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Max
My eyes slowly opened, then snapped shut at the bright light. I squinted and blinked, gradually adjusting to the light before sitting up, hissing in pain as I did.
"Max lay down!" A voice commanded and I glanced towards it to find Fang. A smile pulled at my lips at the sight of him, my dark angel. He gently pushed me back down and smiled at me.
"How long have I been out?" I asked, a bit afraid by the love in his eyes. I'd never seen him look at me like that before.
"About a week." Fang admitted, brushing some hair out of my eyes.
"What? A week?" I exclaimed, sitting up quickly only for my head to spin as pain shot through it.
"Yeah, apparently you got a concussion when you were out of my sight." Fang said, sitting down next to me and once again pushing me back on my back. "Just relax okay?" He told me, stroking my hair as I turned on my side, my back facing him.
"Fang," I yawned. "Thanks."
"You have nothing to thank me for. I love you, Max." He whispered soberly, before I drifted off once more. This time when I woke up, Ari was sitting on a chair in my room. I smiled at my big bro and he instantly hurried over to the bed to wrap me in a bear hug.
"Welcome back to the world Miss Max." He muttered jokingly. I patted his head.
"Why thank you Ari." I said just as Fang walked in. now is when I really took him in.
He had dark circles under his eyes and is hair was a mess. The way he winced slightly when he stretched his arms out told me he was sore too. "Fang, did you sleep in this hospital?" I asked as he walked over and sat in front of me with his back facing me.
"Yup. I wasn't going to leave you." He explained casually, rolling his shoulders as a gesture. I rolled my eyes and rubbed them, smirking at Fang's sigh of content.
"So, where we going now?" He asked, leaning against me slightly.
"England." I whispered in his ear, laughing at the shiver that ran down his spine.
"Speaking of which, Nudge hooked us up, and Wolf knows we're on our way." Ari added, using the code names we always used in public places. I nodded and worked on Fang's tense muscles, leaning my head against the back of his.
"So, when can I get out of here?" I asked.
"Whenever you're ready. You heal way faster than me. It's so wicked." Fang said, setting a hand on my knee. I smirked and hugged his waist before slowly getting to my feet. Ari left knowingly and Fang just sat there, looking at me in my paper dress.
"Uh... get out." I snapped.
"Uh... I've seen it all before." Fang snapped back playfully, getting to his feet and walking over to me. Kissing me lovingly and running his hands inside my dress and up and down my thighs. I smiled into the kiss and excitedly let Fang pick me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
"Jesus, you scared the hell out of me." Fang whispered into my ear before nibbling and pulling on my earlobe. A shiver ran down my spine and I hugged his neck tighter as he moved to my neck.
"Oh please." I said, breathlessly. "I don't plan on dying anytime soon." I snapped, tugging on his hair.
"Doesn't mean it won't happen." Fang shrugged, his hands violating me in ways that made me moan.
"Fang stop! Let me get dressed." I mumbled.
"I'm just gonna take'em off in the end." Fang told me casually, crashing his lips back against mine. I planted my feet back on the ground and pushed him away reluctantly.
"No you're not." I snapped, and just like that my paper dress was off. I glanced down at myself and practically screamed while Fang smirked. "You were saying? And again with such girly stuff?" Fang asked, eying my undergarments. I kicked him in the shin and shoved my jeans and tank top on quickly.
"Shut up, Blacky!" I snarled, while he rubbed his shin, murmuring cuss words under his breath.
"Damn girl, you got a good kick." He muttered.
"Yup." I said, popping the P. Fang snickered and stood up, limping over to the bed and sitting down.
"So, the doc should be in soon and then we can leave." Fang said, as I walked over to him and sat on his lap. He pulled my tank top up a bit, running his hands on the bandages that wrapped around my lower torso.
"I was so scared." He admitted. "Max, you saved me and I thought you were dead. You had lost so much blood and I couldn't bare the thought that you..." Fang's voice cracked and I pushed his chin up, making him look at me. I was shocked to see the tears in his midnight blue eyes.
"Baby, I ain't down for the count yet." I told him, giving Fang a quick kiss.
"But you were. When you were in that coma Max, your heart stopped." A single tear escaped and Fang wiped it away furiously, looking down at his shoes.
"Hey, it's okay to cry." I told him, making him look me in the eye.
"Not for me." Fang mumbled, and I hugged him tight. I guess he cared about me a lot more than I thought he did.
"I love you." I whispered into his ear, brushing his hair back with my fingers.
"God, I hope so." Fang whispered, hugging me tighter and tighter until I couldn't get any closer to him.
"Yo, let us all celebrate this sappy moment with some of my famous Strawberry banana cake." Iggy shouted, walking into the room with a cake in his hands and setting it on a side table,
Fang and I looked at each other. "Cake!" We shouted at the same time and raced over. Pushing and shoving each other to get the first slice that Iggy was cutting. He handed the plate to me, but then Fang yanked it out of my hand and then I yanked it out of his.
