A/N I'll probably update again on Wednesday but here's a new chapter for you guys.

"I don't want to talk about it," I mumbled and directed my glare to the ground. After we woke up this morning and I got over my initial crap feeling Fang wanted to talk. I just wanted to get back together with as little communication as possible.

"Well I do," Fang said sternly. His jaw was set and his eyes focused. He looked really hot. The fact that he was shirtless wasn't helping either. Or his sagging pajama pants that hung just low enough for me to see and inch of his boxers. His hair was tasseled and left to stick out in various places along his head. I don't know how a person this sexy, hot, and beautiful could even walk the earth or be identified as mine. I finally rolled my eyes and let out a sigh as I threw myself back onto my bed. Fang walked over from where he was perched against my door frame and sat down on the bed next to my head.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked now very much interested in getting this conversation over with as fast as possible. I did care about what Fang felt and I wanted him to be happy it's just that I didn't feel like talking about it now.

"Us," He said simply.

"You're a man of many words. You must read the dictionary in your spare time. That's the only explanation for your diverse and culturally enriched vocabulary." I said sarcastically.

"Can I have eye contact?" He asked causing me to roll my eyes again.

"Sure thing Sargent." I said sitting up and looking into his eyes. He actually looked hurt. Maybe I should really take this seriously.

"Max I really want to fix us but if you're going to be immature then I have no desire to sit and be made fun of." He said.

"I'm sorry, I just feel like crap. I really do want to hear what you have to say." I told him getting my head together. "Why did you get angry in the first place?" I asked hoping to get to the core of the problem.

"I got angry when I found out that you had slept with Drew and then told me that you were going to share a room with him for a night in London." He said examining my face.

"Fang, Drew and I dated for a year and we got pretty close during that time. Nothing happened in London. We shared a room that was it. There was a lot of fighting and some throwing of objects but that was it. It was for work and we probably spent a total of twenty-four hours together. Honestly, those twenty-four hours just solidified my feeling for you. I missed you the whole time and not a single part of my brain or body wanted to be anything more than friends with Drew."

"I know," Fang said frustrated. "It's just that it was a lot to take in. Just that morning you had told me that you did sleep with him when you guys were together and then that afternoon you wanted to share a room with him for a night in London. It was just overwhelming and I got…jealous." That's hot. Fang was jealous of me. "Don't smirk like that." He said looking up at me miserably. I got up on my knees and looked up at him.

"Babe that's hot," I said placing a hand on his bare back. I could feel the strong muscles in his back mold to my touch as I ran my hand down his back. I moved closer to him and kissed his strong shoulder loving the feel of his soft skin and strong muscle against my lips.

"Well you're hot," He said reaching his arm around to pull me to him. I pulled my lips from his shoulder and placed them on his lips. We fell right back in where we left off. His lips instantly molding to mine. We were comfortable with each other and somehow knew what each other was going to do but the pattern was never the same and somehow he always managed to send that chill through my body making me push towards him and his warmth.

"Max!" My mom's voice screamed up the stairs. I pulled away from Fang and rested my head on his shoulder miserably. I knew I was eventually going to have to face my mom, Jeb, Ella, and Iggy. I felt sick again. I can't believe I did that. I don't remember exactly what I had said but I remember screaming at Jeb and then crying.

"I'll be right behind you," Fang whispered against my neck before kissing my pulse point making me shiver once again. I nodded against his shoulder and stood up.

"You should put on a shirt," I told him before we walked out of the room.

"Maybe you should put some clothes on then," He said running his rough hand down my bare leg reminding me that I was in just some short shorts that were basically girl boxers and a tank-top. I nodded and pulled on some sweats over my shorts and decided that a tank-top was probably fine. Fang had pulled on a shirt and we headed down stairs together.

When we walked into the kitchen my mom and Jeb were standing waiting for me. Jeb watched me calmly while my mom looked as if she had been crying. I hoped that she wasn't crying because of me. I didn't want to hurt her. I hadn't even intended on coming home last night.

"I'm sorry," I said honestly. I wasn't apologizing to Jeb but to my mother.

"Yeah, well Max this isn't the first time this has happened is it?" Jeb asked angrily. I had misjudged his appearance as calm. I shook my head as I turned to face him. "I don't know who you think you are but your mother and I didn't raise you to be reckless."

"Well mom didn't but you barely raised me at all," I countered bitterly.

"If that's what you think than fine but you were raised better than this. You scared your mother and sister and that's unacceptable behavior."

