Love Does Strange Things

Chapter 3: This has to be a dream.

ANGEL'S POV ~

I was relaxing on my bed, and watching Pewdiepie when my mom barged into my room.

"Angel. I need to talk to you." I paused the video and looked up at her.

"About?" 

"Put the phone away first." I rolled my eyes.

"Fineee."

"And don't give me attitude." I clicked my phone off and set it aside me than looked back up at her.

"Some guy from Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria just called.." My whole face lit up and I got really excited.

"Really? Who?"

"A guy named Vincent." Yes, that must be his name. "He said you forgot your goody bag and he wants you to pick it up tomorrow." My smile turned into a frown. I thought he called back because he liked me... Well now that my heart just got crushed, I wanna sleep.

"Oh, okay. Goodnight." I laid back down and pulled the covers over myself.

"Angel Faith, I am not done talking to you."

I kicked the covers off myself angrily and they landed on my floor.

"What?!"

"What did I say about the attitude? You wanna get spanked?" I looked down into my lap.

"No..." I mumbled. 

"Be ready at 11. I'm not gonna wait on you. If you're not ready by then, you're not going." 

"Okay mom."

"Goodnight."

~

I woke up the next morning at 10:34, so I hurried and got changed. I tried to look as nice as possible, even if Vince didn't like me, someone else might? I heard my mom hook the horn of the car and I ran to the car. 

"Uh, your shirt is on backwards." my mom told me. I looked down and realized she was right. I shrugged. You couldn't really tell anyways and I was too lazy to change it.

We made it to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. I hurried out of the car and walked toward the Pizzeria. My mom followed. It was a ghost town here in the morning. I looked through the window and tried opening the door. Locked.

"MOM! THE DOOR IS LOCKED!"

"WHAT?"

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VINCENT'S POV

"Vince! Your girlfriend is here!" Scott joked. I quickly ran to the door. There she was. I smiled at her politely and quickly unlocked the door, opening it for her.

"Sorry, this moron, forgot to unlock the doors." I looked over at Scott.

"Hey! I'm not a moron!" Scott pouted and I laughed quietly. 

Angel made her way inside and her mom followed. Her mom turned to me.

"So, can we get the goody bag so we can go?"

"Oh.. yeah, yeah. Angel follow me." I reached my hand out to Angel and she went to grab it, but her mom grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back.

"Uh, no, I don't think so. Why does she need to go back there?"

"Mom stop, you're hurting me." Angel complained. It was taking a lot out of me not to just stab her mom, but I knew it would upset Angel if I hurt her mom...

"Ma'am, we just wanna see how much she's grown since she was last here. We have a chart in the back for all the kids." Mike tried to help.

"So I can go back there with her, right?"

"No. The tiles in the back are worn out and can only support two people at a time."

"Oh really? This place is really unsafe for children. I could sew you for this."

"With what evidence? It's been fixed today." Mike told her.

"I don't believe you." All a sudden the door opened and there was a man standing in the door way. It was Jeremy dressed as a repair man. 

"Uh.. I'm here to-o fix the floor bo-oards in the b-ack."

Mike looked at Angel's mom with a smirk. "You gonna sew us for telling the truth?" Angel's mom looked at Mike and greet her teeth.

"Fine, hurry it up then."

Angel smiled excitedly and took my head. I lead her into the back and I took her into the kitchen.

"Uh, what are we doing in here?" Angel asked me.

"You have no idea what I went through to talk to you."

"M-me?" 

"Yes. When I saw you yesterday, my heart sang. I felt like I could fly. I knew I had to see you again. I found your number in the phone book and I called you, but your mom answered. I told her how I saw you and thought you were the most beautiful girl I've ever seen and I needed to see you again. So my buddie, Scott.. thought of the little goody bag thing." I looked down and grabbed her other hand as well, just lightly squeezing them. I looked up at her and blushed. "I know this may seem really weird considering, we don't really know each other, but you're my dream girl Angel. I will do anything to get to know more about you and spend every moment I can with you."

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ANGEL'S POV

Okay was this a dream? It has to be. There's no way this could be real. I felt the butterflies form in my stomach and my face felt hot. No, this was real. I seriously thought i would faint.

"B-bu- y-you..." Vincent placed his index finger over my lips.

"Shh, you don't have to say anything, just promise me, I'll be able to see you again." I nodded in reply.

"I promise." I whispered, and with that he leaned forward and placed a light kiss on my forehead.