We went back and forth, yanking, pulling and shouting threats at each other before Iggy sighed and out of the corner of my eye I saw him cut another piece and smash it into Fang's face. I set my plate down and giggled as Fang wiped icing from his face and glared at Iggy.
I kissed Fang's cheek and smiled. "You taste delicious." I smirked.
"Hey Igs, can I put some of that down my pants?" Fang asked, still looking at me. I rolled my eyes and shoved him playfully, before kissing his cheek again and licking some of the icing off.
"Nice blend Igster. Though it needs a little bit less guy." I joked, and the next thing I know, I'm seeing cake. Fang smirked, arms crossed over his chest in satisfaction. Iggy looked scared and quickly ran out of the room, shoving Ari- who was just coming in- out. The door shut and all possible witnesses were gone.
"What's wrong with-" I pounced on Fang, tackling him to the ground. The breath was knocked out of him with a whoosh and I raised my fist to punch him. Fang watched with frightened eyes as my fist came down, only to stop right at the tip of his nose.
"Be lucky I like you and don't wanna break your pretty boy face." I said with a smile. Fang grinned lazily at me until I punched him in the gut instead. He groaned and rolled over, trapping me on the floor.
"Do I get to taste you?" He asked, sucking in air.
"Nope!" I said, grinning, then pushed him off and stood up. "You have to catch me first." I winked at Fang before taking off out of the room and down the hall, skipping the elevator and going straight to the stairs. I sped to the bottom, not hearing Fang's foot steps or even the elevator as I got to the bottom floor and ran towards the door. Then stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Fang smirking at me, his wings just being tucked in tight.
"Cheater!" I snapped, turning and taking off. Fang chased me around the lobby, giving me enough space to get through the front doors. I ran through, speeding across the parking lot while laughing.
When out of nowhere to strong arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me up off the ground. Like way off. I knew he was flying as we rose higher and higher. I screamed loudly and tried to fight Fang off. "Let me go!" I shrieked, laughing crazily.
"Okay." Fang said, and then I was free-falling. I screamed even louder, this time out of fear as I glanced around, looking for a way to cushion my fall. And then those arms were around me again, jerking me up into their embrace. I squirmed around and hugged fang's neck.
"Do I get a taste now?" He asked huskily.
"Hmmm, nope!" I said again cheerfully. And then he dropped me. Again. And I screamed. Again. Fang caught me just a few feet from the ground and I immediately shoved my tongue down his throat just to keep him from dropping me again. Yeah well, my wonderfully brilliant boyfriend decided that I was so enchanting that he stopped flapping. What an Asian face (-_-) moment.
I sighed and face palmed with one hand as the other hooked itself tighter around Fang's neck. He stumbled to catch a breeze, flapping sloppily until his feet were back on the ground. Fang tried to stay up, but ended up falling anyways.
He landed on top of me, barely stopping himself with his forearms from crushing me. I mumbled a few choice words under my breath before looking up at my perfectly coordinated (if you didn't see the sarcasm, get some glasses!) boyfriend.
"Sorry." He said meekly, before licking my neck. I gasped. That was one hundred percent unexpected. My mind was about to shut down when I realized we were in a parking lot and I shoved Fang off of me, shakily getting to my feet. Fang smirked and stood up too.
"So, wanna pay and get out of here?" He asked. I gave him an odd look as Iggy and Ari walked out of the hospital, whistling nonchalantly with their hands in their pockets.
"We don't pay, sweetheart. We run like a Mo' Fo!" I told him, rolling my eyes at my poor, mental-issued boyfriend.
"Oh." Was all said boyfriend said, and then we all began to whistle the same tune as we walked away in our wicked ninja modes. Yeah, that only worked until the officer started yelling at us in Italian.
"Iggy, translate!" I shouted as we took off.
"Freeze! Get down on your knees, hands in the air! Oh I give up! I'm calling back up!" Igs called as we all sped up and dived into his car. Iggy hit the gas and with a lurch, off we went.
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I sighed once we were on the plane, Iggy and Ari talking in a private room, and Fang stretched out on a couch, his head in my lap while I sat there, running my fingers through his silky hair. I was so zoned out of life I actually began to wonder what kind of shampoo Fang used to get his hair so soft. Unconsciously, I sniffed it, and smelt... apple?
"Fangles, your hair smells so good. What do you use?" I asked grabbing his backpack. For some reason, he seemed to pale as he tried to snatch it away from me, only for us to get into a tug-o-war match and all the contents to fly out of the pack. Money, clothes, and other trinkets fell out everywhere, along with Fang's shampoo. I took one glance at it, and burst out laughing.
I wrote this whole thing! so, what do you guys think? oh and hmmm, VR wasn't feeling so well (her throat is really sore and she's all congested which is why I wrote this while she rested) and she told me she wants to try for 155 REVIEWS before she posts the next chapter. And I know this is hard, but try to keep it relevant to the story and how great of an author VR is. She's really feeling bad, so she needs you guys to pep her up!
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