Chapter 7: Iggy's house
Okay, I'm back! Thanks for the reviews! I really appreciate it! And here is Chapter 7!
Max POV:
"Oh my gosh, Max! Did you hear about the upcoming fashion show? Like, oh my gosh! We definitely need to go! Oh, Fang and Iggy will be there too! Speaking of Iggy, he is so so so hot! Awh, I miss Arizona. It was so hot over there unlike here where it's snowy and all. It's so damn annoying. Speaking of annoying, I haven't seen Lisa lately. Not that I care, but sometimes it gets a little lonely without her and her dramas. Don't you think so? Oh my gosh! Guess-"
"Shut up, Nudge!" I yelled at her. Now I regret taking her.
Here I am, Maximum Ride stuck in a car with Nudge for 15 minutes. Right now I'm driving us to Iggy's house for the little hang out thingie. Ugh, who the heck wakes up at 7 in the morning on a Saturday just to get ready for a little home hang out? I promise you I will kill Nudge one day.
First of all, I didn't get any sleep yesterday, which put me in a crappy mood in this morning; considering the 3 hours of sleep I got last night. Second of all, Nudge didn't need to wake me up at such an ungodly hour just so that I could "help" her find an outfit so she can impress Iggy. Like seriously, she's capable of doing that herself, but no, she needed my "company".
So here I am driving over to Iggy's house in gray sweatpants, a plain black T-shirt, an oversized grey sweater and my grey Nike shoes. My hair was in a loose ponytail at the back of my head with strands of it coming out from it.
"But Maaa-"
"Nudge. Shut. Up. Please." I said as I grabbed for my cup of coffee and took a sip of it. Aaah, heaven.
I pulled up into Iggy's big driveway and parked my car carefully next to the water fountain.
"Wow! His house is amazingly beautiful! Speaking of beautiful, you're so beautiful today, Max! I bet Fang will get all-"
"Nudge!" I yelled before opening my door and grabbing my cup of coffee. Ugh, I swear if she says another word, I am so going to-
"Nudge! Maxie! Hi!" I heard.
I turned around and saw Iggy at the front door of his big-ish mansion waving at us and motioning us to go over to him. Before I can even close my car door, Nudge was already inside Iggy's house, hugging him. I sighed in annoyance and walked over to Iggy who offered me a hug, but being the moody me in the morning, I pushed him aside and headed inside.
"What? No hellos? Somebody's on her period," Iggy said from behind me.
I turned around to glare at him then threw my shoes at him before walking into his living room and collapsing on his coach. Damn. I am so, so tired. Thank god Nudge didn't dress me up.
"You guys are here early," Iggy said as he joined Nudge and me in the living room.
"Well, Nudge here wanted to spend as much time with you as possible before the others get here so she decided that I will drive her here 4 hours before the actual hangout starts," I said as I glared at Nudge through sleepy eyes. "Thank you very much for waking me up so damn early just so you can hangout with your… whatever Iggy is to you."
Nudge blushed then looked down at her laps. Aah, this is new. Nudge never gets embarrassed. Like ever!
"Well, I'm sure you guys would like a tour around the house so…" Iggy started, but you can totally see his cheeks turning pink.
"Yes! Like I totally need that right now," I said as I rubbed my eyes.
"Come on, Max. You can't be that tired, right? It's already 9 and you've been up for 2 hours, which means you're not that tired, right?"
"Well, let's see you get only 4 hours of sleep than.."
"Okay, ladies. We're gonna go take a tour around the house than!" Iggy announced.
"Ugh, whatever," I said as I stood up and started walking towards the bottom of a staircase.
Iggy took us on a tour in the basement (which was amazing), the 1st floor, the outside, the 2nd floor and now we're making our way to the 3rd floor. Ugh, all these sets of stairs...kill me now!
"And..this is….." Iggy explained, but I got too tired of listening to him after he took us through the first 2 floors, so I completely locked him out. I walked in front of Iggy and Nudge and started opening every door on that floor. Guest room. Bathroom. Pink guest room. Eew. Empty room. Music room. White guest room. Bathroom. Empty room. Dark bedroom. Wait… I took 2 steps back and peered into that room again. Dark bedroom with a comfortable looking bed in the middle of it. Oh. My. Gosh!
