How I Met Angel

Ever On And On

((Made a little Bad Apple-Touhou joke there. If you get it, we can be friends....if not.......we can still be friends........like desperately.......no lie!!!))
"Wings?" I asked, flabbergasted.
"Yup! My wings." She smiled, nervously.
"And how do you...." I gulp. "...have these wings?"
"Well, you see, what had happened was....um.....I am sorta kinda an angel and I sorta kinda fell from heaven." She admitted, embarrassed.
"Oh. Okay." I say, acting like this is totally normal. But on the inside, I am going insane.
'AN ANGEL??!!?? HOLY CRAP!!! I WAS GAWKING AN ANGEL!!! DAMN!! NOW I'LL NEVER GET INTO HEAVEN!!!!!' I think, upset.
"So is that why your wounds healed?" I asked.
"Yup." She admitted.
"Can you fly?"
"...uh-huh" She hesitated.
"Okay." I stood up and carried the first aid kit into the bathroom. What??!??? I looked at myslef in the mirror and pinched my arm, making sure I wasn't dreaming. Well, it hurt like heck and I was still standing here so.....this was real. Well, okay then.
When I got back, she was sitting on the couch; with her legs crossed like a kindergartner.
She heard me and looked over. I saw a faint blush work its way into her porcelain cheeks. She had such gorgeous cheeks. Wait, did that sound weird?
"So....you think I'm a freak now right?" She asked, looking away.
I gasped and shook my head. She must have caught me staring and got the wrong idea.
"No. I dont think you're a freak." I admitted, sitting next to her yet again.
She looked at me; her eyes laced with pure shock. Obviously, she wasn't expecting me to say that.
" You dont?" She asked.
"No, I dont. Why would I think you're a freak? Not everyone is perfect." I admitted. " Your.....wings...are what make you you! I cant change that."
She smiled, looking reassured. I smiled in return, pretty sure my face was the color of a ripe Red Delicious apple.
"Well......thank you so much for all you have done........I should get out of your hair." She starts to stand up and her knees give out; almost making her fall.
I grab her waist just in time. I hold her up with ease, steadying her on her own two feet. Her skin is so soft and smooth. I catch myself stroking her waist, biting my bottom lip. When she let out a small, barely audible moan, I realized what I was doing. I stopped abruptly; like she burned me and stepped back.
She straightens her shirt and blushes harder, looking utterly embarrassed by the noise she just made.
"I'm so sorry about that. I dont know what came over me.....I just...." I ramble, trying desperately to get her to forgive me.
"Its okay. Its no big deal." She smiles, limping to the front door. When she grabs the door knob, her knees knock together again and she starts to faint.
I lean forward to catch her but I remember what happened the last time, so I grabbed under her arms this time to avoid anymore discomfort on her part.
She leaned into my chest and frowned.
"You're obviously not strong enough to leave. You can sleep here tonight if you would like. You can take my bed and I can sleep in the living room on the sofa." I suggest.
"No......I can.......I-I......can" She mumbles before falling asleep in my arms. I carry her bridal-style to my bedroom; trying to make the ride as smooth as possible. I didn't want to wake her. I looked down at her soft-featured face. She looked so innocent in the midst of sleep. I loved how her mouth open slightly as she breathed in and out, how her eyes flutter slowly while she dreamt, how she snuggled into my chest as if she has gotten cold suddenly.
Wait? Why am I thinking these things? We just met! But.....I feel like I have known her forever.........this is truly the definition of deja vu. I push open my bedroom door with my back and turn around to place her on the bed. I lay her on the bed gently and place the blankets on her fragile body. I looked at her as she dozed in my bed, a strange feeling manifesting in my stomach. A feeling of want......this isnt okay. I should leave.
I stand up to leave when I feel a soft hand grab hold of my wrist. I look down and see Angelica holding on to my wrist.
"Angelica?......" I start.
"Thank you...so much....for all you've done for me.....thank you" she admitted, smiling sleepily.
"No problem. Its my pleasure." I have the urge to kiss her but I settle for a pat on her hand as she loosens her grip. I watch her lay back down as I walk out of the room, closing the door behind me. I walk into the living room and sit on the sofa, contemplating what just happened. I run my hand through my hair and lean my haed back, hoping this would slow my erratic heartbeat and cool the hot redness that took control of my cheeks.
The fact that she has this effect on me was not natural. But......I kinda liked it.
What the hell was happening to me???

*okay, so I know that was a long chaoter and I'm sorry if it was deep but yeah...thats the direction this story is going so....... I'm giving you a chance to run.......you're not gonna run......kkay, its your funeral!!*
~~PEACE.........of pie.