Ok…so no homework today! Woot! So, I get to update again! Plus, I got out of track because of my sinus infection!
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Nightwings93
Max POV: Chapter 35
Fang and I were in his car speeding down the highway. All I can say, awkward turtle. Seriously. I had no clue what to say, and I'm pretty sure Fang used up all his words for the next year and a half. That was the longest time he's talked without stopping. Honestly, I think he was in shock that he could talk that much. I know I am.
We were about to pull into Fang's house when I was seized with fear. How could I face everyone? How could I explain?
"Fang!" I blurted.
"Yeah?" he asked, slowing the car down.
"Is there somewhere else we can go? I don't want to see people yet," I muttered looking out the window.
"Sure," Fang nodded.
Fang pulled a quick U-turn and my face smashed against the window. That would hurt later.
"Sorry," Fang mumbled.
"It's fine. I deserved that," I answered rubbing my cheek.
Fang just sighed. He went a few feet down the road and pulled into a narrow gravel road. I could still see his house.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"It's a back road to my house. We never use it. There's somewhere I want us to go. So we can talk," Fang replied, keeping his eyes on the road ahead.
I nodded and looked back out the window. As happy as I was to be with Fang again, how could we go back to the way things were? It was too awkward. I'd hurt Fang too much.
Fang stopped the car right outside the circular grove of weeping willow trees. Fang quickly hopped out, came around the car, and opened my door for me.
He reached his hand out for me. I looked up, expecting to see a stony-faced Fang, and found Fang smiling down at me. And it wasn't just any smile, either. It was my special smile. The smile I thought I would never see again.
What had I done to deserve him?
I reached my hand out and took Fang's. My hand slid into place and locked perfectly with his. It was like these two hands were meant for each other. I suddenly felt very shy around Fang. We were two people meant for each other, and I had almost ruined it. I had thought of my own neck and sacrificed Fang's happiness. I had justified running away as protecting Fang, but it was really me being too much of a coward to face my own problems.
From now on, I'm going to face my problems head on. I'm going to become someone Fang will be proud to call his girlfriend.
Fang led my through the branches to the pond with rock. Fang sat down on the rock and I sat down at its base.
I took a deep breath. "So, in the past-"
"Max," Fang cut in. "The past is the past. It doesn't matter. Let's forget about it and just move forward, okay?"
My head jerked up, "Really?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yeah," Fang said nodding. "Unless there's anything I should know about Sam. I saw him at the Shilo. He said something about seeing you and getting something from you."
I froze. He couldn't know that I stole something. Besides, Sam's out of the picture now. He was leaving for New York to retrieve his precious video. Fang didn't need to know about Sam. That was the past. "I saw Sam but nothing happened."
"He must have been screwing with me then. The asshole's like that," Fang muttered.
I nodded. Okay, now for a clean slate. I'm starting over. Screw the past.
Fang fished around in his pocket. "So, I got you something. Well, I got us something. I never got to give this to you since you weren't here for Christmas."
Fang pulled out a black velvet box. My heart sped. Was he really going to…?
I jumped up. "Fang, you can't seriously…we haven't finished our first year of college!"
Fang just laughed and pulled me back down next to him. "It's not quite like that."
Fang popped the lid, and I gasped. Two twinkling white gold rings winked at me from the deep black box. I could see the inside of the band and noticed that it was engraved with a set of wings and inside the wings M+F was written.
I looked back up at Fang who had a grin plastered on his face. "They're beautiful!" I exclaimed.
"They're promise rings," Fang muttered as he slipped one out of the box. "Which hand?" he asked, unsure.
"Um…let's do the right hand," I answered. "Since an engagement ring goes on the left."
Fang nodded and slipped the ring onto my ring finger on my right hand. I took the other ring and guided it onto Fang's right ring finger.
Fang put his hand under my chin and tilted my face up to his. "So, are we cool?" Fang asked. "No more running off?"
I nodded and smiled up at Fang. His face lit up and he smiled my special smile. Fang's head snaked down, and his lips crashed onto mine. I made a sort of odd moaning sound. It was kind of that whimper you make when you've just had a really good, fresh-from-the-oven, oozing with chocolate brownie. I could feel Fang smile against my lips. I blushed. What can I say? I missed kissing him.
Fang and I sat together on the rock for hours. We were tangled up in each others' arms and were just enjoying the company of the other.
* * * * *
After a while Fang and I went back to the house and I was welcomed back with open arms. No one pestered me with questions and things went back to normal. And before I knew it, it was time to go back to the dorms for the last half of college. Our freshman year was half way done.
Fang and I were sitting in my dorm room hanging out. I looked over at the wardrobe that Fang had painted the first day we met. It was still completely black but had splatters of purple on it form our paint fight. I smiled.
"Remember the first day we met?" I asked.
Fang chuckled. "Of course. Damn, you make us sound like some old married couple!" Fang shook his head then wheezed in an old voice. "Why I remember the first time I saw you. It seems like just yesterday…"
I smacked Fang on the arm. "Whatever. I was trying to be all nostalgic…"
Fang laughed some more. "I think it's cute."
My ears turned pink. "Cute?" I asked the word grating against my ears.
"Yes, cute," Fang made sure to enunciate because he knew it was bothering me. "Cute like Hello Kitty and unicorns and puppies."
I groaned. "No not like a puppy!"
"Yup, a puppy," Fang stated.
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, then you're just so Fangalicious."
Fang's eyes turned murderous. He hated it when people messed with his name. "What?" he asked in a low voice.
"Ah! Fangy's being scary!" I cried.
Fang let out a roar, tackled me, and started mercilessly tickling me.
"No!" I shrieked. "Noooo, FAAAAAANG! Not the feet!"
"Oi, break it up you two!" Iggy and Gazzy yelled from the door. "We have band practice and you idiots are screwing around in here!"
"Sorry," Fang and I muttered.
"Way to be a kill joy," Fang mumbled.
"March. To the basement, children," Iggy ordered pointing in the direction of the basement (the only place we could practice out songs in the dorms).
"Fine, mom," I said slumping my shoulders as I walked past Iggy.
Fang caught up with me and entwined his hand with mine. "I think it's time we re-open our prank war," Fang said to me, but it was just loud enough that Iggy and Gazzy could hear.
"It's on!" The twins shouted.
"What have you gotten us in to?" I asked Fang.
He winked. "It'll be fun. I've already got a few pranks thought up."
I looked up at him skeptically. "This should be interesting."
* * * * *
Once we got in the basement, the twins and Kyle got right to work. Nobody was wasting any time. We had another gig coming up in about a month. We'd been chosen to play at some high school's prom. I was not too happy about it. Girls in skimpy dresses, who were most likely going to be drunk or high on life, were going to throw themselves at Fang.
"So, why don't you guys try that duet you're going to sing," Kyle suggested.
"Oh, good idea," Fang muttered.
He and I took the front position of the band.
I remember what you wore on the first day 'Cause everything you do and words you say
You came into my life and I thought
"Hey, you know, this could be something"
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing
So maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than oneI remember every look upon your face
The way you roll your eyes
The way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
I'm finally now believing
That maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one
Yeah, yeah
I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"
maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking
I can't live without you
'Cause, baby, two is better than one
There's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
But I'll figure it out
When all is said and done
Two is better than one
Two is better than one
Name of song for those of you wondering: Two is better than one by boys like girls and Taylor Swift
Bold=Fang
Italics=Max
Bold Italics=Max and Fang
Hit a bit of writers block at the end so I jammed the song in. no worries, next chapter will be better.
Sorry this is getting up so late. Our internet wasn't working earlier.
Nightwings93