to the furthest end of the corridor. About half way down on of the doors opened, revealing Angel behind it. "Fang? Can I talk to you?" She muttered, rubbing her eyes tiredly. I glanced towards the end of the corridor, this was were my priorities lay for now. Angel smiled, "Thanks"

"So Angel what's up?" I asked quietly.

"I know what you've been thinking Fang" Angel said, seeming to appear fully awake within a matter of seconds. "I don't think any of it's a good idea, from what I've seen with you and Max, I can see you're obviously not ready for this, and I think its best you wait" she said.

I looked down at the small, blonde haired, mind reader who, not 5 hours ago, had been giving me advice on how to get the girl, and now she was telling me to abandon all hope of getting the girl? Well I was done with being told what to do, I was going to do things my way and if that didn't work, then it wasn't meant to be. "Sorry Angel, I have to try"

I backed away from Angels room quickly, before she had a chance to say anything else, knowing in my present state of mind, anything could convince me not to do this.

Slowly I opened the door to mine and Max's room, it was dark. I didn't search for a light switch, knowing well that the only good that ever does it to hit your shin against something painful. I wandered over to the bedroom, knowing Max was probably in there. The room was quiet. I was worried. I entered the room, the moonlight shining in hit the bed so perfectly I could see the glistening detail within Max's face.

There are many reasons why I love this girl, her beauty, radiant and absolutely gorgeous, and what made her even more sexy was the fact she didn't know it. Her personality, she might have terrible jokes and a bossy tolerance but that's who Max is. I love the look she gets on her face when she's mad, the way her eyebrows crease in the middle, and the scowl on her face always puts a warm feeling in my stomach. The way she is with the kid's especially with Angel, the smile she gets on her face as she plays with them, lighting up the whole world.

I loved the way her hair was always tied up tightly, yet there were always some wispy bits that floated across her face. I loved the way she looked at me and her eyes lit up like she didn't have a care in the world. I loved the fact that whenever I was near her, even if it was just to hold her hand, I felt like I could spend the rest of my life with her, and I would stay happy like that for eternity. I loved the feel of her lips on my lips when we kissed, and the magic I feel whenever we share one of those heavenly moments. I loved every last detail about her. I hated the fact she could never be mine.

She stirred. "What's wrong Fang?" she asked, getting that crease in her eye brows as she scowled at me, I smiled.

"Nothing." I stated, knowing that something this perfect could never happen, Max could never be mine.

Fin, hoped you all enjoyed it. Please review my last chapter.