Sorry my last few chapters have been sort of crappy. This one should be better. Much Faxier to! The more Faxiness the better right? But guys, really, I need help with the chapter for christmas. Gift wise that it. If you guys have any gifts, moments, ideas for that chapter and the chapters following, PLEASE review or PM me. You readers have been the best and you guys deserve to have a say in the story to! I will remind you guys at the end of the chapter but until then, enjoy, review, favorite and follow if you like this story! You fanfictioners are the best! :)
-Faerie :D
Christmas Eve. The tree is decorated and lit up, the fire is crackling all day long. People are out doing those last-minute shopping trips and slaving away in the kitchen. Everyone has their christmas lights up and everyone is happy. Except for me of course. That is just how it works doesn't it. I'm just sitting on the couch by myself, listening to Nudge and Mom make cookies in the other room. Jeb is reading a book in his favorite chair. I look out side at the mostly melted snow. Not like I can go outside and play in it with my cast and all. With Iggy in Hawaii and Ella at her grandparents, I'm stuck. Especially because Jeb (nope, he still doesn't deserve his title) is home. Fang coming here would be a suicide mission.
I sighed and looked at the gray sky. Praying that tonight the clouds would explode with snow, showering everything in white. Yep. There is me being a dreamer again. A sad, hopeless, lonely...
There was a knock on the door, shaking me from my thoughts. Jeb the lazy butt didn't want to get up from his chair.
"I'LL GET IT!" Nudge ran into the room and slid right into the door with a thump. Oh God. Major fail right there. I put my head in a pillow. I heard Nudge open the door. It was quiet. Suddenly two hands lifted my head and covered my eyes.
"Guess who."
"Well, Iggy is in Hawaii, Ella is at her grandparents. Ari? Why are you in my house?" I asked sarcastically.
"What? I'm not Ari! I'm Dylan! Your hot!" I heard Fang imitating Dylan's annoying voice. I laughed pulling Fang's hands off my eyes. Jeb was glaring.
"Oh right, sorry sir. I will go take off my shoes before I get the carpet wet." Fang kicked off his Converse and plopped down on the couch next to me. Jeb continued to glare. "What? I don't have my feet on the coffee table, I'm calling you sir, I'm not making out with your daughter. Why do you hate me?" Jeb kept glaring and took his book and his coffee into the other room. Fang and I laughed.
"Maybe it was because I called you hot." I laughed.
"That was Dylan talking though. Not you."
"Exactly. I would have called you beautiful, or pretty." I blushed and flicked his earing. Ugh. Him. Why did he have to be so cute? I hated blushing. It was the worst, everyone can see how you feel. I looked at Fang again.
"Holy crap! COLOR!" I practically screamed, poking the red studs in his ears. Fang laughed. "Oh my gosh you're so festive with your red earings! We should call you the King of Christmas Spirit!" Fang laughed even harder.
"Yeah, all the black I wear was getting old," Fang said sarcastically.
"Baby steps," I patted his chest and stood up. I know I'm not supposed to walk around on my cast but it's like 10 feet. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a whole plate of cookies. I walked back in and sat down, starting to stuff a sugar cookie into my mouth. Fang reached for one.
"NO! MY COOKIES!" I yelled, spewing crumbs and flecks of frosting everywhere. Fang reached his arm around me and plucked a cookie from my plate. I tried to grab it from him but he held it just out of my reach. Fang smiled and kissed me but I wanted my cookie. Fang grabbed the whole plate from me.
"Not fair! Your taller than me! Give back the cookies or I'll stuff you up the chimney!" Fang stuck a cookie in my mouth and another in his mouth. He put the plate down and put his arm around me. I glared at him, munching on my cookie. The door opened.
"Hey guys!" Jessie and Angel walked in and Jessie walked into the kitchen. Angel stood in front of the couch, blocking our view of the TV.
"Can I have a cookie?" I shook my head. She reached for one any way. She stuck it half way in her mouth and walked over to me, shaking her head in my face. I broke the cookie.
"Get your own!" I was about to eat the half of the cookie.
"But it has my spit on it."
"I've kissed Fang enough, you two are related. Not like it's going to kill me." I stuffed it in my mouth as Angel walked away. Fang laughed and found a show for us to watch. He picked up another cookie, feeding it to me as Jeb walked in.
"Nick? Move away from Max." Fang scootched about an inch. "More." He moved again. Jeb crossed his arms and glared. Fang got up and moved to the complete other side of the couch. Fang stretched out his arm, being over dramatic.
"So...far...away..." I reached over and grabbed his hand. Jeb smiled wickedly and sat down in the middle of the couch. Not. Cool. Fang leaned back and looked at me behind Jeb's head. I made a finger gun and mouthed 'bang bang' at Jeb. Fang laughed. Jeb glared at him. I was almost entertained except for the fact that Jeb wanted to hurt Fang. Jeb took the remote from Fang and changed it to the news. Take deep breaths Max. In. Out. Don't murder anyone. Do it for the christmas gifts. The Jeb reached over and took a cookie from my plate. HE CROSSED THE LINE!
