I flopped back down on the bed, groaning. Dinner had been a nightmare, there had been a cluster of guys staring at me the entire time, so I didn't end up eating very much at all. Actually all I ate was a piece of fried chicken and a cup of water. My stomach was longing for more food, but I didn't want to have to face that situation again.

It had been a nightmare: Fang was glaring holes through everyone the entire time, Angel looked like she was going to throw up from hearing the thoughts of the people around her, Nudge was struggling not to talk, and Gazzy and Iggy just sat there confused.

No, I definitely did NOT want to get out of the hotel room anytime soon.

Nudge flopped down beside me, her big eyes full of worry. "You okay Max?"

I hugged her in an attempt of comfort. It didn't seem to work. "Seriously Max."

"I...I'm fine Nudge, just sort of upset and stressed out...but don't worry, I really am fine."

She smiled at me, her dark face almost glowing with happiness. "So then it will be fine if Angel comes in?" Ugh. I looked at the clock. It was already eleven. But how could I be so cruel as to say no when she was looking at me like that? "Okay Nudge, but you guys have to be in bed by twelve. Got it?" She nodded, and seemed to concentrate on something for a second.

There was a knock at the door, and I realized she'd been talking to Angel. Ah. The powers of telepathy.

Angel came in and hugged me. "Thanks Max!" She was beaming. I was surprised to notice that she was wearing her pajamas and carried Celeste in her arms. "I'm so happy to be sleeping with you guys Max! Iggy came over into me and Gazzy's room so I wanted to leave." Her innocent, smiling face scared me slightly for a second, but what was so bad about a sleepover right?

After Nudge put on her PJ's, they both spread out on the bed, leaving a small amount of space for me. What a nice way to treat your leader/mother figure! Give her the teensy spot on the edge of the bed!

What came next was even worse.

"What should we do?" Nudge was bouncing up and down on the bedspread, hyper kid that she was.

"I know!!!" Angel practically screamed. "Truth or Dare!"

No. Friggin. Way.

"Yes!" Nudge bounced so high on the bed I swear some of the frizzy hair on her head hit the ceiling.

This was bad. Really bad.

"You guys..." I started.

"Okay Ang, truth or dare?"

Angel took a minute to answer. "Truth!"

"Hmmm...What celebrity do you have a crush on?" Nudge pressed eagerly.

"Oh that's easy. Matt Damon." Angel replied.

Why did my baby, have a crush on Matt Damon? She hadn't even watched the Bourne movies for goodness' sake!

Nudge squealed for a minute. "Me too! He's so seriously hot!"

What was wrong with kids these days, even I didn't think Matt Damon was hot. Weird.

The two girls were quiet for a moment, and I swear that I could see them communicating together in their minds. This couldn't be good. Not at all.

They both turned to me, completely in sync. Now that was creepy.

"Max! Truth or Dare!?" I should have seen this coming. However, it shouldn't be that hard to avoid it.

"I'm not playing." I replied. I didn't want to tell these little kids about my celebrity crushes, the only one I had being Johnny Depp. Don't ask.

"Of course you're playing Max! And you say truth!" Angel yelled.

Uh-oh.

"Okaaaay..." Nudge muttered.

"Who do you love?" WHAT?! Why on earth would they ask me that?! THAT of all questions?

"I'm not playing!" My excuse sounded pathetic even to my own ears.

"It's okay Nudge, it's obvious who she loves, the entire flock can tell except for her and him."

I blushed. I think I have got to be sick with something, since I kept blushing so awfully much, maybe Fang had it too and it was the cause of his smiles.

"I know Angel, I just wanted her to admit it. You know?"

"Yea I know, I'd like her to admit it too." I had just figured out how much I hated being teased by little kids.

They both went silent again, and Nudge giggled, finding something entertaining in their telepathic conversation. Once again they turned to me, this time both throwing pillows at me at the same time. The impact knocked me off the bed.

"You have to leave if you don't play Max, sorry." Angel smiled at me benevolently as she spoke.

The torrent of pillows continued, each hit pushing me closer and closer to the door. Nudge opened it and as I fell out of the room, closed it behind me. I could hear their laughing through the walls, and I banged on the door, twisting the door knob violently, but it was all in vain.

"Hey!" I turned to see one of the guys who had been staring at me during dinner and The Towel Incident, once again, staring at me. "Going somewhere?" I looked down to see that I was in my PJ's which consisted of short boxer shorts, a black t-shirt, and knee high striped socks.

