Daddy's Home Part 2

Chapter Four

Max's P.O.V

"Well, I think I'm going to go take a shower and get this chocolate off me." I laughed, after the fight ended.

Iggy muttered something that sounded like, "I'm sure Fang could help you with that." under his breath.

I growled at him and started toward the front door.

I heard Mrs. Martinez slap him in the head and laugh.

Fang walked out the front door with me, and we stood on his front porch.

He took my hands and smiled.

My face was still covered in chocolate. And my clothes, that used to be grey, were now brown.

I laughed.

"Kiss goodbye?" I asked.

He didn't answer. He just leaned down and kissed my lips gently.

My lips… Then the corner of my mouth… Then my cheek… Then just below my ear… Then my neck. His mouth lingered on my neck for a while.

"Looks like you're taking Iggy up on his little comment earlier." I laughed, pulling his head up and kissing him again.

"Which, reminds me, I'm probably going to kill him for that later."

I rolled my eyes, chuckled a little, and kissed him goodbye.

I walked back to my house.

I stepped through the door and was hug-attacked by my dad.

"Dad, I'm covered in chocolate, I don't think you should hug me." I laughed.

"Why are you covered in chocolate, may I ask?"

"Cake batter fight at Fang's."

He rolled his eyes and laughed.

"By the way, Max, since I've missed your last, eleven birthdays… There's a box in your room. I'm sorry its not a big present. But I think you'll love it."

He winked.

I nodded, not wanting to hurt his feelings if I told him I didn't want anything, and walked upstairs to my bathroom.

I quickly showered and went into my bedroom.

I almost dropped my towel that I had wrapped around my body when I saw what my dad meant by 'present'.

There was a huge box. It was gold, and wrapped with a red ribbon.

Truth be told, I couldn't wait to open it.

I trudged over to my closet, and pulled out a pair of faded blue jean shorts, a black tank top, and a dark green army hoodie.

I brushed out my hair.

"Now, present time." I whispered to myself, striding over to the big box.

I pulled the ribbon off and flipped the top off of the box.

Finally, my dad actually did something amazing for me! The box consisted of about ten CD's. (For bands like, Metallica, Quiet Riot, The Ramones, The Doors, Aerosmith, The Clash, The Runaways, The White Stripes, The Beetles, ACDC)

But the thing that struck me the most was something wrapped in band posters.

I carefully unwrapped the posters, trying not to rip them.

My eyes widened to the size of golf balls when I saw what it was.

The wooden thing I held in my hands was a black acoustic guitar. It was beautiful. And I could tell it was new, and not one of those stupid used ones from knock-off stores.

I screamed and pretty much hugged my guitar.

I used to have a guitar from when I was four, to when I was fourteen. Stephanie decided when I was fourteen that she was going to wack me upside the head with it, smash it to bits, and burn it.

She said it was the only thing that was happy in my life, and for that reason, it had to be disposed of.

My dad rushed into the room to see if I'd dropped dead.

"I'm guessing you like it?" he asked.

"I love it! Thanks, Dad!" I dropped the guitar to the ground, and ran to him and hugged him.

"Look a little closer at it." he winked.

I picked my guitar back up, and squinted at the bottom of it.

I gasped and almost passed out when I saw a small signature on the bottom.

The signature was one of Aerosmith's lead singer, Steven Tyler.

He was my idol since I was a little girl.

"How the hell did you get Steven Tyler's signature?"

"Pure luck." he laughed.

I kissed the signature and hugged the guitar.

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