Hey Angel (c.w.)

Nine.

"Can't get out of my head, and I need you to save me

If I am delusional then maybe I'm crazy in love with you"

[a/n: I felt like that lyric fit the story "a" because Cole can't get Luna out of his head, and "b" Luna needs Cole to save her]

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{Luna}

The sound of crickets chirping is the only thing I hear from the pool.

It's annoying yet peaceful at the same time.

"You actually came" I hear Cole say in slight disbelief as he tries to shut the gate as quietly as he can after he walks in the gates pool area.

"Yeah...and I brought my own towel this time" I say trying to lighten the mood. Cole and I never really end a day on happy terms, and to be honest I'd rather hear the crickets chirp for the rest of the night than talk about what happened last night.

Cole takes of his shirt and puts his tee shirt—that's not very visible to me right now since it's dark— on what I'm guessing is his towel. He apparently already has his swimming shorts(trunks) on.

"I can't stop think about you" he says immediately after he gets into the pool

"You shouldn't be thinking of me" I whisper to him. I feel the need to whisper since it's almost midnight.

"I can't help it..." he says and then there is a comforting silence.

I go underwater to get my dry hair wet, and when I come back up Cole is still standing in front of me looking down at me.

"You're hiding your sadness" he states "I know it"

"I don't want to talk about it Cole...please"

He just silently nods.

I go back underwater and I swim to the opposite side of where Cole and I were just at, leaving him alone in the shallow end.

I was planning on crying my eyes out over the death of my mom for the whole day, alone in my room, but for some reason Cole persuaded me (with out even trying may I add) to meet him here.

"Come over here Cole" I tell him softly

He swim/walks in the pool over to me and then stops in front of me.

"How was today?" I ask him, still whispering.

"It was good. We took team pictures, half of the players took individual pictures while the players were recorded for our baseball factory videos" he says now looking down at the water and drawing circles in the water with his pointer finger.

I keep starting at his face until his eyes catch mine, and then I turn my eyes away.

"I don't mind you staring at me" he says as a small smile creeps onto his face

"I-I don't know what you are talking about" I stutter

Then he moves his face so that it's right in front of me at my eye level.

"Now I'm starting at you" he says dangerously close to me

"Y-you have an eyelash on your cheek..." I whisper and turn my head a little bit away from his face

"Can you get it off for me?" He asks and when I turn my head to face him again he still has a small smile on his face.

I nod my head and slowly reach my hand up, and then I use my thumb to gently brush it off.

I then quickly bring my hand down, but we don't stop staring at each other. It's like we are in a staring contest.

My slight smile turns into a straight line when I see him move closer toward me...or did I move closer to him?

He face turns serious and then he blinks a few times.

Staring contest over I guess.

Has his eyes always been this...captivating?

He leans in slowly, but I beat him to what he was about to do.

I put my same hand that I used to wipe his eyelash, back on his face and I pull him toward me.

He is taken a little by surprise I guess, because he steps back a few times and he holds on to my waist to keep me from being separated from him.

I don't know why I kissed him. It was like I was in a trance. I couldn't help myself.

It was a brief kiss, but that didn't stop the swarm of butterflies to be released in my stomach.

"I'm sorry...I-I don't know why I did that" I say completely embarrassed

"it will be our secret" he says with a cute, boyish smirk on his face

"Okay" I say still not believing if I just kissed Cole.

"You're not a bad kisser–I mean you are a good kisser–I mean–"

I cut him off before he can say anything else to make this even more awkward "thanks"

"I'm sorry I can't find the right words to say" he apologizes for his awkwardness

"It's fine I shouldn't have kissed you" I say

"I shouldn't have leaned in"

"I shouldn't have looked so deep into your eyes"

"I shouldn't have stared at you so long" he tells me trying to see if I can beat him at this 'game'

"I shouldn't have wiped your eyelash off"

"I shouldn't have asked you too" he wins.

I swim a little bit away from him, closer to the shallow end.

"Luna please don't do this again" he says to me

"Do what?"

"Stop shutting me out Luna okay? I'm here for you" he tells me. He looks a little frustrated with me. Once again. "I know you aren't completely comfortable with me right now—and I get that—but you need someone to be your friend because...do you really want to be alone?"

I think about the for a few seconds? Do I really want to be alone? Of course I don't, I never did even though it may have seemed like it.

"I don't..." I tell him quietly

He has a small accomplished smile on his face "can we be friends then?"

"Yes, but I don't want you to treat me any different from your friends okay? I don't want you to be overprotective"

"Explain 'overprotective' "

"Like don't call me every free time you have to check up on me okay? Please don't worry about me so much"

"Alright" he starts to say "but promise me one thing"

"It depends on what it is"

"Never hurt yourself again" he says seriously

"Cole...it's not that easy to just quit" I tell him

"Then throw away the blades or anything you use to hurt your beautiful-self because you don't deserve to be hurt even more"

I feel so overwhelmed with happiness because no one—except my dad—has made that much of an effort to help me. Let me remind you that I met this kid four days ago well, five days now, it's past midnight.

I swim back to him and hug him. I hug him tight and I let a tear roll down my cheek

"Thank you" I whisper

"For what?" He asks wrapping his arms around me

"For not giving up on me"

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Aw I ship them so much