Angel's pov*******
My mind was still on the kiss. Samuel's lift were so incredibly soft and gentle, and I felt like it was created to kiss mine.
I don't know. I tried not to like him, but after everything that happened today, I can't say I don't.
He was smart, funny, sweet, practically anything you want in a guy once you get to know him. Wait, scratch that, once he lets you get to know him.
I just... I just wanted to forget about it. I didn't want to fall in love... Again.
Yes, again. Don't be surprised.
Angel Lucy Ilves, your one and only weirdo, the amazing Samuel Lenard's cat girl, has fallen in love before.
And let me tell you, it was horrible.
I couldn't get my mind off the guy, I saw him wherever I was, when we talked, I got this bite in my belly. Everything felt so wrong at the right time and so right at the wrong time.
He was funny, sweet, cute. Everything really... It's just... I didn't stop loving because of what I had... I stopped loving him because he broke what I had.
Siiiiiigh. I really don't want to talk about it.
"Truth or dare!!!" Richie screamed.
Nope, lady luck ain't shining her light today. I knew I was cat girl, did I have to be the black kind?
Talk about superstitions.
Everyone positioned themselves for the game. I sat in between Richie and Sam.
Richie brought out an empty bottle and spun it around.
The top pointed to me and the bottom pointed to Richie.
"Who's your crush?" I asked with a smirk. I already knew who it was.
She blushed and her eyes flickered at Sam.
"S-Sam..." She whispered inaudibly
I flashed a toothy grin "Whaaaaat? I can't hear you! Mind speaking up for us to hear?"
Richie gave me a glare and I laughed. This is fun.
"Truth or dare?" Sam asked me.
"Dare" I stated boldly.
Richie's eyes widened and she whispered something to Sam. To my surprise, Sam smiled mischievously and said "I dare you to jump in the pool with your clothes on"
I snarled. The heck?!
Why was Richie so mean? Did she want me to die
I was an excellent swimmer, but not with my heavy clothes strapping my skin.
The three of us walked out and I braced myself.
I saw Richie pull out her phone and she counted down for me.
3...
2...
It's not like I had a status to uphold anyway. What have I got to lose?
1!
"Cannon Baaaaaalllll!"
Splash!!!
I was wearing a baggy top and some jeans, so I guess I was pretty okay.
But damn! I was cold. I wasn't allowed to actually play in the water because I was easily affected by the cold, but hey! I'll tell my mom it was a dare.
Richie laughed at me and Samuel smirked.
I rolled my eyes. What I would do to slap the smile off their faces.
I tried to get back up, but slipped and fell back inside the water.
Richie burst into another uncontrollable fit of laughter and Samuel chuckled loudly.
I frowned and splashed water on them.
The idiots.
Still, I smiled. It was good to see Sam laughed so hard in the presence of other people. I knew that I was melting his heart. I really was. No... I was boiling him alive. Haha.
After finally climbing out of the pool, I felt the warm air brush my skin.
Brrrr
Not the best time.
I saw something flicker in Sam's eyes. Was that concern? Oh, sure. Dare me to dive into the deep sea of death and pretend to care about me. What a joke
"Are you done laughing? I'm heading inside before..."
Atch! Hoooooooo!
Uh-Oh...
Richie burst into another fit of laughter "Oh my Goodness, Angie! That's how you sneeze? That's disgusting!"
I rolled my eyes and dashed inside. I didn't care of people's comments... But the way Sam looked at me made me feel... Uneasy.
I looked for some new clothes–preferably a pj–and I got myself a nice warm fuzzy blanket.
I saw Richie and Sam giggling in the room and I rolled my eyes.
"Truth or dare, Sam" I asked.
Sam rested his hand on his chin in thought and then replied me "Dare"
Richie whispered something in my ear and I couldn't help but frown.
I turned to see her with a big smile on her face and my frown deepened.
What is wrong with me?
It was a simple dare.
Kiss Richie...
