CHATPER 9 (Yes, I'm calling it Chapter 9, because I don't want the chapter numbers to be all messed up)
NOTE: THIS HAS BEEN EDITED! REREAD IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE CONFUSED!
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Disclaimer: This is the last time I'm doing one of these. I do not own Maximum Ride. There. Done.
FANG POV
I was kissing Max. Max! The girl who had been invading my dreams since the first day I'd met her!
I was in pure bliss. I didn't think the moment could get any better. Just as I thought that, Max pulled away, with both of us breathing heavily. I looked into her warm chocolate brown eyes and grinned. She grinned back. I pulled her to my chest. Apparently she was quite tired, and fell asleep immediately, without even changing out of the clothes Nudge, JJ, and Ella had put her in. She really was beautiful, whether she thought so or not.
We were currently lying on the couch in Max's living room, so I carried her bridal style up to her room and laid her on her bed. The walls were painted light blue and had black vine designs on them, and the rest of her room matched her walls.
Since I was at Max's house and didn't feel like walking home, I decided to spend the night. I went through Max's closet (no, I'm not a stalker) to see if she had a sleeping bag. Of course, she didn't. Or, at least, I couldn't find it. I climbed into her twin-sized bed and lay next to her. She'd hate me for it in the morning, but for now I didn't care. I looked at the clock. It was 11:00. Jeez, had Max and I been kissing that long? Apparently my brain had melted to mush or something and I'd lost track of the time. I settled under her covers and pulled her close to me, falling asleep.
When I woke up, I looked at the clock. It read 6:00. I sat up. I should probably leave before Max's mom found us, or worse: Ella.
But then, I heard Max say something unintelligible. I leaned closer as she said it again.
"Don't go."
How can I argue with that logic?
I laid back down again and she wrapped her arms around me. I watched her sleeping again, feeling like a total creeper. I can just imagine how that conversation would go. "Hey Fang, what'd you do last night?" "Oh, I was just watching you while you were sleeping."
Because that would go over so well.
Just as I thought that, Max abruptly sat up. She looked around her room, then at me. Her eyes widened.
"FANG! Why the hell are you in my room!"
"Um…" How was I supposed to answer that? Because, in truth, I really had no idea. "I don't know?"
"Get out!" she whisper-yelled. "If my mom finds us, we're dead!"
Of course, she just had to say that. Because as soon as she did, her mother walked in the door. Her mouth dropped open in shock.
"Max, you will see me in the kitchen. Now."
I could've sworn I saw Max gulp.
"Yes, Mom," Max replied nervously.
I feel so bad for her.
MAX POV
"Max, can you please explain to me what I just saw?" Mom asked impatiently, tapping her foot.
"Nothing."
"Oh, are you sure? Because that's not what I thought I saw."
"Mom, nothing happened. I promise. Don't you trust me?"
"I trust you. Not him, though," she hissed through clenched teeth.
"Mom, seriously. He just slept in the same bed as me. Nothing more."
"Fine, we're done here. I believe you, for now. I'm talking to him too, though."
FANG POV
Max walked out of the room, looking like she had just gone through hell, even though her conversation with her mom only took a few minutes. Her eyes screamed, "That was HORRIBLE. I'm never doing it again, and you can't make me!"
"FANG!"
Oh, God. That was Dr. Martinez. The woman who thinks I slept with her daughter. Well, I did, but only in the literal sense. We just slept in the same bed!
I'm officially screwed.
"GET IN HERE!" Dr. M's loud and angry voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Yes?" I asked warily.
"What did I just see going on?"
"Um… nothing!"
"Don't give me that bullshit!"
I was shocked. Dr. Martinez never cussed. Ever. Especially not to me.
"I'll say it again. Nothing happened."
"Why would you expect me to believe that? I know what I saw."
"All that happened was that we slept together, in the literal sense. Nothing more." Her eyes were narrowed dangerously.
"Fine. I believe you… for now."
MAX POV
Now that my Mom and Fang were done having their conversation, I ordered Fang to wait in my room while I took a shower.
When I got out and dressed in normal-person clothes, Fang was still sitting in my room, on my bed. While I had been in the shower, I had been thinking, what were Fang and I now? Still just friends? Boyfriend and girlfriend? Friends-with-benefits? Had he even broken up with Lissa yet?
Needless to say, by the end of my shower, I had a horrible migraine from all of this thinking.
I mean, how can anyone enjoy just sitting there and like, thinking all day? I think I would spontaneously combust. It's exhausting, really.
I plopped down on my bed in spread-eagle form, effectively leaving Fang a small amount of space in the corner.
"Thanks a lot," he muttered. I grinned.
"You're quite welcome."
There were a few minutes of silence after that. Not awkward silence like it usually is for me with most people, but a comfortable silence. A silence where we both knew we didn't have to say anything or make small talk. Which I hate, by the way. I mean, really. Just get to the point.
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"Fang, can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Can we just forget about the whole kiss and be best friends for a while?
"...Sure, Max. If that's what you want." His face was unreadable.
FANG POV
I was sitting on the corner of Max's bed, thinking about the kiss. I had never felt a spark like that when I was kissing any other girl. Ever. I was deep in my thoughts when I heard Max say something.
"Fang, can I ask you something?"
"Anything," I replied immediately.
"Can we just forget about the whole kiss and be best friends for a while?"
"...Sure, Max. If that's what you want." I made sure to keep my usual emotionless mask up. I was afraid of what would happen if I let down my guard. Couldn't she see that I really liked her? Didn't she feel the connection too?
Guess not. I'll just have to deal with being best friends with her for a while.
MAX POV
School the next day seemed torturous. By this time, Fang, Nudge, Ella, and JJ had already seen the soccer list. Fang's reaction to his name being on the list was a simple shrug. Nudge, Ella, and JJ all screamed like they saw a spider. Only happier, and less sounding like they wanted to run away. You know what? That was a suckish comparison. Forget I ever mentioned it. Anyway, Nudge began one of her ever-lengthily rants, but was quickly stopped by JJ's hand over her mouth, earning grateful sighs from everyone in the hallway and a deep blush from Nudge. After seeing the list, we all walked to our first period classes.
And that takes me to where I am now, bored to death. What I wouldn't give to be at home, eating chocolate right now.
I should really change the subject to something else before I start going on about how amazing chocolate is. Don't even let me stay on this topic.
Who the hell am I even talking to?
Again, I am incredibly bored and don't have the faintest inkling of something I can do to ease my boredom. Sure, I could probably think of something, but I'm just so lazy.
Wait! Brilliant idea!
Invite Fang over!
I immediately grabbed my phone and texted him saying, u wanna come over?
He texted back immediately saying, Sure. Be right there.
Two minutes later, my doorbell rang. I skipped over to the door and opened it. There stood Fang, in all of his emo glory. I grinned.
"Someone's happy today," he remarked with a smirk.
"Someone's observant today," I countered with another bright grin. "So, you wanna spend the entire rest of the day watching movies and pigging out on junk food?"
He smiled brightly. Whoa. His teeth are SERIOUSLY white. "You know it."
I just realized I put, like, fifty line breaks in here. Sorry.
Other news: Yesterday was my last day of school! :D Updates will be coming much faster now. My last day of school was quite interesting, because a boy two years older than me was flirting with me. It was incredibly creepy. He was cute, though. ;)
Question: Has anyone SERIOUSLY CREEPY ever flirted with you before? Like, a hobo or something?
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