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~Previously~

"Let's play some truth or dare!" I hooted and rubbed my hands together evilly. I sat on armchair nearest to the boys and glanced at them, "Who wants to go first?"

"I PICK FIRST!" Iggy yelled. "Maximum Martinez. You have to kiss-"

"Fangles! For fifteen seconds." Iggy teased. Fang looked up from the chain on his pants with a confused look on his face.

"What?" I blushed, which, if you knew me. You'd know that I never blush.

"Kiss Fangles. On. The. Lips. Now." Iggy said slowly like he was talking to an idiot. A sudden shot of adrenaline ran through my body and I stood up and walked over to Fang.

He also stood up and took the last few steps over towards me. Still experiencing a serious surge of adrenaline I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in. I was inches away from his lips when Fang closed the distance and kissed me first. My breath hitched in my throat when he rested his hands on my waist. I counted 5 seconds so far but as soon as I counted six seconds something amazing happened. Fang licked my bottom lip and I did something really out of character... I opened my mouth and let his tongue in. He pulled me in closer to him and I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. I barely registered Ella and Iggy's snickers as I tilted my head to get deeper into the kiss. Fang's hand went from my waist, to my back and then slowly crawled down to my ass.

Iggy decided enough was enough and shouted "Kay! About three minutes have gone! Stop eating each other's faces."

We pulled away from each other and I jumped away from Fangs grip and sat down. 'Bad Max! You have a boyfriend!' I cursed myself.

"Okay it's my turn to truth or dare someone!" I announced, not looking at anyone just in case they saw my very obvious blush. "Um. Iggy!" he glared at me. "Truth or Dare?"

"Hmm, I guess da- Truth!" he corrected quickly.

"Oh. Um. Now I need help! Anyone want to give me an idea for a question for him?" I looked at Ella who looked at Fang. Fang's eyes lit up and he ran over to my chair.

"Ask him 'Is it true that he masturbates over Ella at night'" Fang smirked before sitting down on his chair again.

I replayed the question, "Hey Igster. Is it true that you masturbate over Ella at night?"

Iggy went bright red before turning and glaring at Fang, "Yes." He mumbled, in a voice barely above a whisper.

Ella's mouth dropped and she looked down at the floor.

"Um I guess it's now my turn to ask someone something." Iggy turned and looked as his twin, "Brother dearest, truth or dare?"

Fang raised his eyebrow mischievously "Dare."

"Give Maxie a hickey." Iggy winked at me.

"Ig? Really?" I looked at him, with raised eyebrows.

"Really. But Fangles? Make sure she can cover it up."

Fang growled –and yes he growled, like what the flock? – At Iggy before dragging himself over to me and sitting beside me, on the arm of the chair.

"Sorry." He apologized, his voice barely over a whisper, before scooting closer to me and tilting his head and leaning in. I tilted my head to give him more head space. As soon as I felt his lips on my neck, it felt like an electric current shot through my body and before I could stop it from happening, I shuddered. I felt him smirk against my skin before his mouth opened and he started to suck on my pulse point. After a few short moments he closed his mouth, kissed my neck and pulled away.

"My turn." He sang, leaning back in his new seat, on my armrest. "Ella, truth or dare?"

"Dare." Ella said, being brave.

"Let Iggy top you. But keep your back to us. Please."

Ella's eyes widened but she took off her heels and turned to straddle Iggy. (If she hadn't taken off her heels she would have hurt Iggy...A lot) Slowly she pulled the straps of her dress down past her shoulders until they were off her completely. I turned then because, well, she's still my sister! I glanced at Fang and saw that he was looking at me. I kicked off my high tops and folded them underneath me. I heard Ella let out a low moan and I think I almost puked. By instinct of what I do to Dylan when I felt sick, I put my head into Fang's chest. After a moment or two he leaned backwards and I thought he was pulling away but before I could pull away, he placed headphones over my ears and handed me his (surprise surprise) black I-pod. I scrolled through the music before I found a few songs by Paramore and I decided to listen to them. I turned them up really high and buried my face in Fang's chest. Fang slid slightly off the arm of the chair and pulled me up a little so I was practically his lap. He pulled gently on the headphones and I looked up.