Why... Why didn't I want him to kiss her. I told Richie that she could have Sam all to herself. That I'd not fight for him. I didn't like him. I always rooted for her relationship with Sam. What's wrong now? I can finally support her friend as she has her first kiss with the person she loves... But... Why am I so sad?
"Angel?" Sam called me back.
"Oh, right" I blurted "I dare you to kiss Richie"
"What?" He gasped with a disgusted look on his face.
I rolled my eyes "You heard me. What's so bad in kissing my best friend?"
He looked away "Nothing. It's just... I don't..."
He looked up at Richie who was batting her lashes seductively.
He gulped then stole a quick glance at me, with disappointment.
He leaned forward and I felt my heart squeeze in pain.
What the heck is wrong with me?
I can't like him!
I won't like him!
I shouldn't like him!
Then why? Why does it hurt to see him kiss another?
He can't like me.
He can never like me.
He shouldn't like me!
He doesn't like me...
Just like... Just like...
Josh Evans...
A part of me broke when their lips finally connected and another part of me knew that it was meant to be.
But there was this tiny part told me that that was my place. I was meant to be there, moulding our lips together to define our love.
No! I will not listen to the tiny voice!
Most times in movies... More like all the time, the tiny voice is always the best voice... But not in this case! No! I'm not going to listen to it. No!
I glanced in Sam's direction when he pulled away and our eyes locked. I looked away and bit my lip.
This hurt
Richie on the other hand, was having a sugar rush. She was giggling nonstop, I felt like frying her.
I flashed her a fake smile and she smiled back even wider.
I didn't care. I am not going to care! I don't care!!
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It was really late at night, and neither of us had slept. Truth is... I was faaaaar from sleep.
I couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened.
We were watching a cartoon (I screamed until I got my way) and everyone seemed to be having a good time.
It was horror, because Richie wouldn't let me completely have my way.
I was completely terrified. Too bad I didn't have Sparky here with me. I would have gripped him till I was practically melting into him.
"Aaaaaaaah!" I screamed.
I covered my eyes with my hand and Richie snarled "Can you stop it? You're the one that wanted a cartoon!"
"I never wanted horror! You know I hate horror!" I retorted.
She just rolled her eyes "Well, Sam doesn't mind"
We turned to Sam and he just shrugged.
I pursed my lips.
Richie smiled deviously "I dare you to sit through the whole thing without screaming"
"What?!" I snapped.
"How do you expect me to sit though the whole thing without screaming?!" I pouted.
Richie shrugged "I don't know. Find a distraction maybe? Sam will make sure you don't fall asleep in case I fall asleep"
I frowned. This girl...
"Fine! Hmmph!" I snorted and turned my eyes to the screen.
Richie yawned 20 minutes later and fell asleep on her bed.
It was just me and Sam, and I was trying to hold on to every bit of sanity I had left in me.
Everything was going on just fine when there was one heck of a jump scare.
"Eeeee!" I squeaked and jumped.
Sam turned to me and held out a hand for me to hold. I couldn't even think straight. I latched myself into him like a leech to human skin.
He chuckled "You're really scared huh?"
I nodded and turned my head away from the screen, burrowing it into his shoulder.
He rubbed my back warmly and I relaxed almost instantly.
"But it's all fake" he whispered
I pouted "Not to me!"
He let out a soft laugh and I felt my cheeks flush.
I looked up at him with uneasiness and my gaze went down to his lips.
No, no, no!!
Snap out of it, Angie!
"Why.. why did you make me kiss Richie?" He asked out of the blues.
"That's what Richie wants..." I replied gruffly
I continued "Richie really likes you. You deserve a girl like her. She's smart, she's pretty, she's mature and not weird at all."
"But that's not what I want" he muttered.
"What?"
"I don't want Richie... I don't want anything to do with her... I don't care whether she's smart or pretty. You're all that. And... I like how different you are. I don't care about anyone other than you" he explained.