"I was having a bad day," I gritted out through my teeth.

"I've had a billion bad day's Max, but if I got drunk every time I had a bad day then I would be considered an alcoholic. You can't turn to alcohol every time you're upset." I stared at him for a while and we were testing each other in a way. I must've said some really bad stuff to him last night because he clearly was furious with me.

"Why don't you go get changed and ready, honey?" Mom said gently. "You've got some work to do." I looked at her giving her a sad smile and nodded. I wasn't going to do anything else to hurt my mom today.

"Maybe some hard work will remind you who you are," Jeb said angrily. I gave him one last glare before I headed upstairs followed by Fang.

"What is he going to make you do?" Fang asked quietly.

"Probably mow the lawn or something stupid like that," I whispered back.

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I pulled the push lawnmower into the shed and when I turned around Jeb was standing waiting for me.

"My car is making a weird noise and needs to be washed. Once you finish up the car you can come inside." He informed me. I didn't stop glaring at him but nodded that I would do it. The sun was nearly down now and I had been working for a couple hours doing arbitrary chores that my mom or Jeb needed doing. Jeb walked out of the shed and I grabbed the tool box. Truth be told I didn't know much about cars. Jeb taught me the basics when I was younger and I learned more after he left whenever my mom's car would break down.

I was sweating even though it was late September now. It was a hot day though, nearly seventy degrees, and the sun had been out all day reminding me that summer was not over quite yet. Jeb used to make me do work like this all the time back when he was around but he usually helped me and taught me how to do things but today I was alone. Fang was allowed to come out and visit me every now and then but he told me he was told not to help me and could only stay for ten minutes. He had gone to Gazzy's about an hour ago.

I opened the hood of Jeb's car and glanced down at the elaborate machine. Not one part didn't have an important purpose and a complicated yet simple way of carrying out its purpose. If one part didn't work it affected the whole well-being of the car. It was almost like everything relied on everything else. I didn't see any problem jumping out and screaming that it was broken so I decided to just check the usual stuff. I checked all the belts and hoses to make sure that none were rusty or loose but none were. I checked the brake fluid and then the actual brakes. There didn't seem to be a problem with the brakes at all. I checked the spark plugs next. Sometimes mom's engine would make this weird popping noise when there was a problem with her spark plugs. I started to get irritated when I didn't find a problem with the spark plugs. I gripped the side of the car with sweat running down my back and face. I was so over this. Maybe Jeb should just take it to the shop. I wouldn't even be able to fix most problems without the right tools or parts even if I did find this impossible problem. I wasn't a freaking mechanic nor would I ever be.

I grunted and shook my head while pushing off the side of the car. I was sweating and this was aggravating me. Glanced around and decided it would be fine for me to take off my shirt since I was in a sports bra. I peeled off my wet shirt and threw it to the ground. After taking a couple deep breaths I had regained most of my cool and turned back to the problem at hand. Maybe it was the air filter I knew that could make some weird noises when it was clogged. I pulled up the metal lid and looked inside. He must've just changed the filter because it was spotless. Now I was past frustrated.

Then I heard someone whistle. You know that whistle guys do when they see a hot girl and insist on being a prick about it. I looked up to see that a car had just pulled in. Fang was staring at me with his mouth slightly open. Iggy just shook his head at Omega who had obviously been the one to whistle.

"Trying to make us fall to our knees babe?" Omega asked winking at me and pulling Fang's eyes off of me to glare at him. "C'mon dude, you're thinking the same thing. Your sweaty girlfriend is standing over a car engine in a bra." I became self-conscious remembering that I had pulled my shirt off a little while ago.

"Well don't stare," Fang said angrily as he walked towards me. He was wearing some black shorts and long sleeve black shirt. When he reached me he pulled me into a long kiss and then smiled down at me.

"What're you doing?" he asked sweetly.

"Trying to fix Jeb's car but I don't know what the hell is wrong with it. I've checked everything I know. He says it's making a weird noise but I don't know what it is." I said pulling away from his body and turning my attention back to the machine before me. Fang put his chest to my back and looped his hands around my waist.

"Don't touch me," I snapped being bitterer than I had intended. Fang quickly pulled away as Omega and Iggy walked up.

"What're you doing?" Iggy asked repeating Fang's words from earlier.

"Jeb claims his car is making a weird noise but I don't know what it is." I said angrily checking the battery now not that I really thought it was the problem.

"Well the battery probably isn't the problem," Omega said smoothly.