"They're finished." He smiled gently. I was about to tell him thanks when my phone started ringing.

"Sorry." I muttered and stood up, pulling out my phone and pressing the call button.

"It's Dylan. I have to get this. Sorry!" I walked out into the hall, "Hey babe."

Ella P.O.V.

That was, um, interesting... I rubbed my chest gently; it was still a bit sensitive from Iggy's rough hands. I looked over at Fang and Max. Fang was being really sweet to her and when Max's mouth opened I knew she was going to say something sassy or rude. But instead, her phone rang. She apologized to Fang and answered her phone.

"It's Dylan. I have to get this. Sorry!" and as she walked into the hall she said "Hey babe."

Fang looked up and frowned "Dylan? Dylan Brown? Why does she 'have' to answer to him?"

"Um Fang. Dylan's her boyfriend." I said anxiously, scared I'd upset him. Iggy had told me that Fang didn't trust a lot of people and the people he did trust, if they upset him he had a VERY short temper. Fang had put on his emotionless brick wall look so I couldn't tell how he took the news. All he did was stand up and move over to the other couch and spread his legs out in front of him. Iggy pulled my head over to him and kissed me.

"Fang and Max can wait." I thought

The door opened an inch and we heard Max practically whisper "Yeah, love you too."

And she walked in.

Max P.O.V.

"I love you and I trust you so I know you won't do anything at his house. Okay? Bye, I love you."

"Yeah, love you too." I whispered back, thinking of the hickey, Fang's kiss and the electric current I got whenever he touched me. As soon as I got into the sitting room I knew something was wrong. Fang had moved from my seat over to the couch and was just staring at the ceiling with his hands behind his head. Nothing was wrong with Iggy and Ella though... They were kissing as usual.

I closed the door after me and sat in my seat, "Ells? It's your turn."

Ella pulled away from Iggy and turned so she was just sitting on his lap.

"Fang, truth or dare." She called over to Fang.

"Truth." He said simply back to one word answers.

"Is it true that... Um... You're not a virgin?" She asked, obviously not able to think of anything else. A ghost of a smile crossed his face. Note; I said a GHOST of a smile, not an actual smile or anything close.

"Yes."

"Yes you ARE a virgin or yes it's true you're NOT?"

"I'm not."

"Oh. Well it's your turn Fang." Ella said nervously.

"Igs. Truth or Dare?"

"Dare."

"That bowl on the table? Filled with guacamole? Put your face in it."

Iggy sighed, "For Ella's dare I got to top her! Why couldn't I get that dare?"

"Cos." Fang retorted. Iggy gently pushed Ella off his lap and onto the couch before he got up and picked up the bowl.

"Countdown from ten." He smirked.

Fang chuckled and started counting down, "10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!" and as soon as he said one was when I realized that he had stood up and was now right behind Iggy.

At one, he jumped in front of Iggy and pushed the bowl up further into his face before quickly jumping away to avoid Iggy's wrath. Iggy pulled the bowl off his face and slammed it down on Fang's hair.

Fang groaned loudly "IGGY!" And within seconds they had chased each other out of the sitting room, into the hallway, into one of the spare rooms, back into the hall, into the bathroom –where we heard Iggy and Fang both shout loudly at each other – out into the hall again and into the kitchen where we heard the adults proclaim loudly.

Ella had just put on her shoes and I scrambled to put on mine before we ran (in Ella's case – hobbled quickly) into the kitchen where we saw Fang and Iggy standing in front of the adults. Dripping? Both of their faces and hair was dripping with guacamole like the last time we saw them but when we looked down at their clothes... They were sudsy and wet and had lines of shampoo and or shower gel on them. Ella tripped on her heels she was laughing so hard.

"He started it!" they yelled at the same time and pointed to each other.

"Just go and get cleaned up." Their mother tutted.

"I'll go in the upstairs bathroom." Iggy mumbled.

