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-Fang

No one can ever really predict how life plays out. People can try and plan out how their future will affect them, how successful they may be. But it never works out that way, now does it? I'd have to be an idiot if I hadn't realized that by now.

In my left hand I was holding onto all I would ever need. I felt strength, reassurance and purpose repelling from her finger tips, moving through my body. Life could throw any obstacle at me at the moment and I was 100% sure that I could handle it as long as I was holding her.

"Why are you smiling?"

Max looked up at me with those curios brown eyes, smirking.

We were walking back to my place from the hospital finally. I'd been stuck in that hell-hole for a good seven days and it felt amazing to be up outside in the city. Much to my dismay, Max was carrying all of my bags with my clothes and belongings I'd had with me. I would be doing it myself but the doctors had suggested I relax a little – Max was taking it to the extreme.

"I was just thinking about how amazing you are," I answered her.

Not once had she left my bedside. Her little sister, Angel, was being babysat and taken care of, Max assured me.

Max giggled and leaned into me as we walked, causing one of my duffel bags to slip off her shoulder and make her loose her balance. She reached out to catch it but I was already slinging it around me.

She scowled, obviously furious. She swatted at my arm playfully. "Give it. Doctors orders. You had a lot happen to you, and you got a concussion. You don't wanted to put to much stress on your body, Fang, or else it might do more damage," she told me knowledgably.

My eyes narrowed. "The only damage I might have is from you hitting me."

Dramatically, she rolled her eyes. "Please. It was just a love tap."

At this I smiled and pulled her in closer to me. "A love tap, huh? So you love me?"

Color rushed to her cheeks as she giggled and tried pulling away from me. "Stop it. Faaannng," she ushered drawing out my name as I began to tickle her.

At the moment, my life was seemingly perfect with Max, but I knew it wouldn't last forever – I'd have to be an idiot if I hadn't realized that by now.

-Max

"Gazzy!" I yelled into Fangs warehouse, heaving as I dragged all of Fangs crap up the stairs with me.

"Max."

I looked around to see Fang at the bottom of the stairs with the one duffel bag he'd managed to hold onto. He leaned against the railing, defeated. "Do you think maybe you could not yell? It's not exactly helping . . . sorry."

I arched my eyebrows, concerened. "Yeah, I'm sorry, I didn't realize—"

"It's fine, Max." He smirked, looking up through his fringe of silky hair and my heart skipped a beat.

Before I knew it, Gazzy came rushing to the top of the stairs, came trampling down and launched himself onto Fang.

"You're BACCKKKKK!" Gazzy screamed with excitement.

I slapped my hand against my forehead. "Gazzy, shhhhhh!"

He gave me an innocent look and then nodded, taking the bag from Fang and helping him carefully up the stairs one at a time. I gave Gazzy a grateful look and proceeded to go up the stairs.

"Where's Iggy, Gaz?" I heard Fang ask.

I turned around to see a beaming Gazzy. "He's out on a date," he announced proudly.

Fang stopped in his tracks. "Really? Who the hell would—"

I cleared my throat. Fang looked up innocently and smiled. "Right. Uhm, with who?"

"This really pretty girl named Ella that he met from the coffee shop. Remember when Iggy and me came to visit you the first time when you were still in the hospital and we brought coffee and we were late?" Gazzy asked in a rush.

Fang nodded.

"Yeah, Iggy met her that day! He had accidentally spilled his coffee all over her when he'd turned around so we had to get more coffee! Iggy kept looking at her with this weird look and then gave her his number to call him if she ever wanted to go out. He said it was his way of making it up to her for almost burning her too death? Whatever." Gazzy shrugged.

Fang and I made eye-contact. "Well, I know what I'm gonna be doing tonight," he hinted.

A smile broke out that I couldn't contain. "Yeah, and what's that?"

Fang didn't answered. He just kept smiling at the ground as he walked up next to me with sudden strength. He leaned in and pressed his lips firmly to mine. "That's a sneak-peak," he whispered.

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