The guy came closer, and I did the only thing I could think of. I threw one of the pillows that had been exiled from my hotel room along with me at his face, screamed, and ran headfirst into Fang. Well my plan had been to run into the room next to mine but Fang just suddenly appeared in my path.

"Oof." My sudden collision pushed him over, and we fell back into the room, the door closing safely shut behind us.

I lay there for a second with my eyes closed, completely drained of all energy since I had not eaten much during the day.

My breathing slowed down, as well as the breathing of the body underneath mine. Oh.

I opened my eyes to see Fang, pinned underneath me. He was smiling at me tenderly it seemed, but it might have just been a trick of the light for in a second he looked normal again.

I found myself staring into his eyes, their beautiful green glowing in the dim surroundings as he looked back up at me. I was completely and utterly mesmerized, falling into their neverending depths.

"Max? Could you please get off me now?"

"Oh. Right. Sorry." I got up quickly, even though every muscle, every bone in my body wanted to stay the way it had been. I fought off the wave of dissappointment that threatened to smother me for a second, and turned away from Fang.

"Can I sleep in here?" I asked, desperate for an escape from the evil children occupying my room.

"Angel and Nudge kicked me out and..."

He nodded. "I saw what happened."

"So is that a yes?" I smiled hopefully at him.

"Sure." He motioned towards the bed. "You mind sharing?"

Oh yeah. There was only one bed. So I'd have to sleep in the same one as him. How terrible. That's how I should have been feeling, but instead I felt nervous and happy about it. I wondered belatedly if I had been set up. Had this entire thing been planned?

I got on the bed, pulling the covers up over myself and turning onto my side so that I faced inwards. It was impossible for me to sleep if I wasn't facing the right.

My brain short-circuited for a minute. Wow. Fang had taken off his shirt, apparently that's what he did when he went to sleep, and I definitely wasn't complaining, but his upper half was just soo... beautiful?

He walked back over to the bed and looked at me, laughing when he noticed the way I was ogling his bare chest. I was rendered speechless. Okay, well smiling, that's one thing, but Fang laughing, actually laughing, was something completely different. My jaw dropped, but I quickly closed it, having gotten used to the feeling by now. Fang just cracked up again.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

"Perfect." He answered.

"You just seem to have been laughing and smiling a lot lately, and I was worrying that there was something wrong with you."

He got into the bed so that we were both facing each other.

"Don't worry Max, I really am perfectly fine."

"Good." I smiled at him. "You better be, because I could never survive without you."

A shadow seemed to pass over his face at my words, but it was quickly gone.

"I could never survive without you either." He whispered softly. He was so close to me that I could feel his breath upon my face. I couldn't help but stare at his lips, and I could feel myself slowly lean in to him...as if to...

No.

I pulled back. What had I been thinking. If you wanted to kiss him Max, you missed your chance. He doesn't like you anymore. I felt like crying. Why? Why on earth would I cry just about some boy? Not just a boy Max, Fang. SHUT UP STUPID CONCIENCE! I never cried. Never.

All the same, a tiny sob escaped my mouth, and I brought my hand up in front of my face to hide it.

I couldn't cry.

There were still small tears running down the side of my face. How pathetic. That's all I was, pathetic. Stupid, worthless, confused, insane, pointless and desperate. I couldn't even tell the boy I loved how much I loved him!

I felt a large, warm hand cover my own, and pulled against it. It, however, didn't let go.

I hit him and struggled, but he just hugged me, pulling me tighter. I finally quieted.

"I'm so stupid." I managed to choke out.

He moved my hand away from my face.

"No Max, you're wonderful."

Wonderful.

The tears started running down my face again and I tried wiping them away, but Fang merely tilted my head up to his, and...kissed me.

It was so sweet, just a gentle pressure to my open lips as he did, our tongues touching, so different from the angry, passionate one back in the cave. I twisted my head to make the kiss last longer. Next time...I hoped Fang could not feel my face flush from my thought, if there was a next time, I would not kiss him in this position, for it was proving to be quite difficult. I relaxed into his lips, pressing back gently, thinking...smelling...tasting...nothing but Fang. My Fang.

He broke away after what seemed to be forever.

I stared at him, all memories of my tears wiped away after seeing the beautiful smile he had on his face.

"Thank you." I murmured. And with that, I leant into the embrace of my brother, my best friend, and now something different all combined. I loved that combination.

I fell asleep quickly, dreaming happy dreams about the flock for the first time in a long while.

Aha! The moment we've all been waiting for! lmao. I don't know if anyone else has been waiting for this but I know I have. I hope it was good! Review so that I can know! Please! xoxo Gabriella