To Learn to Fly
Chapter Three
Now, every day, as soon as I wake up, I sit up, stretch my back and run my fingers through my hair, without fail. What wasn't an every day occurrence was being tugged slightly over to the other side of my bed to snuggle with another person occupying my bed.
In fact, there was never anyone else allowed to sleep in my bed. It just wasn't allowed. Especially because I like to starfish myself and sleep with all limbs stretched to the max.
"Lay back down, baby. It's still early," the man next to me, well-known as Fang, mumbled against his pillow.
Confused? Let's backtrack a little. Well, about five days.
Once Fang and Ana were broken up for good, or at least twenty-four hours, Fang and I started to resume our late nights of up-all-night talking. The first two nights were simply talking—about everything.
However, when it became night three, Fang took it upon himself to kiss me—not that I minded much. (No matter how much I wanted to.)
After the kiss, Fang and I went back to talking like nothing happened. Which, in essence, was probably not a great idea because, well, every day things got more and more intense.
By the fourth night, Fang and I were horizontal on my bed, attached at the mouth for a good hour and a half. And although I knew I should have pushed him away and stopped him, I couldn't. It was just too good. I knew I was probably just a rebound from Ana who was convenient because Fang lived with me, but I just couldn't push him away.
But the fifth night was when things went a little crazy. Obviously, he ended up sleeping in my bed, which is a big no-no in the Max Ride handbook. But did I also mention that he kind of wasn't wearing clothes? Nor was I?
Again, I couldn't bring myself to stop him, or stop myself for that matter.
"This will be interesting to explain," I groaned, falling down onto my side of the bed, as far away from Fang as I could.
"Max, I think the Flock expected us to somehow fall back into bed with each other once Ana was out of the picture."
Yes, Fang said 'fall back into bed with each other'. That was actually the fourth time I'd woken up with a naked Fang in my bed. But in my defense, it was the first time in about a year and a half.
"You make it sound like I killed Ana," I said, getting out of bed and walking over to my closet to throw on some undergarments and a robe so I wasn't completely naked.
"You would have if she hadn't cheated and I stayed with her," Fang laughed, sitting up right, letting the blanket fall slightly so it only covered his lower half.
I rolled my eyes, but stayed standing on the opposite side of my room from him.
"Hey, Max?" Fang began, but didn't let me answer. "Can you come back over here. I just want to see something."
Skeptically, I walked over to the bed by Fang, sitting down on the edge by his legs.
"Don't flinch or move away. Promise?"
I nodded, but was still very skeptical.
Fang sat up even more and leaned closer to me, placing his hand on my neck to hold me in place.
I had a feeling I knew what he was going to do, and I was right.
He kissed me.
And here's the shocker. I kissed him back.
Okay, fine. It probably wasn't a shocker at all, but I thought it sounded cooler.
I slid myself a little closer to where Fang was sitting and wrapped both arms around his neck.
Fang wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, and lifted me up onto the bed next to him. I was laying completely on my back, and Fang was about half way on top of me, kissing me more passionately than I'd ever been kissed before.
I curled my fingers into his hair, reveling in the feeling of him holding my waist so tightly.
I was so wrapped up in kissing Fang that I didn't realize my bedroom door being opened. Wonderful.
"Well, I found them! Both of them!" I heard Angel yell.
Fang and I broke apart as quickly as we could and Fang immediately reached for the blanket to make sure he was still covered. Thank goodness he was.
"Oh my gosh. Please, Fang, for the sake of my little heart, please tell me you have clothes on," Angel begged.
"Sorry," Fang laughed, patting the blanket covering his lower half.
Angel made a face like she was going to be traumatized for the rest of her life before running out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
"That was sort of entertaining," Fang laughed.
I couldn't help but laugh, though I felt bad that Angel had to see that.
I got up out of bed and searched around for Fang's clothes, which I tossed to him when I found them.
Fang only put on his boxers, but better them than walk around naked.
"I suppose we should go out to explain..." I said, remaking my bed.
"What's there to explain? They've never heard of two people having sex before?" Fang asked, laughing because he's so funny.
"Not us."
Fang rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Fine. Though, I still don't understand why you feel the need to explain that we had sex last night. Big deal."
I rolled my eyes and left my bedroom, not waiting for Fang.
All of the Flock members, save for Fang of course, were out in the kitchen, awaiting Iggy's amazing smelling breakfast, talking like Angel hadn't just witnessed what she had.
"I think that's Max, so eggs or pancakes?" Iggy asked, flipping his pancakes in the pan.
"Uh, pancakes, I guess."
Angel and Nudge were gushing over an article in Seventeen Magazine and Gazzy was helping Iggy. Nobody seemed phased by Fang and I.
Although, I suppose there wasn't much to be phased by. So, Fang and I had sex. Big deal... Okay. Big deal to me, but not to everyone else apparently.
Fang silently appeared next to me, scratching the back of his head, as he always did when he woke up. As he stretched, his boxers dipped down even lower, exposing more of the small trail of hair that disappeared down his pants... Not that I was looking, of course.
Fang smiled slightly and placed his hand on my lower back, letting it slide slowly downward. As quickly as I could, I whirled around and smacked his hand, squealing in surprise.
Again, the kids seemed unphased.
"Ig, keep my pancakes warm, I'll be right back," I said, grabbing Fang by the ear and dragging him down the hall to my bedroom.
"Ow! Is this really necessary?" Fang groaned, trying to pry my fingers off of his ear.
I closed my bedroom door behind me before I began talking, though, sometimes even that doesn't help with how often the younger kids like to eavesdrop on my conversations.
"Fang, it's bad enough that we did what we did last night—"
"Had sex," Fang cut me off.
"Fine, we had sex. But you really don't need to be flaunting it and grabbing my butt in front of the kids! They're kids,Fang! Treat them like it. I'm sure they don't want to see that."
"No, Max. They're not kids," Fang began, stepping closer so he was right in front of me. "The youngest Flock member, Angel, is sixteen. You were a leader and a makeshift mother and so much more by the time you were sixteen. And even more than that, if I want to touch you, or do this," he said, a slightly seductive tone in his voice as he kissed me, placing both of his hands on my hips. "I will."
Despite my being quite surprised by the random kiss, I was still glad he kissed me at all.
"And you're not gonna stop me."
So, that was it! I think, at least. I'm not quite sure if I'll write another chapter, but it's a possibility. But don't hold your breath.
Anyway, I hope ya'll enjoyed this! (: I enjoyed writing it!
xoxo,
K.J