Nudge's sleepovers were always hectic. We always start the night with karaoke and stupid games. After that we mostly just watch movies and hang out before dozing off. But that's not the hectic part.

The hectic part is the sleeping arrangements. In case you hadn't noticed, there is a lot of us. Just for specific purposes, there are EIGHTEEN OF US.

Nudge is crazy about her sleepovers and insists we all sleep in the same room. That means eighteen bloody people need to fit it one room. We have tried, time and time again, to change her mind but still haven't convinced her. But usually some of us aren't able to make it which makes it slightly less crazy.

Not this time.

After we finished watching How to Train Your Dragon and Jurassic World the arguments began right on cue.

"Scoot over!"

"Get your elbow out of my hip!"

"I'm not saying this again, MOVE YOUR ASS!"

"You don't need three pillows! Give me one you greedy git!"

I rolled my eyes and twisted on the couch to face them. There were two other couches: Becca and Alex shared one, while Nudge and Angel shared the other. The rest were crowded on the floor.

I, however, got a whole couch to myself. I snickered to myself and watched them thrash on the floor.

"Why don't you have to share?" Fang demanded.

I laughed lightly. "I don't mind sharing. The problem is no one wants to share with me." I smiled slyly. He rolled his eyes before standing from his spot between Gazzy and Iggy. He grabbed his pillow before walking over to me.

"Make room." He ordered. I raised an eyebrow at him before sliding back to make room for him. He laid down in front of me and I was swept up in his amazing scent. I inhaled deeply before I could stop myself. I turned bright red and coughed in embarrassment. I cannot believe I just did that. I so hope he didn't notice me do that.

"You ok?" He asked me. My eyes snapped up to his and I tried to stammer out an answer.

"Uh, I, um-" I stuttered.

"She's a shady sleep buddy, dude. One second she wants to cuddle, next second she's kicking you off the couch." Gazzy warned. I glared at him.

"At least my farts don't clear out a house." I retorted. Gazzy looked more pleased than offended by my insult. I grumbled but couldn't help but be relieved that Fang's attention was now diverted.

"I think I can handle her." Fang scoffed. I rolled my eyes.

"You've been warned. More room for us. " Gazzy shrugged before spreading out. Closer to Nudge's couch, I noted.

There are so an unofficial thing. I watched her smile shyly at him and him smile gently back at her. Fang followed my gaze.

"Kind of obvious, aren't they?" He remarked. I nodded in agreement.

"They're still adorable, though." I commented. We watched them a bit longer before settling into sleeping positions. Fang went to face away from me but I grabbed his arm and tugged him to me. I nudged his arm around me and cuddled into his side. I could feel his gaze boring holes into my head.

"I feel like cuddling right now." I whispered. The corners of his mouth twitched. He hesitantly wrapped the other arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I looked up at him and smiled before cuddling into his chest.

"How long before they're all out?" Fang asked.

"Not long at all. Jake is usually the last to knock out." I answered.

"Talk to me." Fang ordered. I looked up at him confused.

"About what?"

"You."

I looked at him for a second longer than necessary. Eventually I sighed and scooted back to meet his eyes easier.

"My favorite color is blue. My favorite smell is the smell of my mom's cookies in the oven. My mom won't let me have any tattoos but I have five designated spots ready to be decorated as soon as I'm eighteen."

"Where?"

"Both wrists, collar bone, a shoulder blade, and here." I pointed to a spot just above the hem of my pajama pants, my right hip.

He raised his eyebrows at my hip. "Really?"

I nodded. "It's better than my lower back. I'm not trying to get a tramp stamp." (AN: I apologize to anyone that may have a tattoo there. Not everyone is a tramp.)

"Any ideas?" he asked.

"Some Harry Potter related, definitely." I wasn't an avid reader, but Tess did manage to get me to read the Harry Potter series.

Best decision I ever made.

I'm a true potterhead and saw the movies all at their midnight showing with our friends. They might not have read the books but we all loved the movies. Emma Watson is absolutely stunning, brilliant, and beautiful. I love them all.

