Angel and a devil

The morning after

"Wake up." a small voice said to me. I began to sigh, "Leave me alone." My eyes flash open, who the hell is in my house! I rise in bed trying not to make any loud noises. I look over and it's Tate. He looks up and he flashes me a smile. "Holy shit! You scared me. Why are you here?" I say. He looks at me and says "Good Morning beautiful." I give him a stern look. "Oh!," He says "You want me to answer your question. Well after the party I began to worry about you, so I figured out your apartment number and came over to check if your okay. You actually let me in." He said, then he flashed me a smirk. After that, we sat in silence as I was trying to recall what happened last night. Did I really let him in? Did we do anything? So many questions came to mind. Then, Tate had broke the silence. " I am going to go cook us some breakfast, I'm pretty hungry." He gives me a kiss on the forehead and he got up and headed towards the kitchen. A warm feeling went through my body, like all my broken pieces were fixed. I finally decided to get dressed, I put on a floral shirt and white shorts. I took a final look in the mirror, I was satisfied. "I'm coming!" I yell. No response from Tate. I walk into the kitchen and no one was in there. I start walking to the fridge and to arms wrapped around my waste. I jumped in my skin, "you scared me!" I yelled. Tate gives me kisses on my neck, and I melt in his hands. "Sorry to scare you." he gave me a smile. I turned to him with his arms still wrapped around me, and I leaned in for a kiss. As soon as our lips touched, sparks flied. Then a knock at the door disturbed us. "hold up." I looked up at him. Tate when and took a seat in the living room, as I walked to open the door. I opened it and my mouth dropped. I gasped,"What are you doing here?"