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Lycian yells dramatically, pointing towards the school, "Fucking, finally, leaving this hell hole."

His comment made me laugh and I nodded my head in agreement.

"There's a party on tonight to celebrate, you guys coming?" Lycian asks Miya and me.

"Yeah, sure." I smile.

Miya shrugs and slips her arm through my arm, "If she's going, I'm going."

"Where's lover boy?" Lycian asks as he and Ian stroll alongside me.

"He'll be here soon," I tell him, "he had to take care of some last-minute business."

Lycian nods and continues talking to Ian.

Miya, Ian, Lycian, and Elio were all with us as we walked towards the main doors.

We walked in, chatting amongst ourselves as we made our way over to the field where we would be awarded our certificates.

My gaze swept the field; chairs were neatly piled along the grass, and a large platform was in front of us.

Teens sprawled about in robes, conversing amongst themselves, with family and friends smiling and happy in the distance.

Miya pulled my hand and motioned me to follow her. Lycian, Elio and Ian followed me as I walked behind her.

We all sat down and started talking about random things, and while I keep gazing at the clock, my mind goes to Angel.

It was currently 11:45 a.m, and the ceremony started at 12.

We continued to converse until our principal entered and began the ceremony.

Angel and Drake made their way over to us from the crowd.

As Angel sat down next to me, I smiled up at him and he leant down and kissed my cheek. I blushed and laced his hand through mine as we listened for the rest of the time.

We were all graduating two long hours later, and it felt great.

I stood there watching as everyone's parents, siblings, cousins, and family crowded around, taking photos and congratulating one another, some even crying for their daughters and sons.

A small pit of sadness grew in my stomach, though I brushed it aside.

I managed to persuade Angel to take a photo with me after taking several with Ian and Miya, which made me extremely happy.

We all returned to the parking area and to our cars.

Angel and his friends drove to Angel's house, and I trailed close behind.

We arrived at the house in no time, and we all hung around and relaxed for a while until it was time to leave for the party.

I walked upstairs to our room and changed into my party clothes after Angel had gone off with Drake for a while, most likely doing mafia stuff.

After getting ready, I decided that I didn't need a purse and would simply give Angel my phone to hold.

All of the boys, including Angel and Drake, were already downstairs when I returned.

Angel pulled his gaze away from his phone and straight to me.

His eyes thoroughly scanned my body, causing me to internally shrink beneath his gaze.

I descended from the stairs and approached Angel.

I gave him a soft smile, and he returned with a small smile of his own, his dimples showing slightly.

"You look beautiful, bellissima," he says softly as I approach him.

"Thank you," I say, blushing and kissed his cheek.

He merely gave me a smirk before putting his hand on my lower back and guiding us out of the mansion.

Lycian smiles at me as he walks past us on his way to their cars.

We all get into our individual cars, except Angel and I, who get into one together and drive to the party.

The drive was quick because the party was being held at one of the rich kids' houses, which was close to Angel's home.

We stepped out of the car and began walking towards the home, with the boys close behind.

Angel's hand laced into mine as soon as we entered the home, making me wonder why, though I don't say anything.

We stroll through the groups of drunken teenagers, and he guides us to the kitchen, where a few people are mingling.

We walked up to the counter, and he started making me a drink.

I leant against the table and glanced about, the music blaring from the house walls and teens grinding on each other like leeches.

I waved at Miya, who was across the room chatting to another girl, and she waved back and smiled at me.

Angel then handed me the drink and leant on the counter next to him, his light eyes dimmed under the multiple coloured lights that filled the area as he watched me.

"Are you not drinking?" I ask as I take a sip of my own, the sweet taste tingling my taste buds.

"No," He responds plainly.

I gave a slow nod and started playing with his hand.

I noticed Drake emerge from the crowd from across the floor, he looked down at me and smiled slightly before returning his gaze to Angel.

Angel glanced at him for a moment before returning his gaze to me. He leant down to my ear, his hand trailing along my lower back.

"I'll be back," He whispers.

I kiss his cheek and hold my thumbs up, he leaned back and shook his head in amusement before he left.

I drank the remains of my drink and dashed over to the counter to grab another.

I just took the vodka bottle and poured the contents into the red cup because I had no idea what Angel had made me. I poured a little too much, but the more the merrier. I then added some soda to the mix.

My body danced to the music as I sipped my drink.

Sweat began to build on the sides of my face as a result of the heat from the bodies around me and, more importantly, the alcohol I had consumed. My body moved in time to the beat, and I smiled to myself, immersed in a high feeling.

My body began to feel weaker after a while, so I looked around the room to see whether any of my friends were around.

I noticed Ian from across the room and decided to approach him, I gulp another sip of my drink before exiting the crowd.

My body had collided with something in front of me as I made my way through the mass of teenagers towards Ian.

I gasped as I saw that the drink in my hand had been knocked and had accidentally poured into the girl in front of me, which had spilt onto her cleavage due to my short height.

"Oh shít, I'm so sorry," I apologise as I look for a way to help her.

I stare down at my jacket and began to pull it off, "Here, you can take my jack-

"Fùcking watch where you're going," She sneered down at me, the boy she clung to beside her looked at her in shock.

As I looked up at the girl, my eyes widened at her attitude, and I scoffed.

"I apologised, you don't have to be a bítch,"

"Bítch? Are you trying to start something, clumsy slùt" She says taking a step towards me.

I narrowed my eyes at her and took a step closer, ignoring the fact that my head was spinning.