"I can't decide between having 'Always' or 'Until the very end' written on my collarbone.

"Always. Short and sweet."

"Like you?" I teased.

"Yup."

"I think I will go with that one." Alan Rickman did a great job of portraying Severus Snape.

"I think everyone's asleep." Fang said. I rubbed my eyes tiredly.

"I'm next." I yawned. I turned away from Fang and cuddled into the back of the couch.

"Night, Fangtard." I whispered.

"Night Max."

There were only five days left until the Summer Festival.

"Fang!" I poked his cheek. No response.

Poke.

"Fang."

Poke.

"Faaannngggggg."

I went to poke him again but his hand slapped my hand away. I stared affronted at my hand before looking back to him. I slapped the side of his head.

He sat up and glared at me. "What?"

I glared back. "You wouldn't get up! It's almost one! Get up!" I grabbed my pillow from right next to him and smacked his face with it.

His eyes narrowed at me. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could Nudge came in through the kitchen.

"We're going to the mall." she said. Fang flopped back down and grunted.

I snorted. "Have fun without us." Nudge grinned slyly before handing me a folded piece of paper. I grabbed it, eyebrows raised. I unfolded it and squealed.

That's right. I, the great Maximum Martinez, squealed. Fang eyes shot open and his eyebrows twitched slightly. I beamed at him and handed the flyer to him. He grabbed it and his eyes shot back to mine.

"That's right. It's their opening day. Bunch of sales and stuff." Nudge commented.

Fang and I turned towards her simultaneously. "Give us five." We scrambled up from the floor and took off upstairs.

I ran across Nudge's room yanking jeans on and throwing a pink/red pocket tank on and shoving my feet in shoes. I sprinted down the hall and into the bathroom where I quickly brushed my teeth, braided my hair sloppily, and swiped some mascara onto my eyelashes. I dabbed on some lipstick, put my lovesick pentagon necklace on and slid a black rubber bracelet with the words, For All Those Sleeping Wake The Fuck Up!, on my right wrist. I sprinted down the stairs and slung my messenger bag over my torso. Fang, Nudge, Gazzy, and Tess were waiting for me.

"Let's go!" I lead the way outside.

"There it is." It was beautiful.

"Yup." Even Fang thinks so.

We both walked through the open doors. A cute looking employee with broad shoulders and about Fang's height greeted us. His name tag read Eric.

"Hi, welcome to Hot Topic. If you guys need anything just let me know and I'll be glad to help." He smiled. I smiled at him and said thanks. I turned to Fang.

"It's go time baby." I held up my wallet. We slapped high fives and separated.

Fang and I finally left Hot Topic after an hour or so, carrying our three shared bags. We were headed to the food court to meet up with everyone else.

Thank the lord, I thought. I'm starving. My stomach grumbled loudly and I discreetly peeked up at Fang to see if he heard. He was already smirking at me. I blushed slightly.

"Still have a wicked appetite." He mused. I shrugged, smiling.

"Max! Fang! Over here!" Tess called. We walked on over to them and set our stuff down. They were already eating. I scowled at my grumbling stomach.

"Let's get food before you attack your stomach." Fang grabbed my elbow and pulled me to the food places.

"Wouldn't be the first time!" Iggy called after us. I glowered back at him. He cackled.

"What do you want?" I questioned. I was in the mood for a sandwich.

"Chinese." I scrunched my nose at his answer. I despise Chinese food. The only one who really loved Chinese in our group was Brigid. Everyone else was ok with it. (AN: No offense to Chinese food lovers. This is a personal preference and nothing more.)

"You don't like Chinese?" He raised one eyebrow at me. I shook my head exaggeratedly. His lips twitched slightly.

"What do you want? Sandwich?" I looked longingly at Subway. He followed my gaze. I looked back at him. He looked to the Chinese place.

