Chapter 4! WOO! Read on, read on. Just ignore my little outbursts. They happen a lot, especially when I'm all hyped up on mountain dew. You'll get used to it.
(Max POV) We all went upstairs and packed up for our trip. We figured we'd go for about 2 weeks. Nudge and Ella spent time obsessing over the perfect outfits to bring. Sigh.
It didn't take me long to pack; I basically threw a bunch of clothes in a bag and wall-ah! I'm done. I walked out into the hallway, going to see how far every one was with their packing. Gazzy and Iggy were both done, and already in their pajamas. Ella and Nudge had only packed 2 outfits! They explained that they had to have the perfect outfits. My response was rolling my eyes.
I quietly knocked on Fang's door. He opened it, revealing himself not wearing a shirt. He had fresh scratches all over his muscular chest and a lot on his arms, too.
While I stood staring at his six-pack for a minute, he asked, "What do you want?"
"Umm, are you done packing?" I asked.
He nodded, opening the door wider to reveal a full black duffle bag sitting on his bed. That was when I realized something. I had never been in Fang's room before. When I told Fang this, he gestured for me to come in.
I walked in. His room was dark; the only source of light a small desk lamp. His bed sheets were black, along with his curtains and the leather chair he had in the corner. The thick black carpet was fuzzy and soft.
"It's so... Dark. There's no color," I said.
"Maybe I like it that way," he replied, giving me one of his drop dead gorgeous half smiles.
Fang smiling made me smile, and we sat down together on the end of his bed. Fang cleared his throat, and said, "Umm, so about earlier today, uh, thank you for jumping in when you did. I probably would've been in shreds if you'd waited another minute." He kind of blushed, as he often did when he talked more than one sentence.
"No problem," I said. "You've done the same for me on many different occasions."
"Yeah…" We looked at each other. I felt some kind of weird tingling in my stomach, and before I knew what was happening, I was kissing Fang. His hands were on my waist and I had my arms wrapped around his neck. Our lips were moving in sync, pressing firmly against each other. His lips were warm and soft. I felt his hands sliding up and down my back, and knotted my fingers in his silky hair.
When we finally broke apart, we were both breathing raggedly. "Umm," I said, quickly standing up. "Good night," I called over my shoulder as I left the room as fast as I could. Fang was still sitting on his bed, looking kind of shocked.
I locked myself in the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I kissed Fang, I thought. Fang kissed me! I ran back into my room to get ready to go to bed, even though I was sure I would have trouble getting to sleep.
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