Disclaimer: yada yada yada...okay to the story now!!

(a/n) I own Cameron in this chappie, and also the plot so NO STEALING OR I SHALL SICK MY WEINER DOG ON YOU!! (jk, don't have a dog :P)

Chapter 3

The week following the shopping trip was uneventful. We visited my mother's house on Wednesday, resulting in us nearly exploding because of how many chocolate chip cookies we ate. That same day, my mom made the HUGE mistake of putting beans in her casserole. I don't think I need to get any more detailed, but let's just say our noses will be free of hair for about a month, and my mother's house now need to be fumigated. Ella, of course, was ecstatic to see us.

"Oh my gosh, it's been forever!" she squealed as she hugged me.

"It's been three days, Ella," I informed her.

"Yeah, but it feels like forever!" she replied, letting me go. She then proceeded to give everyone in the Flock a hug, even Total. That girl must have something wrong with her brain which makes her want to hug someone every time she sees them.

I yawned.

"You tired?" my mom asked coming up behind me.

"A little," I said. "But give me some cookies, and I'll be good to go for the rest of the night." I smiled at her, and she smiled in that warm, motherly way that makes you want to hug her.

The next day, Iggy and Gazzy got into a fight about what they should name their latest explosive invention. Pretty stupid thing to get into a fight over in my opinion, but they're boys, so you can't help it. Nudge and Angel spent Thursday and Friday picking out what they wanted to take to the sleepover at Nudge's friend Cameron's house. On Friday, Iggy and Gazzy informed me they were attending an all-day and all-night movie special at the movie theatre the next day. Something with zombies and blood and guts, I don't know. But I told them that if they wet their beds the next night from nightmares, I wasn't gonna clean it up. I realized a little while later that it would just be me and Fang, alone in the house. I blushed fiercly when I realized this, and unfortunately it was in the middle of dinner, and the whole Flock looked at me curiously.

"It's nothing," I told them quickly. "It's just a little hot in here," I said, pulling on my shirt collar for added effect. They went back to eating, except Angel and, of course, Fang. Angel looked at me and giggled, but then went back to eating. Fang expression on his face showed me he knew I was lying. I stuck my tongue out at him.

On Saturday, I dropped off Nudge and Angel at the Cameron's house, then Iggy and Gazzy at the movie theatre. I was surprised to see Ella in front of the theatre with a group of her friends. When she saw Iggy and the Gasman, she rushed over and hugged them. Yep, there is something definitely wrong with that girl.

When I got back to the house, there was a note on the fridge.

Max,

Went to the library. Be back in a couple hours.

Fang

I took the note off the fridge and threw it away. I cleaned my room, since it resembled a neglected pigsty, then, since I hadn't been sleeping well, I took a nap.

Unfortunately, I had the nightmare again as I napped, only the nightmare was different. I was standing next to a dry streambed in a small ravine, Fang standing across from me. Suddenly, there was a loud crack from above me and I looked up. The rocks above me were braking loose from the sides of the ravine and were gong to crush me. I closed my eyes. I felt something push me back and I stumbled a few feet behind where I had been standing. When I opened my eyes, I was fine and totally unscathed. I looked down. Fang was lying on the ground, unconscious, but his legs and lower back were twisted in ways they should not be twisted. One of the rocks that had broken loose above me was lying next to him. I screamed, and tears started forming in my eyes. I closed them so I wouldn't have to see Fang lying there, broken and possibly dead.

"Max? Max!" I heard his voice from far away. I opened my eyes and remembered I had fallen asleep on the couch. Fang was sitting next to me, holding my shoulders. I looked at his worried face. I started crying.

"Oh, Fang!" I exclaimed as I threw my arms around his neck.

"Max? What's wrong?" he asked, obviously still worried. His arms wrapped around me, holding me to his chest. I let my head rest on his shoulder.

"Nothing," I said, trying to regain my composure. "Just another bad dream." I sniffled.

He pulled me away from him so he could look at me. His eyes narrowed.

"Max, bad dreams are waking up and being scared the boogyman's under your bed, not screaming and crying and kicking," he said. "Now tell me, what's wrong Max?" He stared deep into my eyes, his hands on my shoulders. I bit my lip, then sighed. Fang was the only one in the Flock to whom I could openly tell my problems to. Of course, I told Angel, but that's because she can read minds. So I told him about the hospital dream, and then the new one from my nap. His eyes widened.

"Is that why you've been crying in your sleep?" he asked, his eyes still wide. I looked up at him in alarm. I hadn't told him that.

He read my expression. "Max, I can hear you crying. Supersonic hearing, remember?" he smirked.

I frowned, then sighed again.

"Yes, that's why I've been crying in my sleep," I admitted. I looked down at my hands.

He was silent for a minute. "Why?"

I bit my lip again, debating in my head. Should I tell him how I feel? But what if he doesn't feel the same way? What would I do? What if he just didn't say anything? I knew I could run away and hide 'til the rest of the Flock came home. Just jump over the couch, around the corner and out the back door...

I told myself to quit being such a baby. The great Maximum Ride doesn't run away!

His hand came under my chin and he lifted my face up to meet his gaze.

"Please?" he asked softly, his hand still cupping my chin and his eyes pleading.

I lifted my hand to his

"Fang, I-" my voice got caught in my throat. I tried again. "Fang, I don't know what I'd do without you. You've always been there for me-" I didn't mention the Ari incident "-and you're my best friend. Every time I try to imagina my life without you, I can't, 'cause it hurts too much just to try. And when you date other girls, that hurts too." I took a deep breath, taking his hand away from my chin and looking down. He was staring at me with bewildered eyes. "If you don't feel the same way, I undetst-" his hand covered my mouth. I looked up at him. He smiled the most brilliant smile, and world seemed to turn brighter.

"Oh, Max," he whispered, still smiling. He hugged mt to him again, and I rested my head on his chest this time.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting to hear you say that?" he asked. I smiled. But my heart was tight. What if he was just playing me?

"I don't know, you tell me," I muttered.

"Too long," he replied.

He pulled me away from him again, but this time he leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. I loved every millisecond of it. He pulled back and looked at in me in a way that made my bones turn to jelly.

"I love you," he whispered, and my heart seemed to inflate, fly, and melt, all at the same time. I put my hands on either side of his face, pulling it back to mine. I kissed him for a while, then pulled away and whispered, "I love you, too." He smiled even more brilliantly, then his hands grasped me face, then tangled in my hair, and he kissed me passionately. I lost all train of thought. It seemed like forever before we broke apart to breathe. His lips trailed down my neck, and I tugged at his shirt, not even realizing what my hands were doing until he pulled it of himself, his beautiful dark wings unfurling. I kissed him, my arms locked around his neck, his arms around my waist.

This kiss seemed to go on...and on...each of us losing clothing at random moments...

And me loving every minute of it.

-squee!!- XDDDD

okay, so should the next chappie still be in max POV or fang POV?

Fly free!

-C