"I'm gonna sleep in here!" I yelled to Iggy and Nudge as I entered the room. I heard Iggy yell something at me but I already closed the door and tried opening my eyes just for a couple more seconds. Damn, that coffee was no help. The thick black curtain around the windows was securing any lights from coming into the room, which made the room dark, but cozy and comfy. I ran straight towards the bed and got under the black comforter, too tired to survey the room. Aah, it smells good. Like strawberries mixed with a little bit of cologne smell. Soon, I drifted off to sleep with the smell of strawberries invading my senses.
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Fang POV:
*Ring Ring…*
*Ring Ring…*
"Ugh.." I groaned as I got up from under the comforter on my bed and searched for my phone on my bedside table.
"Hello?" I answered groggily.
"Nicholas Jones. Do not tell me that you just woke up!" Nancy yelled from the other side of the line.
"Oh, hey, Nancy. What's up?" I said as I rubbed my eyes. I looked at my clock and it read 7:27.
"What's up? Really? What's up?!" she shrieked. I had to hold my phone away from my ear so I wouldn't go deaf anytime soon. "You were supposed to be here 27 minutes ago. Get up now and come to the studio!" She demanded.
"What? Why? It's a Saturday." I replied while yawning.
"Oh my gosh! Nicholas, get your ass here right now for your freakin photo-shoot!"
Wait. Photo-shoot. Oh yeah. The photo-shoot for the upcoming show. Shit.
"I'll get there in 20 minutes," I replied while standing up and heading into the bathroom.
Ugh, who gets up at such an early hour ON a Saturday?
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I got to the studio, meeting a very angry looking Nancy.
"Hi," I said sheepishly.
"You, Jones, go inside right now. Nikki will be getting you readied."
I nodded and went inside to where Nikki is. Ever since I moved to New York, Nikki will always be the person who gets me ready for anything. Concerts, photo-shoots, fashion shows, etc.
"Hi Fang," Nikki said as I sat down on the stool.
"Hey.." I replied.
"Okay, let's get you started. Nancy is going to have a tantrum if we don't hurry up."
I let out a small chuckle and saluted her.
And here I am.. Dressed in a slim white dress shirt (Eew, white) with the sleeves rolled up on my elbows, slim black dress pant, shiny black dress shoes, gold watch on my left wrist and my hair messily on my head.
Whew, here we go again, with all the fake smiles and girls clinging onto you like you're their lifeline. Ugh, I hate photo-shoots.
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I drove up into my driveway and noticed three other cars there. "Yes, they're here!" I mentally screamed happily in my mind.
I parked inside the garage and got out of my car, going towards the door. Before I can even insert my key in the slot, the door flew open and Nudge jumped. "HI FANG! OH MY GOSH! YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" Nudge yelled in my ears. I awkwardly wrapped my arms around her body and let go when I saw a glare coming from Iggy. Well, somebody's jealous.
"What?" I said as I walked inside, took off my shoes and placed an arm around Nudge's shoulder just to annoy Iggy.
"Never mind. I don't want to tell you anymore. Actually, I have to g-"
"Nudge," I said as I pulled her side closer to me. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Iggy's hand slowly clenched and I smirked at him, which he glared back. "Tell me."
"Uum," Nudge replied in a small voice obviously uncomfortable with the situation. She looked at Iggy, and her eyes shined up, like somebody shining a light bulb in her head. "Actually Iggy and I had to go and make some popcorns for the others. See you in a bit!" She said as she took Iggy's arms and pulled him into the kitchen.
I sighed and went to the living room to greet everybody, noticing that a particular someone wasn't there. I sigh in disappointment again and walked up the stairs to get to my bedroom. I opened my door and noticed that there was somebody sleeping on my bed, with her body turned towards the opposite side of the door. What the hell? Who is that?