"I'll help, Mom taught me a great way to get rid of guacamole from clothes!" Ella suggested and grabbed Iggy's hand before skipping out of the room.

"I'll get it out of your clothes if you want?" I piped up.

Fang frowned but nodded and walked out of the room with me trailing behind him like a lost puppy.

"Are you mad?" I asked when he closed the bathroom door a bit aggressively

"Why would I be?"

"I don't know. But you've gotten quiet and angry looking?"

"I'm fine."

"What's with the mono-syllabic answers?"

He said nothing and shrugged.

"Answer me! Fang!" I grabbed his shoulders and turned him around to look at me. He glared

"What?" he snapped. I flinched away and ran the tap while Fang took off his shirt and left it beside me. I worked on his t-shirt for a few minutes while he worked on cleaning his pants (still on him). We worked in silence for a good ten minutes before I broke the silence as I was finished with his t-shirt.

"Fang, what did I do? One minute you're giving me a hickey and the next, you're being a douche!"

"Go cry to your boyfriend." He snapped before returning to scrubbing his shirt with a towel.

"Fang? Are you jealous?" I teased.

"Why would I be? You're not my whore." He retorted. My mouth dropped and I felt tears brimming in my eyes.

"Why would you say that?" I asked "HOW could you say that?" the tears streamed down my face now. Fang said nothing but looked at himself in the mirror while he wet another towel and scrubbed his hair.

"You're a freaking ass!" I screamed and ran into the hall and outside. I sat on one of the benches and started crying.

Ella P.O.V.

Iggy pulled me up the stairs and into the bathroom. I went to wet a towel but then Iggy grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up onto the counter.

"I couldn't do this in front of my brother or your sister so I had to wait until we got a moment like this." He mumbled into her neck and started kissing it. I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought him closer to me but due to my 5 inch heels I scraped one of the heels against my other leg and I gasped as I realised I had cut myself. I pulled Iggy closer and he looked up.

"Ells? What was that?"

"I hurt, ow, my leg."

He pulled away from me and put a hand on my thigh. I stretched out my leg and he looked at the cut. He looked up at me with a little light in his eyes that told me that he was up to something. He kissed the cut then the space above the cut. And he slowly kissed his way up to the hem of my dress.

"Iggy." I moaned/warned, "Please."

"Please what?" he teased, licking the inside of my thigh.

"Kee-uhh" I moaned "Keep going."

Let's just say one thing led to the next and after a few minutes both me and Iggy sat, exhausted, on the bathroom floor. I stood up and pulled on my underwear and then my dress. I stood in front of the mirror and fixed my sex hair. Iggy groaned and stood up.

"Shit. I need to get new clothes! These are fucked!" Iggy looked at his clothes. "Two seconds and I'll have this sorted out." He pulled on his blue boxers and grabbed his clothes. He opened the door and peeked his head out before leaving the bathroom and running off into his room. I had just finished fixing my make up when Iggy came in. Wearing exactly the same clothes he was wearing before he left except they were clean?

"Ig? How'd you clean them?"

"I didn't. I just have the two Asking Alexandria t-shirts and two pairs of white skinny jeans." He shrugged.

"Let's go." I whispered before kissing him and grabbing his hand and leading him downstairs.

"Why would you say that? How could you say that?" We heard Max scream from the downstairs bathroom, followed by a "You're a freaking ass!" and then Max ran outside crying.

"For fuck sake!" Iggy groaned before letting go of my hand and jogging into the bathroom. I looked out the window and saw Max sobbing on the bench. And all of a sudden, I felt angry. Angry at Fang. For hurting MY sister. I stormed into the bathroom where Iggy was sitting on the edge of the bath, listening to Fang who was ranting on about something.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO HER?" I yelled at Fang and without meaning to, I raised my hand to slap him and then Iggy stood up.

And I slapped him instead...

Oooh a twist! Now I'm going to do another little review test thingy.

6-9 reviews= I'll make Iggy break up with Ella.

10+ I'll make something HAPPY happen...Maybe...Depends

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~Aisling x