AH; Max's POV
Hi, I'm Max Ride. Um, a little about me, I'm in love with my ex boyfriend, Nick, but he goes by Fang. Yes, my EX boyfriend. Okay, here's how the story goes.
Even though I'm still in love with Fang, I needed to move on. So I'm currently dating a senior, Iggy, but out of guilt. Iggy's just so perfect. He's sensible, and so incredible. All my friends are jealous, even my little sister, Ella. He says everything I need to hear, and I really couldn't ask for anything better. Like, when he opens up my door, and I get into his car. He always says that I look beautiful. And I feel perfectly fine.
But he only makes me miss Fang even more. I start to miss screaming and fighting, and kissing in the rain. I miss cursing his name at 2 am. We were so in love, we acted insane, and that's the way I loved him. Now my world is breaking down and coming undone. I'm crazy for actually missing the roller coaster kinda rush. I never knew I could feel that much, but that's the way I loved him.
Iggy, it's hard to be mad at him. He respects my space, and he never makes me wait. He calls exactly when he says the will. He's close to my parents, and he's charming and endearing. I'm comfortable around him. It's not right.
I feel so bad, for Iggy. He can't see the smiles I fake, and he can't see the way my heart breaks. I really like him, but I don't feel anything more. I mean, Fang was wild and crazy, just so frustrating. He was intoxicating, complicated, and he got away by some mistake. Now, I know you're wondering what happened.
It was a normal day, we were screaming and fighting. We ended up kissing in the pouring rain at 2 am. But then, Fang decided to change it up a little. After we kissed, he looked into my eyes and told me he loved me. I laughed. I laughed in his face, because I didn't think he meant it. But he was serious. Almost as serious as the look on his face when he stormed off in the rain, slamming his truck door, trying to hide his hurt. But I knew it was there. So I sat down in the rain, and cried until my mom found me lying on the ground, shivering wet. It was like the moment in New Moon when Edward leaves Bella. Except this pain was anything but fictional.
And that's the way I loved him. I never knew I could feel that much. But that's the way I loved him.