I walked around the bed and pulled the covers from the person's face and noticed that it was Max. My Maxie. I smiled as I looked at her sleeping figure under the comforter on my bed. On my bed. She looked so peaceful and free.
I took off my coat and sat next to her, putting her head on my lap as I rubbed small circles on her back, just how she liked it when we were younger. After a few seconds, Max started to stir. Oh shit. I totally forgot that Max was a light sleeper.
She opened her eyes and looked around the room, then went to my arms that were around her body. She looked at my arms then slowly started looking up and locked eyes with me.
"What the hell! What are you doing here, Fang?!" She yelled.
Max POV:
I was dreaming about rainbows and unicorns when I felt a finger rubbing smooth circles on my back and my arm. At first, I thought I was still in my perfect world, but that thought was thrown away when my rainbows and unicorn faded and I was met with darkness. Annoyed that it was gone, I repositioned my body in a more comfortable position when I felt something tensed around my body.
I opened my eyes and surveyed the dark room. Wait, what? How did I get here. I looked down at my arms, noticing that there was another pair of olive toned skin arm over mine. Please don't be him. I slowly traced the arm up and looked at the owner's face.
Kill me now.
"What the hell! What are you doing here, Fang?!" I yelled, as I scrambled out of his arms and sat up on the bed.
"What? You didn't remember what we did this morning? You were great, Maxie!" He said with a cocky smirk.
"Shut up. Why are you in Iggy's house?" I asked, while glaring at him.
"Well, didn't Iggy tell you that this is my bedroom?" He replied snidely.
My jaws literally dropped open and I stared at him, my cheeks starting to burn. No way. Nobody told me he lived here… I am so gonna kill Iggy and Nudge now. They knew. They knew and they did not tell me. God, this is so embarrassing.
And just to save my pride, I said, "What? You're gay now?"
He huffed out a breathe of air and grabbed my hands. "So what? Even if I'm gay, you'll still love me. Don't try denying it also."
I took my hands out of his grasp and glared at him, before getting up and going downstairs where the others should be here by now, considering that it's 12.
"Maxie!" Blaine yelled as I got to the bottom of the stairs. I ignored him and looked around the room for Nudge and Iggy. Not here.
I made my way to the kitchen and saw Nudge and Iggy standing close to eachother. I cleared my throat loudly and they both jumped back, blushing.
I glared at them both and said, "Who's idea was it to not tell me that I was sleeping in Fang's room?"
Nudge looked at Iggy and Iggy looked at Nudge. Then Nudge pointed a finger at Iggy, and I trained my glare on him.
"Um.." he said. "Hi!"
Hi? Just a "HI" instead of a "sorry"? Can he not notice what the situation is here? Irritated, I walked over to him and punched him in the stomach, hard.
"Ouch!" I said as I pulled my hand back. His stomach was hard! Stupid boys..
Iggy looked up at me from where he was crouched over and smirked at me. Sexist.
I made my way back into the living room, grabbed a bag of chips and plopped down next to Blaine, who wrapped an arm around my shoulders. Ugh, I do not need this right now. I tried shrugging him off, but he just held onto me tighter.
I looked around the room to see… Ella and Gazzy sucking each other's faces off(ewh) and Angel and Blaine constantly looking down at their phones..hhmm, okaay…
Nudge and Iggy came into the room holding two big bowls of popcorns. Aah, the smell of popcorn and butter. They sat next to each other on the loveseat, no, let me rephrase that. Nudge was practically sitting on Iggy's lap on the loveseat. I made eye contact with Nudge and raised an eyebrow. She looked at me and smiled before taking out her phone and started texting somebody. Well that was rude.
A second later, my phone started to buzz. I pulled it out from my sweatpants pocket and noticed that it was a text from Nudge.
"Iggy asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes. I know it's quick, but I know what love is when I see love… unlike somebody.. ;)"
I rolled my eyes and looked over at Blaine's phone. Angel. Aaah, he was texting Angel. No wonder they were both looking down at their phones. "You know you could just go and talk to her," I whispered in his ears.
He blushed then looked at Angel, then looked at me again. He nodded and went to sit next to her. And here I am.. Max the loner.
