It's that time again for another update. I really hope you guys like this one.

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Max's POV

Yay, today was my birthday. I know I said was excited and ready before, but now I didn't feel to hot.

I was growing up; I was no longer a kid. Soon, I will be leaving for college.

Gosh, I don't even know what I want to do with my life.

No more staying with my daddy who sort of spoils me.

How are things going with Fang? Well, wouldn't you like to know.

Well, we're okay. Nothing has really changed. We just hang out whenever we have alone time. One night this week, we both met up at the park. We talked, laughed, kissed, (sooo good.) and learned a lot more about each other.

I know that Fang dressed up as Ronald McDonald for Halloween when he was like nine. He knew that when I was twelve, Bobby Moore unhooked my bra while we were alone together in the hallway. He also knew that Bobby Moore came back to school with a broken nose the next day.

He even knows about the Dylan situation. He found that out when he wanted us to take a walk down the trail. I just stood there with tears coming out of my eyes.

Flashback:

"Where are you taking me?" I asked, because Fang had his hands over my eyes.

"It's a secret, but probably no one has been here for a while."

I thought he was talking about a little pond or something he might have found..but that was a wrong.

"Surprise," Fang whispered into my ear as he took away his hands.

I couldn't think. I couldn't bring words to my mouth. It was the path where Dylan and I were to have our first secret date. It was where they found his dead body. It was the place that sometimes still haunted my dreams.

"Come on, let's be adventurous." Fang called, as he made his way down the path.

I never wanted him to see me cry, because I hated it when anyone saw me cry. Even Angel and my own father.

So here I was, arms clasped to my side, and tears falling over my cheeks. While Fang kept walking.

"Max, are you-Hey, what's wrong?" Fang said, as he turned around to see if I was behind him.

"It's nothing," I turned around to hide my face while I wiped the tears away. I hated feeling weak around anyone.

"Max, you can tell me." Fang said, taking both my hands, while trying to face me.

I couldn't reply for a few minutes. I couldn't process what I was doing. All the memories coming back to my mind. All the questions people asked me, trying to find out why Dylan and I chose there to be while a crazy guy was on the loose.

Whenever I was able to open my eyes and feel again, I found myself being crushed against Fang. He was stroking my hair with one hand while the other was wrapped securely around my waist. He was whispering in my ear that everything was okay.

"I'm fine. It was just a nervous breakdown," I said, while I wrapped my arms around his back, hugging him.

"You want to tell me what brought it on?"

So, I told Fang everything about that situation. He just nodded while he stroked my hair some more.

"Max, I'm so sorry. I would have never done that if-"

"It's fine. You didn't know. You were just trying to be fun,and I appreciate that. Do you mind if I go home?" I asked him.

He smiled and nodded. Fang walked me home that night, never taking his hand out of mine.

End of flashback.

To sum it up, we were great. I felt like I had another best friend besides Angel and Ella. I had him to complain about those two with.

Have I quit smoking? Everyone wants to know.

Well, yes. I am officially a non smoker. There are some times when I feel like I need one, but then I just text Fang and he'll talk me out of it.. He was like some sexy motivational speaker.

What am I doing at this moment?

I am sitting on my floor, looking at old pictures like a sap. Dad wasn't going to be home until five, which was okay because Fang got to stop by before he went somewhere with his mom. He obeyed my order and didn't get me a present.

Thank gosh.

I found a picture of Ella and I, playing with these Scottie puppieds at her mom's pet store. We had named the smallest one Total. We looked around the room and saw the word on some kind of cat shampoo.

Total didn't survive long because he was too little. Ella and I were heartbroken for months.

Then, I saw a picture of Dad and I at the zoo. We were standing next to the tiger exhibit. We had asked a random lady, who was waiting for her kids in the bathroom, to take the picture for us.

I'm pretty sure we freaked her out when we raised our arms and growled when she hit the button. I didn't care because I was having too much fun with my dad.

I really hope he isn't mad when I tell him about Fang. He never really allowed me to date. He has never met any of my boyfriends..mainly because he doesn't know about them.

Maybe he'll see that I really do like Fang. Then maybe, he'll let me see him. He can't really stop me, since I am now an adult.

Ugh, that sounds gross.

I just don't want him to be angry with me.

My ringtone, which was the song Decode by Paramore,started to go off. I picked up my phone to see that it was dad himself.

"Hi dad."

"Max, I'll be home in about an hour. I'm bringing your present."

I like the sound of that.

"Hmm.. What is it?" I asked, already knowing he wasn't going to tell me.

He laughed," You know the drill. You'll know when you have it."

