Disclaimer: I do not own the Maximum Ride series or any of the music involved in this...
FangPOV
Max has been out of hospital for a month, and I still haven't told her how I feel.
The band are all excited and preparing for our schools annual frashman dance, which Dylan got us the opportunity to perform for the evening. But, us being all feshman, we had to take it in turns for breaks, so we an enjoy the dance as well. This means solo performances and smaller groups of three or four at a time on stage. Luckily, the band was confident enough to handle this.
It was Saturday afternoon and I had nothing to do. It was cold outside but warm in my room. I lay shirt-less on top of my covers, listening to my iPod that sat in my dock station.
It was on shuffle, and another song came on. I smiled to myself as I sang along with the singer.
"Well she wants to get in
and she wants to get out,
but the city, it calls her name,
and the scars that she hides
with those stars in her eyes.
Like the echoes, they're all the same
'Cause its all been done before
Yes it's all been done before
And oh, you can let this one go,
you can try on your own,
but I want you to be here.
And oh, now the signs are all quiet,
and the streets are all tired
and I want you to be here.
Well she's sick of this town
and the walls of this house,
but her pride just wont let her see
that when she swears that she's made
with a heart that won't break
she could be dead but she'd still believe
That it's all been done before.
Yes, it's all been done before.
And oh, you can let this one go,
you can try on your own,
but I want you to be here.
And oh, now the signs are all quiet,
and the streets are all tired
and I want you to be here.
Oh, I want you to be here.
They can tell that they want you to stay for what you've done.
They can tell you that it's alright to be what you've become.
And you go cause you know it's for sure.
Oh, you can let this one go,
you can try on your own,
but I want you to be here.
And oh, now the signs are all quiet,
and the streets are all tired
and I want you to be here.
But oh, now i tried to be quiet,
but this heart is on fire
and I want you to be here.
I want you to be here.
I want you to be here.
I want you to be here.
I want you to be here,"
As the next song clicked on, Dylan walked into the room, leaning against the doorframe. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking me as I looked at th ceiling.
"You still haven't told her, have you?" he stated dullely.
I sighed, turning to lie on my side, facing him, "how can I? She doesn't like me that way,"
"Dude! You don't know that! Give it a try, man,"
I sat up, still confused and still didn't know what to do.
"Alright, I'll do it now," I said confidently, though inside I wanted to run.
Dylan stood up and smiled, "ask her the dance, Fangy-boy!" he then turned away and walked back to his room.
I sent Max a text to meet me under the gazebo where we first kissed. I smiled at myself, remembering it. It was so special, yet I was sure Max wasn't confident with it or didn't feel the same way.
I put on a shirt and walked to the bayside. I arrived before her, but not by much.
She was in checked shorts and singlet, obviously clothes she put on when she planned on staying home all day.
She waved awkwardly, "hey, Fangy,"
I smiled nervously, "er, hey Max,"
Her eyebrows rose, "you alright, Fangy-poo?"
I ignored her question, "Max, there is something I need to tell you,"
She nodded, plonking herself down on the step. "So, shoot,"
EllaPOV
Saturday afternoon I was with Iggy. My plan was in action, and I knew I will get back at Max for joining the Flock soon.
But Iggy. He actually seemed to care about me. I couldn't help to fall, though I knew it wasn't real. I didn't like him, it was part of the disguise... right?
We sat on the grass at an empty park. He held my hand. He was humming some song.
"What are you singing?" I asked, smiling sweetly at him.
He grinned, starting to sing from the beginning.
"She wears a white dress
She sees the light and it's saying 'come back'
She's out the door but she hasn't left yet
And I start believing her when she says that
The city's gonna save her love
Don't leave her I know just what shes looking for
Oh but all she knows is a picture that keeps fading on
But I can't let her go that's why I'm telling her,"
His version was slower, more sweet than the original. He sang with no music, yet it sounded amazing
"I wanna love you more
Than all of the things you wanted
Than all of the things you're not
You want to have it all
But you found it in the city
But the city doesn't talk, oooh
She wears a gold cross
She sheds her skin but it never comes off
She hears the angels out on the streets
Tonight as she walks right by oh they sing so softly
They sing "oohh whooah, oohh whooah, oohh whooah
Loves right behind you oohh whooah"
I wanna love you more
Than all of the things you wanted
Than all of the things you're not
You want to have it all
But you found it in the city
But the city doesn't talk
Than all of the things you wanted
Than all of the things you've got
But you found it in the city
But the city doesn't talk
Oohh whooah oohh whooah ohh whooah
Oh she floats off through a crowded room
She remembers the rows and rows of houses
And the street lights going on
That's why I'm telling her
I wanna love you more
Than all of the things you wanted
Than all of the things your not
And you want to have it all
But you found it in the city
But the city doesn't talk
I wanna love you more
Than all of the things you wanted
Than all of the things you've got
And you want to have it all
But you found it in the city
But the city doesn't talk
oohh whooah oohh whooah oohh whooah
Loves right behind you,"
He leaned in slowly, his warm breath spreading over my face. "Ella. Go to the dance with me," It wasn't a question.
I nodded as he looked into my eyes and pressed his lips to mine.
MaxPOV
Fang was struggling to speak, tripping over his words and rubbing the back of his neck. He's nervous. But what about?
I was so confused about my feelings for Fang. Since the hospital, I felt we had more going between us then friendship, but I knew Fang would disagree.
But could there be? Could I learn to truly love Fang? What if the opportunity does come up, what would I do? What would I say? Too many questions...
"Max... I, I've been thinking... feeling, differently about our... our friendship for t-the past f-few weeks,"
Colour rushed from my cheeks, "w-what?" What did he mean?Did he not want to be friends with me? Oh, God! I don't think I could live with that...
Fang's eyes widened understanding what I was thinking, "no! Not at all like that, Max! Oh, God no," I gulped nervously. What did he mean, then?
"T-the truth, Max. Is..."
"Fang, just tell me. It can't be that bad," I whispered, looking down at my hands, expecting the worst.
He took a deep breathe. "Maximum Ride. I think I'm in love with you,"
My heart picked up pace, my eyes widened and I struggled to breathe. My hands grow sweaty and shakey.
Fang stayed silent. He loved me? He loved me! "O-ok," I said.
He rose his head. "Ok?"
I nodded my head, smileing at him, "ok,"
He grinned, reaching to tuck a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. "Ok,"
He leaned in and kissed me softly. He murmured against my lips, "I love you, Max,"
I smiled as he asked me to the freshman dance.
Two Parachute songs in one chapter! Sorry, but I didn't know what other songs to use cause they didn't seem to fit!
They were both 'Be Here' and 'White Dress'.
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