Misfit Angels

14

Do not judge me for the One Direction part. I remember when I brought Harry and Louis In my other story, people started getting mad lol, get over it. It's not like this is a 1d fanfiction, but in Carlisle, they do exist and they are mentioned... but just their music.GET OVER IT. okay bye.

What's the weirdest part of having a soulmate? It's just that you have a soulmate. It's such a hard concept to wrap your head around. Somehow, Vic and I were specifically made for each other. And even though when Vic and I first met, I thought he was trying to drug me-maybe kill me, but who knew that he would actually be the other keeper of my birthmark.

Right now Vic and I were in my room, laying down and listening to music. Very romantic. We finally got Josh to leave us alone, because he kept following us around and secretly telling me that he wanted to keep an eye on Vic, Which I completely understand. He is my older brother and it's kind of his job to take care of me and check up on who I'm dating, even if I am a guy...and so is Vic.

I also had to get rid of Amy because she just wanted to hold Vic's hand and take him to her room to play with her dolls or whatever, which I will admit was pretty cute to see her all over Vic with as much adoration a six year-old can muster, but it was also annoying because Vic was mine and I wasn't willing to share him. So once we finished the nice tea that Mom made for us and everyone drifted to the living room to watch a movie, I snuck Vic away and brought him to my bedroom.

And so here we were, with music playing and my lame Christmas lights illuminating my small room-much smaller than Vic's room is, but I'm sure he doesn't mind. We weren't talking, we just laid there as the music played. And I was very content with the simplicity of his presence.

Suddenly, the song changed and on started some piano playing and I knew what song had began. Vic and I had been listening to music like Muse and Radiohead, but this song was now playing and I didn't want Vic to judge me even though I was totally in love with this music.

"Oh." I murmured, trying to grab my phone before the voice could play though my speaker that laid on the other side of my room. But I was too late.

"If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you."

I sat up but before I could change the damn song, Vic snatched the phone from my hand, holding it out where I couldn't reach. He read what the song was before shooting me a mocking smile.

"Really?"

"Stop!" I whined, not that I really cared what Vic said, but I wanted him to feel bad if he's about to make fun of me.

"You like One Direction?'' He asked, trying to hold back a small laugh, I could tell.

I only shrugged, and looked away from him somewhat bashful. If it was anybody else asking, I would have confidently told them yes, but this was Vic and I didn't want to hold myself against him. I wanted him to flirt with me and pamper me in pointless kisses- which was weird because I had never known what that desire felt like until Vic came around.

He then got serious and quiet. I looked back at Vic who was now looking at me ever so intently, and it reminded me of when we were in the car that one time, and I started to freak out because I was bleeding. He had laughed at me at first, but when he saw that I was actually on the verge of tears because holy fuck, blood is scary- he stopped and took it completely serious.

So now as we sit here, and One Direction plays in my tiny, dirty room,-because I'm too lazy to clean it, And I watch Vic because I'm so in love and he's so beautiful, And even though we aren't fourteen year olds, and this music exactly supposed to be for us at our age, I love it and he doesn't care.