"What did you call me?" I ask, my tone harsh.

"I called you a clumsy sl-

My hand reached for her cheek before she could continue.

The entire house, including the music, appeared to go silent, and all eyes were on us.

When did the music stop?

The girl raised her gaze to me, a look of rage in her eyes.

"You're going to regret that," she says, and then she yanks my head forward with her fingers in my hair.

Because of my quick reflexes, I kicked her in the stomach with my foot, knocking her to the ground. I swiftly jumped on top of her and began punching the living daylights out of her.

Her hands reached for my hair, gripping it tightly and yanking the strands.

"Get off me!" She shrieked.

My fists kept slamming against her jaw, a peculiar rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.

"Oh, shít, Angel!" A deep voice said from behind me, but I ignored it.

As I continued to beat her, her grip loosened, and before I could finish her off, I was yanked off the ground and into the air.

"Put me down!" I scream, wriggling free from their grip.

The person walked straight past the crowd and out the door, and the music began to blast again, as everything went back to normal.

We made it outside, and my struggles came to a halt since my body was too exhausted to continue going.

I was placed on the ground with hands around my waist, attempting to maintain my balance.

I whirled around, ready to curse at whoever had just stopped me, though my eyes met Angel's.

As I glance up at him, I huff and cross my arms.

"What happened, baby?" He asks, his arms embracing me.

I look up at him and sigh as I begin my rambling.

"She called me a slùt because I accidentally poured my drink on her, which makes no sense if you think about it," I say out of breath. "And then I attempted to offer her my jacket so she could cover it up, but then she started the whole 'you slùt' thing."

"So I slapped her, and she lunged at me, and that was basically what happened," I explained.

My head began to spin as my body went limp, so I leant on his chest, my body aching.

"I don't feel good," I slurred.

"Hold me, please?" I asked, extending my arms and looking up at him.

Even though his eyes were cold and dark, that,

he seemed angry, he picked me up.

I snuggled into his neck with my arms wrapped around it.

As he took us to his car, he murmured, "Should have spilt the drink on her face."

"I should have," I muttered in his neck, giggling and nodding my head weakly.

He opened open the passenger door and pulled me inside, fastening my seatbelt and closed the door beside me.

As I watched Angel get in and start the car, I sighed and leant against the window.

I glanced at him as he drove down the street, a lazy smile on my lips.

"You're pretty," I blurt out.

His lips twitch, and he bites his bottom lip to keep a smile from appearing.

"Mhm," He hums, his gaze shifting on the road.

"Yup," I mumbled as I gazed out the window.

"You know what I want right now..." I say, a tiny grin on my lips.

He hums and motions for me to keep going.

"Gummy bears," I murmur as I turn to face him.

His full lips let out a breathy laugh, and he shakes his head.

"Okay, we'll get you some." He says making a turn.

As I gaze out the window, I clap my hands excitedly and grin widely.

We quickly arrived at a small grocery store around the block from his home.

He drove into the parking lot and put his car on the spot.

"Stay here." He looks over at me.

I smile and nod as he exits and closes his door. I hear the door lock as he walks away.

Not long after I heard his door open and I snapped my head up.

A white plastic bag is placed in his hands and passed to me; I peeked inside and noticed two packets of gummy bears, one sour and the other sweet.

"Didn't know which one you wanted." He mumbled switching the car on.

"Thank you, Angel," I said as I leant over and kissed his cheek.

I took the sweet packet first and opened it, stuffing gummy bears into my mouth.

Angel resumed driving, so I grabbed a handful of gummy bears and extended my hand to him.

He gladly accepted them and threw into his mouth.

I proceeded to eat with a happy smile on my face.

We arrived at his mansion and he parked at the front.

He left the car and walked up to my side, opening the door.

His delicious scent entered my nostrils, making me internally sigh as he leant down and unbuckled my seat belt.

He effortlessly hoisted me out of the car, my legs wrapped around him and my arms clinging to his neck.

He locked the car and began heading up to his front doors, I leant my head on his shoulder as I watched the room around us spin.

I giggled to myself, the alcohol had taken over my body completely.

He sat me down on the bed once we got into his room. As I watched him walk to his closet and take some clothing out, I cocked my head to the side.

He returned with a nonchalant expression on his face as he stood me up and placed his hands on the ends of my top.

His eyes came up to mine, silently asking for permission, I smiled and held my thumbs up and he pulled the top over my head.

He slid his shirt over my head and then dragged down my skirt, his eyes never lingering anywhere.

I sat on the bed while he kneeled and removed my shoes, then I slopped down on the bed while he did so.

A wave of exhaustion washed over me as a result of the long day and the liquor.

Angel lifted my body and pulled me under the blankets before he went back into his closet.

I tiredly stared out at the large balcony that had a great view of the sky, mindlessly staring at it as I wait for Angel to come back.

Angel reappeared shortly after, shirtless and wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his torso.

As I gazed up at him, I bit my lower lip while his eyes were fixed on something on his phone, allowing me to stare at him like a creepy bítch.

I looked up from his sculpted abs to see him get into the bed with me.

He had a slight smirk on his face as he stared at me, and I had realised that he had caught me, I blushed and averted my gaze.

My body was pulled to his, a long muscular arm around my waist, while my head was on his shoulder, and I placed my own arm over his chest.

As he switched out his light beside him, I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Night, Angel." I mumble against his chest.

He chuckles and presses a kiss on my head.

"Night, moonlight."

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A/N

I ate a whole packet of gummy bears writing this...