Previously:
"You don't know what I think."
"That's the point, tell me what you are thinking." I said more harshly than I meant to.
"I'm thinking that I like you, Max."
I stopped walking, sure I had my suspicions, but I didn't know for sure. When he told me that, I had butterflies in my stomach.
"Then...could you tell me something?" I asked.
"What?"
"Who was the person you were on the phone with at the park?"
Chapter 7- Mean Something
He stopped walking, letting go of my hand. He looked at me, then looked to the ground with a hardened look on his face.
"It wasn't anyone important..."
There was a small quiver in his voice when he said it. I grabbed his hand back and kissed it, "...I'm sorry... I shouldn't have pried..."
He pulled me close to him into a hug and lowered his head to avoid looking me in the eye.
"Fang?"
Fang looked up slightly and his eyes were slightly wet looking and scared. He didn't say anything, he just hugged me for awhile, not saying a word. I grabbed onto his shirt, feeling his shaken breathing. All I could think about is what happened? What happened to make him like this? What can I do? After a long time went by, he slowly let his grip loosen and I layed my palm on his cheek to wipe away a tear that was threatening to fall. To see him like this...it was frightening...heartbreaking...
We turned around and walked back home, his hand gripping mine tightly the entire way. When we opened the door, I led him to my room and we both just layed together on the sheets. Like that, we drifted to sleep and skipped school the next day.
"Fang, wake up." I said to the dark haired boy in front of me, clinging onto my back. Dragging myself out of his clutch, he sighed and let go. Getting up beside me, he leaned onto my shoulder. I have no idea what to say, actually. I mean, what happened last night was really unexpected and I guess I'll let him say it whenever he's okay with letting me know...
I ruffled his hair and smiled at him before getting up to head for the bathroom to brush my teeth and brush my hair. After so, I sat on the couch, waiting for him to join me so I can ask little questions. Hey, I'm curious, don't hold it against me.
He walked out and smiled , sitting next to me. I asked him, "Fang, are you okay?"
"Yeah...Sorry."
"Is it anything I can help out with? I'll do anything, you know..."
"It's nothing, I don't want you getting hurt."
"Hurt?" I stared at him to continue, he just looked upset and didn't give it up. "Fang..."
"Max, please. I really don't want to tallk about it."
"You don't trust me?"
"Don't say it like that when you know that's entirely false. I trust you, I like you." He rolled his eyes then put his head on his wrist. I grabbed his cheek and pulled it.
"Max! What the hell?!"
I raised an eyebrow and pressed my lips together. "You're being unfair."
"Me, unfair? Does it look like I'm trying to push you out?"
"Hell yeah it does, Fang! You know that! I'm trying to help you here and you aren't letting me through worth a shit! It hurts! It hurts to see you distressed! Hell if I know what you're stressing about, that's why I'd like to know what's going on! IS THAT SO FUCKING WRONG? SORRY FOR CARING!"
I got up and put on my shoes carrying my keys. "Max, wait a second, don't just walk out in the middle of the fucking argument!"
"Don't tell me what to do!" I slammed the door, and walked down the stairs hearing heavy footsteps coming after me. Missing the last step, I tipped over a second, then two arms wrapped around me pulling me down on the steps. I felt Fang's hair as he put his head on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I'll tell you so just please...stay with me okay? Don't just walk off like that." He whispered into my ear. He pulled me close to his heart, then I immediately felt terrible...I shouldn't have pushed so hard...
I sighed and leaned back on him. "No, it's fine. I guess I pushed a bit too far...It's just I want you to tell me so I can protect you, Fang."
He chuckled, "That doesn't make me feel very manly."
I nudged him with my elbow, "Get over it. I just want to mean something to you..."
Fang hugged me tightly, "You mean everything to me. I just..."
Fang's POV
I don't want to let Max go. I don't want to be left alone like before and I know I eventually have to go back. Feelings like taking her with me for support cross my mind, but I can't risk her life like that. I suppose I don't have that long before he comes around anyway, he really doesn't get the idea of keeping a great distance. Then again...
I have to tell her while things are still okay, while we can be together...during this time I know I'm definitely alive to have this chance to talk to her. Like people say...You can't predict the future...
All the jokes and laughs stopped there...
"...I'll tell you who I was talking to..."
AUTHOR'S NOTE
YO YO YO YO YO
GUESS WHO'S BACK
HEY dont get so pissed, i know its been a longggg time, but looky here:
I came back this time.
I was just going through a bit of a rough patch so to say... I didnt want to write about romance when my own potential romance life was being you know, crushed into pieces at the time. you know the usual stuff
well, it's been awhile and it's nice to be back, I actually stayed up allllll night working on this you know, so far about 6 hours to actually remind myself what i was supposed to write cause damn its been so long...i actually didnt remember much about the direction this story is supposed to go so it's probs going to take a bit of a different turn now, sorry.
My 16th birthday is next week on monday brooooo omfg
I'm now a sophmore, where the hell has the time gone...
i feel rushed QnQ
Anyway tell me how you guys like this chapter and if anything seems a bit off (but please remember, I've been away so long that i forgot how this story is supposed to go w)
See you
~Kyra