Weekend Visitors

Ella and I sat on the couch in the living room on a Saturday afternoon. The television played some sappy movie about a girl who falls in love with a boy but won't tell him and he loves her but he won't tell her. Yeah, talk about repetitive. Ella was laughing hysterically though at one moment and I raised an eyebrow to what she was doing.

She flipped around her cell phone to show me a picture of Fang on the ground with his boxers obviously showing. A text above reading, "Check out what Max did- Sam". She shook her head in disbelief and I grinned in victory. Fang might just hate me for this but it was too priceless. How could I regret that beautiful stunt?

Just then, my phone rang, and I checked the id. Laughing to myself, I stood up and walked into the kitchen so Ella couldn't hear me.

"Hello?" I asked, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"I hate you," came the muttered dark voice of the last person I ever expected to be on a telephone seeing as how he hated to talk.

"Fang? Is that you?" I smiled, observing the large, fridge and island counter. The bowls, cups, and endless amounts of food that were supplied to me- the biggest eater in the family. "I guess Sam sent everyone his picture because Ella just got it." My phone vibrated and I went to stare at the screen, it read that I had a new text. "Me too."

"I ought to kill you Maximum Ride," he threatened but I knew he was smiling.

"Well, you're going to have to find me first Fang Loretts, and I have the advantage because you have no idea where I live." I received a small chuckled from that. He was saying otherwise. "Are you stalking me?" I asked, "Are you the guy outside my kitchen right now?" Although, in reality, our backyard was clear, the pool in need of a clean as well.

"Maybe," was the answer I got back just as a dark figure stepped into view. I hung up when I saw the smile and headed out the glass door that stepped out to the cobblestones that surrounded the pool. Last of summer's heat was beating down on me. As I placed my phone in my pocket, I glared at him.

"How did you know where I live? How did you know my number? And why are you acting like a major creeper?" I managed to poke him in the chest, his really hard chest that I remembered looked really good without a shirt. He still looked amazing right now, in a black tee shirt and jeans with the typical converse.

"Small town," he replied with a shrug and for a second, I pictured him differently, as if the him before me was missing something important. "And Ella told Iggy." I rolled my eyes, those two were just cozying right up next to each other.

I crossed my arms and glared at him, "So why are you here?" Fang gave me a shrug and a smile but I knew words weren't coming with this answer. I ran a hand through my hair slightly embarrassed that I took a shower last night instead of this morning. I was dressed in blue, plaid pajama shorts and a black tank top because it was Saturday and I wasn't expecting anyone to come to my house. "Would you like to come inside?"

"Sure," he replied with a grin. As I walked back into the house, making sure Total ran out to do his business in the backyard, I wondered why he wasn't spending the weekend with his girlfriend or with his guy friends. Normally, friends that were girls shouldn't be visited without supervision of a trustworthy person such as the girlfriend or guy friends already mentioned above.

I shut the door once Total trotted back in happily with his nose stuck up. I watched as he ran down the hallway and I begged that I had kept my room shut because I didn't want to smell dog on my pillow again.

When we entered the living room, lit up by the sun in the windows, Ella stared up from the large tan coach. She too was dressed in pajama pants and a tank top. Blushing, she quickly stood up and laughed, "Hey Fang. What are you doing here?" Her gaze shifted obviously between Fang and me.

Immediate response to that was me shaking my head to warn her to not even go there. Fang placed his hands casually in his pockets and gave her a wide grin that made Ella stumble a bit and smile. "Getting revenge on Max here." He nuzzled my hair with the flat of his palm. I backed off and tried to smooth the already wild strands with my hand.

A doorbell rang and I closed my eyes- please let it be a genie who will grant me one wish and allow me to get rid of Fang from here. He was embarrassing me as Ella, being polite, offered for him to stay and finish the movie with us. I went to answer the door, trying to avoid his gaze but having trouble when I felt the constant need to gawk at him.

When I opened the front door, I practically collapsed. Nudge stood there, dressed in jeans and a purple, v-neck shirt. Her hair was slicked back into a ponytail and she had on light make-up. "Hey Max! Do you want to go shopping?" I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry, but not even for you Nudge. I don't shop," I replied firmly. She shrugged and stood there with a smile. "Would you like to come in too?" Before she could even ask and begin to babble, Nudge's mouth dropped open when she saw Fang sitting on the ground staring up at the television.

"Hey," Ella called out. "Nudge, right? Come watch the movie with us." My sister waved her hand and I followed Nudge around the back of the couch so we could sit. Just as I made my way to the center of the couch, to sit between Ella and Nudge, a hand grabbed mine and pulled me down.

"Sit with me," Fang simply stated before turning his attention back on the T.V. I didn't want to point out that our arms were touching and I felt the most amazing pulse run through my skin where his touched me. I didn't want to say it though out of fear that Ella or Nudge would here. I wasn't willing to risk it. I adjusted myself lightly so no one would notice but as soon as we stopped touching Fang was staring at me.

So he wanted to feel this…well, I did too actually. He gave me a smile before turning back, as if understanding that I didn't want this to happen. I wanted to be at the sidelines not in the spotlight. I had no intention of starting drama between Brigid and I even though I disliked her from the start. Then, Fang moved so his back was leaning against the couch like mine already was. We weren't touching but we were still close. Slowly, inch by inch, his fingers traced over mine until finally holding them.

Shocked and pleased and angry at the same time, I pulled away and went to my room, saying I just remembered I had homework to do. Surprisingly, I had left my door open and Total was snoring on the bed so I had to sit on the floor and think about what just happened.

Stupid dogs, I thought… stupid boys.

UGH!!!!

What was I suppose to do?

I couldn't let him hold my hand.

He has a girlfriend remember?