After I finished my bag of chips, Fang came downstairs and looked at everyone, finally landing his eyes on me. "Hey," he said. I rolled my eyes and turned back to the TV.
Still looking at me, he went over to the couch across from me and sat down on it. I tried focusing on the TV as I still felt Fang's intense gaze on me. After a few more minutes of this, I looked away from the TV and glared at him. "What do you want?" I snarled.
"To talk," he replied casually.
"About?"
"Us."
"There's nothing going on between us."
"Yes there is, Max. Don't even deny it."
By now, everybody was staring at the both of us; well, except for Gazzy and Ella who were stuck in their own little world.
"No there's not, Nick."
"Let's take this somewhere else..," he said as he got up and walked over to me, holding out a hand.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," I replied stubbornly, crossing my arms over my chest. Fang let out a frustrated breath of air and pulled me up by my biceps. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Blaine start to stand up, but was pulled back down by Iggy, who flashed him a look that says "no". Nodding, Blaine lay back onto the couch again and sent me an apologetic look.
I looked at Nudge and saw her smiling guiltily at me. I rolled my eyes and shook Fang's hands off my arms, raising an eyebrow up at his taller figure. He grabbed onto my hand and pulled me along with him into the basement, closing and locking the door after we were in. He forced me down onto a stool and sat at the one across from me, now holding both of my hands tightly in his.
"Look, Max. Like I said before multiple times, I am so sorry for leaving you. I know I should have been there for you when everything was going wrong in your life. I know I should have been the person there who lends you their shoulder whenever you cry. I am so sorry for going MIA for two years in your life. But just as much as I need you, I know you need me too. Please. I'm begging you. Please forgive me?"
I looked deeply into his eyes. Sure, he hurted me, but he was my best friend. I can't stay mad at a best friend. Especially him, who I basically grew up with. But he needs to know what pain feels like. He needs to know how it feels like for someone to just walk out of his life one day.
"No," I replied hoarsely.
He let go of one of my hands and ran it through his hair.
"Why?"
"Because.." I said, suddenly at a lost for words.
"See, you don't even know," he said, sadly. "Max, listen to me. I'll try again, and again, and after that, if you still don't want me in your life, I'll walk away and never bother you no more. But that's only if you can look me in those eyes and say it yourself."
I looked at him confusedly and raised an eyebrow. He sat up and went over to the piano, bringing his stool with him. He sat down on the piano stool and motioned for me to come over. I went to him and sat at on his stool, cautiously, looking at him as he randomly start tapping keys. He looked up and smiled sadly at me before he starts playing some familiar keys on the piano. Then in a soft, husky voice, he started singing.
"When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love"
Memories started hitting me. It was after my dad's funeral when my friends sung this song to me.
"When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love"
It was Fang's favorite song and mine.
"I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
no doubt in my mind where you belong"
This was the song I listened to everyday after Fang left and my dad passed away.
"I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
No, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love"
God. So many memories. Tears started to well up in my eyes as I listened to Fang sing. His voice was so beautiful. I missed it. So much.
"The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing like me yet
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love"
(Make you feel my love by Adele)
He finished off, looking at me through clear eyes. He let out a chuckle and wiped his eyes. "Well?"
I looked at him for a minute before breaking down, letting the tears come out freely. He put his arms around me and started rubbing circles on my back just like how I liked it. Gosh. I never realized I missed him this much. After a few minutes, the tears subsided and I laid my head on his shoulders, savoring the moment and smelling his scent.
I pulled back and looked at him through puffy eyes. "I forgive you, but just friends. Nothing more. Well, at least until I forgive you entirely," I whispered.
And he smiled. He smiled the biggest smile ever that made my heart skipped a beat. I flashed a small grin at him and he hugged me tightly, as if tomorrow will be the end of the world.
"It feels so good to have my best friend back," Fang whispered in my ear, happily.
Finally! Max finally forgive him! Sorry for dragging it on, but.. I don't know, I just like dragging my stories on, so hang with me. But please continue reading. This isn't the end yet. I still have a lot in mind for this story. :)
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