"Ugh, alrighty."

I hung up the phone.

What do I do for an hour?

I text Fang, of course.

At home alone. Wish you were here!

I waited for a minute before my phone beeped back.

I'll be at my house shortly. See you then ;)

My loud giggle escaped my mouth, followed by a huge grin.

This guy just used a fucking winky face.

Fang's POV

I told Max I'd be there shortly. Mom and I were on our way back to the house.

If you must know where we went, it was to Rylie's Beauty Supply. My mom needed some makeup and hairspray. I thought it would be a good place to find Max something for birthday since she loved that store.

I decided on a gold necklace, which was like fifteen dollars, which had a pair of gold wings on it with black lacing through it.

It was kind of like us. I mean, golden for Max and black for me. I really hope she wouldn't pick up on the cheesiness.

My mother had asked who the lucky girl was when I bought it. I told her she'd know soon, which I really want her to.

I hope that Max and I could go public. I really hope we would make it that far.

"So, honey. When do I meet this mystery girl? I'm curious to see who could've have stolen your heart." My mom asked from the driver's seat.

Yes, I let her drive us in her car. I secretly liked our 'mother-son time', but it sure did make me miss my actual mother.

"Maybe in a couple of weeks. I think you'll like her." I replied. Of course she would. Everytime Max came over to hang out with Iggy, mom and her would make jokes and laugh with each other.

"I understand. You should make sure you really love her before you show her off. One you go public, everything gets harder."

"Whoa, love?" I asked, my eyes wide.

"You wouldn't keep her hidden if she wasn't really special."

I had no repsonse,because she had hit the nail right on the head. But I'm only twenty. Most people don't fall in love until they're almost thirty.

I shuddered at the thought of being thirty. That's just not cool.

As we pulled into the driveway, I thought of a way to get to Max's.

"I'm going to head to the park," I said, pointing down the road.

"You want to use my car?"

"Nah, I'll walk." I replied, grasping Max's necklace in my pocket. I hope she will like it.

"Alright, don't be long. Dinner's at the Batchler's house tonight for Max's birthday. Iggy said Max invites us. I expect you to be nice."

I shrugged," I'm an angel."

I heard her laughing as she walked through our front door.

I walked right up to her front door. Of course, I checked to see if her dad was home by some chance. I knocked three times, then waited for Max to open the door.

"Hi," she greeted.

"Hello," I said back,stepping into her house. I closed the door behind me.

Just like that, I was holding Max in a huh. Her head was nudging into my chest.

If I could just stay like this forever..

"Happy Birthday," I whispered into her hair.

"Don't remind me. Oh, my dad and I invited your family, Ella, and Angel to dinner tonight."

"My mom told me," I said, still talking into her hair.

"My dad just called again. He said he was going to be an extra thirty minutes longer. So, I have to start on dinner."

I was super happy to have my time with her.

"I'll help."

She stepped out of the hug," Thank you."

Cooking with Max might be the funniest thing I have ever seen. She might also be the worst cook ever. Which is saying something, because I suck.

"I hate this," Max said, reading directions from the back of a cake box. We already had the meal part ready. It was just in the oven, keeping warm.

"You're doing great," I said, getting eggs out of her refrigerator.

"Thank you, Sargeant Sarcasm." She mumbled to herself. I bet she didn't think I could hear it. I chuckled to myself.

God, she was perfect.

I looked over and saw her going through pans, probably trying to find the right one.

This was the perfect time.

I walked up behind her and pulled the necklace from my pocket.

Don't turn around..Don't turn around.

She didn't. So, I unhooked the necklace and pulled it over her head.

"What are you doing?" She asked. I could hear her freaking out in her voice.

"Relax, I'm not strangling you. It's a necklace." I said, as I rehooked it. It was dangling from her neck, now.

She turned around to face me," I thought I told yo-"

"It wasn't expensive. I just thought it was nice."

She walked out of the kitchen to go to her hallway where there was a mirror.

I followed to see her face. Please don't hate it.

"So?" I asked, leaning on the wall in the hallway.

She sighed," I love it. You got it from Rylie's. Didn't you?"

I shrugged," Maybe."

"I've been wanting it for a while."

She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I responded immediately by pulling her to me by her waist.

"Thank you," she said, before she kissed my lips quickly.

"Anytime," I said, leaning down for more..

I'll spare you the details.

When he said he was sparing the details..it did not mean they were having sex. I don't want any of you to get the wrong impression..

*SIGH* That was my last prewritten chapter. Now it's back to the drawing board. Don't worry! There will be another chapter up shortly.

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