We looked back at each other. "See you back at the table." I walked over to Subway and greeting the lady that would be making my beautiful and tasty sandwich. Within five minutes I was back at our table. I set my food down and hurriedly unwrapped my sandwich. I sank my teeth into it and moaned at the pure deliciousness of it.

"Where's Fang?" Nudge asked.

"He's getting Chinese….." While answering I had simultaneously looked over my shoulder to see if he was almost down. He was already headed back but he wasn't alone.

Brigid was with him. She was smiling and looking up at him. Standing just a little too close and her dainty little hand tossed back loose blonde curls over her shoulder. I could almost hear her laugh echo through my head. I felt dread settle into the bottom of my stomach.

No, I thought. Not Fang!

I turned back and furiously took a bite of my sandwich. I thought back on my promise to help her with the next guy she wanted and almost groaned aloud. I so didn't want Fang involved with her.

I bit the inside of my cheek. THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR TRYING TO BE A GOOD PERSON!

"Hey guys!" Brigid smiled. There was a chorus of 'hellos' and I smiled in greeting, though it came out as more of a grimace. Fang's eyes slightly furrowed. I turned back to my sandwich.

The only empty seats were around me so I slid down the booth to make room for them. They could sit together now. Blech.

Fang sat down next to me and Brigid next to him.

"What did you and Fang get, Max?" Nudge asked me.

"I bought three t-shirts, a ring, necklace, and a two rubber bracelets." I lifted both my wrists. On my right was a black rubber bracelets with the word 'Muggle' on it in yellow and on my left a red rubber bracelet with 'Paramore, If there is a future then we want it now'. I brushed my hair out of the way so they could all see my music notes heart necklace. The girls "ooed and ahhed" at my necklace. I leaned over and snatched a fry from Gazzy's tray and ignored his shouts of protest.

"All in all, pretty good day.'' I grinned.

Until Brigid dug her claws into Fang, I thought grimly.

"How do you two know each other, Max?" Brigid gestured between us. She leaned into Fang so she could "hear me better" but I think we all know her real reasons for doing so. Her big blue eyes stared into mine innocently.

Too innocently.

I plastered a fake smile on my face.

"Oh, we went to elementary together. He introduced me to Nudge. " I answered, smiling at Nudge.

"Oh, so you guys are really good friends?" she asked. Well, OBVIOUSLY or he wouldn't be visiting us every summer! Which I'm pretty sure she was well aware of. I wanted to punch her in the throat.

"Pretty good friends." I narrowed my eyes at her and she flashed me a smile.

She turned to Fang and placed her hand on his forearm. "So, what's it like where you live?"

"Alright. I've got some cool friends there." Fang answered. I saw him glance at me from my peripheral vision.

"Max, come with me to the bathroom?" Brigid asked. I paused before biting into my sandwich and locked eyes with Nudge. I stood up.

"Let's go blondie." I waved for her to hurry. She rushed to catch up with me and we headed across the food court. I knew what was coming. I knew what she was going to ask. I just really didn't want her to.

Just as I had expected as soon as we were out of view of the table she slammed to a halt.

"He's perfect. Him, Max. I want Fang." She smiled brightly at me. I had to convince her that he wasn't right for her. Ugh, why FANG?!

"Brigid, he's only here for the summer. He's leaving soon. I talked to him last night and I think he's only staying for this week. He'll be back home by next week."

Her face fell. "Aw! That sucks. I guess that wouldn't work. I'm not into the whole long distance relationship thing that much." I breathed a small sigh of relief. Sweet Hanalea (AN: Anybody know that reference? If you do you're awesome!), that was close.

She linked her arm through mine. "No use going to the bathroom anymore. I just wanted to ask you about that. You good?"

I smiled a genuine smile. "I'm all good."

At least now I was.

I'm really sorry this took a while! I was just so busy with homework I kept forgetting to update. Next chapter will hopefully be up tomorrow. I'll refrain from promising because I don't want to break my promise! But thanks to the people who reviewed, favorited, or followed my story! I really do appreciate it. You guys make me feel super loved :)

Catch you next time!