Disclaimer: I own only the plot.

Max POV

Fang had dropped me off at the clinic at eight and I was extremely tired. I hated getting up early. It was close to four which was the end of my shift. The minute hand ticked over to the four and I got up from my desk to go and clock out. After that I walked towards the door and yelled over my shoulder to my mom.

"Mom! I'm leaving! See you tonight at eight!" I called and the bell on the door rang as I exited.

I stood on the curb for about two minutes before Fang pulled up in his truck. We drove for about ten minutes and we were back at the apartment. Right after I entered I went to take a quick shower not bothering to wash my hair. It wasn't like I broke a sweat answering the phone. I changed into black skinny jeans, a black tank top, and an off the shoulder blue cut-out top. It was cut on the sides to look shredded. I pulled on my gray combat boots and grabbed my gray leather jacket. I pulled it on and quickly ran a comb through my hair. Fang had on black jeans, T-shirt, sneakers, and a leather jacket. He smiled at me when I walked out of the room.

"You look amazing," He said as he put an arm around my waist and pulled me to him. I blushed as he kissed my cheek and I gave him a smile.

"You, too," I told him. He grabbed his keys and we were out the door.

"So where are we going?" I asked Fang in the car after we were driving for a few minutes.

"Can't tell you. Surprise." He said.

"Oh, come on, I hate surprises." I whined.

"Too bad,"

I crossed my arms and sank into my seat. I got bored after a few more minutes so I decided to play a CD. There was a big binder on the floor of the car with CD's filling it. I grabbed it and flipped through the disks. I smiled when I saw the variety and pulled one out. I popped it into the disk drive and blasted the song.

"No, I don't want no scrub," TLC sang from the speakers. Fang smiled at the song choice and I sang along.

"A scrub is a person ain't get no love from me, he sits on the passenger side of his best friend's ride, tryin' to holla at me." I laughed at that and Fang gave me a glance. A smile played on his lips as I sang along.

I continued to sing to all of the songs I played until we pulled into a parking spot. I looked up through the window and saw a roller rink. I smiled at Fang and he smiled back. Fang got out of his door and ran to my side to open the door for me. We walked hand-in-hand to the door. The lady gave Fang cow eyes and me a glare when we bought our skates. I glared right back and wrapped an arm around Fang without taking my eyes off of her. We walked away and Fang chuckled before looking down at me.

"I didn't think you were so possessive, Max." He teased.

"I'm not… unless a girl thinks that she can take you from me." I said matter-of-factly.

On the skating floor Fang and I kept pace with each other. A song started to play and Fang took me by the hand. I looked at him and he smiled. I took my hand from his and went in front of him. I turned around and started to skate backwards. I danced around the rink and Fang shook his head at me.

"I put my hand up on your hip, when I dip, you dip, we dip. You put your hand up on my hip, when you dip, I dip, we dip." The song sang and I laughed at Fang. He put his hand on my hip and I swatted him away jokingly. I skated away through the crowd of people and left Fang behind. It was "over 19 night" so I didn't have to worry about skating over any little people. I looked behind me and it looked like I had lost Fang so I slowed up. Suddenly, a hand appeared on my hip and I jumped slightly, but it was enough for me to slip on the floor and land on my butt. I glared up at Fang as he laughed at me. He put out his hand and helped me to my feet. We skated to the edge of the rink and went to find a table. We sat in a booth in the corner.

"That was not funny," I informed him as he was still smirking.

"It was pretty funny." I stuck my tongue out at him in answer. "Mature,"

"We should order," I said and started to get up.

At the counter a greasy looking man stood at the register. The menu had the regular unhealthy food. Nachos, pizza, cheesy fries, etc. I walked up to the counter and told the man I was ready to order. He leered at me and I crinkled my nose slightly.

"Nachos, please, and a large coke." I ordered.

"Sure thing, sweetie." He said and grimaced.

"How's everything going, love?" Fang said and wrapped his arms around me from behind. The man glared at Fang and punched in the order.

"That'll be eight eighty six." He said in a gruff voice. I handed him the money and he went to get my food.

"Thank you," I said quietly to Fang while the man was gone. His arms were still around me from behind and he kissed the top of my head.

"No one should talk to you or look at you like that." He sounded truly repulsed.

Greasy man came back with my food and I grabbed it and scurried back to our booth with Fang close behind. It was actually really hard to scurry while wearing skates. I dug in and Fang watched, amused, from across the table.

"Want some?" I asked after I had swallowed.

"Sure," Fang grabbed a couple of my nachos as I took a long gulp of coke.

"Well, that was delicious." I said and leaned back with my hands on my stomach.

"I can tell," Fang said.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"About five thirty,"

"Okay, wanna go skating one last time before we have to leave and get ready to go to my parents' house?" He nodded and we got up. I threw my trash away and followed Fang to the rink.

"Ladies, leave your man at home. The club is full a ballers and they pockets full grown." I swung my hips to the song. They were playing a lot of R&B and I loved it. I hadn't heard these songs in forever.

"I like it when you dance." Fang said from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and Fang smiled at me. I gave him a mischievous glance. I kept swinging my hips to the beat. I then turned and bounced slightly to the beat. Fang raised an eyebrow and I just smiled at him. The chorus came on again and I continued to dance.

"Ladies, leave your man at home. The club is full a ballers and they pockets full grown. And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends. 'Cause it's eleven thirty and the club is jumpin' jumpin'." I jumped up on the word "jumpin'" and Fang's eyes widened when I didn't fall. I smirked at him and he smirked right back. The song ended and I began to skate next to Fang again.

The drive home was full of Fang and I rapping to different songs and laughing when we didn't know the words. We had just failed on Country Grammar by Nelly when we pulled into a parking space in front of our building. We scrambled to the door and ran inside. We had stayed for longer than we had planned to at the roller rink.

I changed into a simple black and white top and skirt and black flats. The top was white and it was a fitted blouse. The skirt was a basic black pencil skirt. I pulled the upper half of my hair back and pinned it. Fang stood at the doorway in black jeans with a black button up and sneakers. He made a look at me and I ignored him. After we got in the car I felt Fang's eyes on me.

"Aren't you going to start the car?" I asked without looking at him.

"Yeah, but I have to say that you look…..incredible." He said and I turned to look at him. The blush started to rise to my cheeks but I pushed it down.

"Thanks," I said and looked away. He paused for a minute and then put the key in the ignition. We started to pull out of the parking lot. It's Tricky by Run-D.M.C. played through the speakers and I nodded my head to the beat. The ride to the house was just us listening to music and bobbing our heads, with me giving directions on the way. When we pulled into the driveway we got out and walked up to the front door. I knocked and Fang took my hand. I smiled up at him and waited for my mom to answer the door.

"Max!" She said when she opened it.

A/N Yup. That's my chapter.