Inseparable

Chapter 6

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I hold my hand up and tell him to give me one minute. I need to change first because I know if I open that window, he will come at me or make me strip naked or something.

Although, the thought seems amusing.

I closed back the curtains and immediately change into my pajamas. I hear Angel groan from outside but I ignore him. Once I am fully dressed, I pulled back the curtains and unlocked the window.

"I was getting bored out there." He says when he steps into my room.

"My bad, I came back from shower," I laugh while brushing my soaked hair.

"Could've staying in that towel for a little while longer," He smirks and I feel heat rising up from my neck to my cheeks.

"You're insane." I blush and look at myself in my long length mirror.

"Is that so?" He growls, brushing my soaked hair to the left side of my shoulder. His lips makes me shiver when he moves them from my neck down to my collarbone. I can feel his smirk against my skin.

"Mhmm," I hummed, barely able to say anything. He stares into my eyes in the mirror and I can't help but tip my head back on his shoulder as he continues his tortuous pace of his lips. His hands trails down to my waist and I immediately grab his hands and turn to face around him.

"You came here to help me study, remember?" I raise my brow.

He groans yet again and I can't help the giggle that comes out of my mouth. I grab his hand in mine and take him downstairs. After half an hour of studying and helping me with a few of my homework assignments, Angel speaks up.

"Their having another party tomorrow night, I think we should go." He considers taking a sip of his soda.

"I don't know..."

"Unless you feel uncomfortable?" He furrows his brows.

"It's not that it's just, do they always throw beach parties every Friday?" I asked him.

"Yeah, they always do. I guess for fun but it was much better with all the girls--"  He cuts himself off, realizing what the hell he just said.

"Oh." I frown.

"Sky... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." He tries to explain himself but I stop him.

"You know what? This was a bad idea, I'll just finish this by myself." I wave him off and walk up from the table. "I think you should go now." I look down at my feet.

"Sky," He begins but I stop him again.

"Angel, please." I raise my hand between us and he gives in.

He walks to the front door and grabs the handle before looking back at me. "I will call you." He says and I don't say anything. I just stare at the wall with my arms crossed over my chest.

Once I hear the door close, I slump back down on the chair and rake my fingers through my hair and pull it up into a top messy bun. I rub my face with my hands and sigh in frustration. I knew exactly what he was going to say. The thought never crossed my mind these past two weeks when he slept with random girls every weekend. I was just so focused on me and him. Him and I. I got distracted in him. So lost? I still don't understand out of all people, I am his girlfriend? What if he's lying to me that I am not his first girlfriend? What if he really does't like me at all? What if this is a game? So many countless of possibilities come into my mind that will never be answered. I grab a box of tissues and blow my nose.