I blushed and stared down at the floor "You're just saying that..."
He raised my chin up with his hand and looked deep into my eyes "Why can't you see yourself the way I see you? Angel, why do you think I can't like you?"
"Well... It's.... It's about the past..."
There was silence for a moment then he spoke up "Can you tell me about it?"
I sighed and bit my lip "When I was in the 7th grade, I liked this guy... I had the biggest crush on him and did everything for him... Just to win his love... But when things couldn't get any unluckier for me... He told me that no one would ever be interested in a relationship with a freak like me... He told me that we're just better off as friends and that I should've never ruined that for us... After that... I never wanted to like guys again... I could never be good enough for them... They all deserved someone better than a weird, shallow, dumb... Stupid girl like me"
A stray tear was let down from my eyes remembering all the hateful words Josh spouted and how he humiliated me in front of his friends. Never again. I wasn't good enough for anybody, so I'd just stick with being good for myself.
Sam leaned down and placed a sweet peck on my lips, but I didn't push him away this time. I felt like... I needed it... I wanted it...
He pulled away and wiped the tears off my cheeks "You are worth more any diamond I've ever heard of, Angel. He just said that because he couldn't see your worth. Angel, you worth more than you could ever imagine. Sometimes I think, I don't deserve you. Angel, just because someone couldn't see your worth doesn't mean you have to hide yourself forever. You're beautiful, smart, kind, funny, just straight up amazing! I... I love you, Angel... I love you so much. I thought it was impossible but... I'm sure about it. I love you, Angel Lucy Ilves and if you'd just give me a chance, I promise to treasure you for the rest of my depressed life"
He said the last sentence with a smirk and I cried "Sam, you don't know what you're getting into"
He leaned closer again and whispered "I think I want to find out"
Then.... Our lips touched and it was the best kiss I'd ever experienced. I melted under his touch as he pulled me closer to him.
Our lips moulded perfectly together as though they were made for each other. My arms slid up his chest to wrap themselves around his neck while he had one hand circling my waist and another holding the back of my head to keep me in place.
I played with his hair as we kissed. It was breathtakingly perfect.
We pulled away and stared into each other's eyes. His warm brown eyes, contrast to his cold personality... Well, I guess he wasn't cold to me... And to be honest... I liked it that way.
"That was..." I whispered.
"Amazing" he finished the sentence and we smiled.
He kissed my cheek and this time, I couldn't help but blush.
I knew what I wanted. I knew what I couldn't lose. I knew what I needed
It was him
It was Samuel Lenard. My urchin boy.
The boy that loves me, cares for me, a little too much.
I would try to return it all. To love him back the same way he loves me, even more.
"I love you, Angel" he whispered in my ear.
Sam... I love you too. And I just realized.
I lied when I said I didn't care about it... I cared. I cared so much, it hurts. I hope this love doesn't kill me soon.
I looked up at him again, and kissed him.
He returned my kiss hastily and I was happy. I was really, truly happy.
"Sam... Sam... Wait. Ahn~~"
What was he trying to do? He was kissing my neck, slowly, softly and I couldn't hold back a moan this time. It was nice. The feeling was nice.
"You like it?" He asked with a husky tone that melted me like butter.
"Mm" I moaned.
"I want to mark you as mine..."
I pushed myself away "No! No, no, no! Sam... This is going too fast... I don't think..."
Sam immediately went red "Ah, I'm so sorry. I don't know what got... What got into me. I'm sorry"
I smiled. He really wanted me that bad.
I snuggled closer to him and rested my head on his chest "It's okay. Can we just... Take things slow... Really slow?"
He nodded "Of course. Anything"
Hehe. This'll be fun. I looked up and kissed his cheek and cuddled closer.
That's when I realized. The movie had ended.
Wow! Richie was right! I just needed a distraction!
"Goodnight, Sam" I whispered
"Night, Angel" he replied in a husky tone and we fell asleep.