"You don't think I know that!" I snapped back angrily. Omega held up his hands as if to say he wasn't going to challenge me again. "There's nothing fucking wrong with this car he's just being a goddamn asshole!" I yelled. Obviously Jeb could hear my words because he walked out of the house calmly but I could see the slight smirk on his face.

"There's nothing wrong with your car asshole!" I screamed at him.

"No, there's not. I just wanted to see if you were smart enough to figure it out." He said smiling at me.

"Yeah, well I want to know if you're smart enough to figure out that you better wash your own fucking car 'cause I'm done helping you." I yelled.

"Max, relax," Jeb said smoothly.

"Don't tell me what to do," I snarled. I was done with this whole day. I screwed up once and I've been working all day, I didn't need to be messed with to test my intelligence. I was sweating more than I have in a while and just wanted to take a shower. My shirt, that was on the ground, was soaked with sweat, grime and grease from the car, and dirt from working all day. My jean shorts were dirty and sticking to my legs. I could feel beads of sweat sliding down my face, back, and stomach irritating me on a whole new level. My face was red from being hot and slightly sunburnt.

"Max it was just a little bit of fun. You proved that you remembered what I taught you. You knew enough to be able to decide that there was nothing wrong with the car." He said happily but I was far from happy. I slammed his hood down and punched it once. Then I kicked his headlight. Even though I hurt my hand and foot I'm pretty sure I smashed the headlight.

"Well now there's something wrong isn't there?" I asked angrily and then stormed past him to go shower.

Fang POV

"Why don't you boys go inside," Jeb said all his energy seemed to be drained as he walked towards the car with the smashed headlight. That wasn't very cool of Max to do. In a weird way Jeb was trying to bond with her.

"I think I'm going to bounce. This seems like some family thing and Max obviously isn't in the mood to chill." Omega said waving at us quickly and then getting in his car. Iggy and I walked into the house though.

Dr. Martinez was in the kitchen cleaning and cooking. Ella and a couple other girls were around the table with books and papers open.

"Hey Els," I said softly. Ella's head shot up and she smiled at Iggy and I.

"What's going on?" She asked nervously. Now we had the attention of Ella's friends. "Max was all sweaty and gross and she stormed in the house and up the stairs." I glanced at the other girls and decided it would be best to give the short version.

"She's had a tough day," I answered calmly.

"Well I'm pretty sure she went to take a shower," Ella said turning back to her books sharing a couple words with her friends. They must be doing a project or studying.

"What're you guys doing?" Iggy asked calmly. I think we were both a little shocked still because both of our voices were calm and soft.

"We have a big biology test tomorrow," Ella replied giving Iggy half her attention while her friends gave him their full attention. They were obviously a little star struck.

"Do you want help?" Iggy asked her hopefully.

"Actually we're scheduled for a break-"

"Now," One of Ella's friends said happily right as Ella nodded.

"I'm going to go wait for Max," I said pointing to the stairs.

"Gazzy, Dyl, and Nudge are going to be here soon," Iggy called after me as I headed up the stairs. I called back telling him I knew and went to wait for Max.

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Max POV

I hummed happily as Fang's kisses landed on my neck. He pulled his head back up to mine and our lips and tongues met again. His body was warm under me as I straddled his waist. His back was against the wall and we sat on my bed, the same way he had been sitting when I walked into my room after my shower. We had started by talking and laughing but it quickly turned into something more. My shirt had flown off and so had Fangs. His hands were all over me and I kept running my hands through his hair and occasionally allowed myself to run my hands down his hard abs. Our mouths moved together roughly and our tongues clashed together hungrily. Our breaths were mixing in the air with every deep exhale that left our mouths every chance we got. I moved closer to Fang and accidently ground my hips into his in the process. We both pulled away for a second to moan with the friction it brought. When Fang collected himself again he pressed his lips to mine again but this time he shot forward and laid me down on the bed under him.

"Do you want to stop?" Fang breathed from above me. I looked into his eyes. He was a virgin and I knew that. I wanted him but the question of whether or not I wanted him now. This was the next step in our relationship but I also didn't want to ruin it. This was the boy I intended on marrying currently, though I didn't tell him that, and I knew that the chances that I would ever be with anyone else were slim. I wanted him. I wanted him now and it wasn't just my hormones talking.

"No," I stated strongly and then leaned up to connect our lips again.

"Are you sure?" He said meeting my eyes again.

"Yes," I said softly. Fang smirked down at me and connected our lips again.

A/N Please review to let me know what you think.