"Fang, let's go. This man has crossed the line." Jeb smiled. I grabbed Fang's hand and pulled him into the hall.
"Wait, let's go see if it's still up there."
"What?" Fang carried me bridal style up the stairs. He set me down and we walked into his old bed room. He walked to the desk and opened a drawer. He pulled out a little, black book. I sat on the bed with him and he showed me.
"I completely forgot about it when I was packing and every time I come here I forget." Fang let me flip through and look at the tons of sketches. He flipped the pages and showed me a whole chunk of the pages covered in pictures with vibrant colors. He flipped the page again. It was a drawing done in chalk pastel. It was me. I hugged him.
"You are incredible. You do know that right?" Fang just smiled and showed me the other drawings. After awhile we opened the window to let in fresh air and lied back on the bed. Fang pulled out his phone and was playing our favorite songs. I felt like I had spent so much time talking to Fang, that he knew every single thing about me. All my favorite places, foods, interests. He knew about my childhood and my thoughts and memories and dreams. And at the same time, I knew everything about him. I knew he has a weakness of Bambi eyes, loves his little sister more than anything, used to have a small room as a library in his old house. I knew that he and his dad did everything together and as a kid he and his dad would go on weekend fishing trips. Just the two of them.
I also knew that he loved to kiss me. And that his arms were the most comfortable, safe place.
I loved Fang.
No, I love Fang.
It was perfectly relaxing. Then he had to ruin it. Fang poked my side. I screamed rolled off the bed. I climbed back up, glaring and shaking my head.
"Fang, I will kick you with my cast." Fang was laughing the hardest I had ever seen him laugh. "It's not that funny." Fang kept laughing and wiped his eyes. I shoved him off onto the hard floor. I could hear him still laughing. I rolled onto my stomach and peeked over the side of the bed.
"You never laugh this hard. I feel like I have to ask this again. Are you high?"
"Why not?" He said, climbing back onto the bed, still laughing a little. "I'm pretty sure my dad just told me to stop being sad."
"What?" I sat up.
"I felt like I could hear his voice, telling me to stop being sad." I stared in disbelief. Fang looked so happy. "Then I could almost hear him tell me one of his horribly pathetic jokes." I smiled at Fang's shining smile. "Every friday he would come home from work and tell Angel and I a really pathetic pun or joke. They were bad enough to make us laugh. Then he would go into the library and write his novel." Fang smiled and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged him back. I don't know if Fang was crazy or not but I silently thanked his dad. This crazy, laughing Fang was just as wonderful as the silent one. Maybe more.
"FANG! TIME TO GO!" We heard Angel yell from down stairs. We closed the window and Fang stuffed his phone back in his pocket. He grabbed his sketch book and helped me down stairs. I slid down the banister to the second to first floor. Fang laced on his shoes and pulled on his coat. I grabbed the little tassels from his hat and tied them under his chin. He untied them and kissed my lips softly.
"Tomorrow morning, I expect a ninja climbing through my window and hiding under the Christmas tree," I said. Fang smiled.
"Sure. What ever you say Maxie." I smiled and tied the tassels again under his chin. Fang untied them with a smile and followed Jessie and Angel out of the house. I went over and sat down on the couch. I was so happy that Fang was happy, I decided to let Jeb have a break. He get's to be called "dad" again. I mean, I guess it's better that he is over protective. Better than if I brought Dylan home and he instantly loved the guy. (In a non awkward way for all you weirdos). I sighed and leaned my head against my dad's shoulder.
"Love you dad. Even when you are trying to break me and my boyfriend up." My dad chuckled.
"Any time. Love you to Max." I stroked my hair and offered me my unfinished plate of cookies. After about 10 seconds the plate was finished. I couldn't wait for tomorrow. Not just because it was Christmas. Because my "ninja" would be climbing in my window and waiting to be the first to wish me Merry Christmas and tell me how much he loves me.
YAY! CHAPTER 38! Um...I have something to tell you guys. This story has been the most amazing one I have ever written. I feel like you guys are the coolest people and Fax is the cutest couple ever. (Even though I kind of made them more OC) But Chapter 40 will be the last. After 39 which is Christmas, 40 will be EXTRA long and Faxy. Max and Fang will go to the beach and have an adventure with Iggy and Ella and then we will meet Max's real mom.
Hey, wipe those tears! There is going to be a sequel! HIP HIP HOORAY! And after chapter 40, there will be a quick poll about what should happen in the sequel! So stay tuned Fanfictioners!
Now don't forget! The next chapter is Christmas morning! IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR! Yikes. Sorry about my interesting moments of song. I have 2 vocal concerts and serious rehersals which I am SO not excited for. I hate being on stage. So my updates will be later this week. That gives you guys plenty of time to review and PM me with ideas about the next chapter. (And for you paranoid people, if I choose to use your idea I will thank you one million billion trillion times and give you credit)
ANY HOOOOOO! Thank you guys so much for being a fan for this long and putting up with my random author notes and rants that are probubly worse than Nudge's nonsense! ;)
See? there I go again! I'd better go before I waste any more of your time! LOVE YOU GUYS!
-Faerie :D