Inseparable

Chapter 12

"How was last night?" Anna asks me as I sit next to her in the cafeteria.

"It was really great actually," I can't help the smile forming onto my face. It really was a perfect night last night and I hope there is more to come with me and Angel.

Angel and I.

"Nice. You guys didn't get laid or..." She begins to asks and I shove her arm playfully, shaking my head.

"No! God, no! Not yet, at least. I need to find the right time, I'm not ready yet." I inform to her honestly. It is true though, I never had sex before and the thought really excites me but I need to find the right time. I don't even want to have sex yet especially with Angel — not until my dad knows about us first.

"Ahh, okay. Gotcha." She brings her fork up to her mouth filled with pineapples and I take a bite from my pizza. We were already in lunch and I am surprised that this day went by so fast. I hear Anna's phone go off and she groans when she reads the message.

"Ugh, shit. I have to stop by Target to get some new clothes for my mom. Her birthday is coming up in like a week from now and I need to get something," She groans and runs her fingers through her long blonde hair.

"I can go with you?" I suggest. "If not, it's totally cool,"

"Oh, please do. I am terrible at giving gifts to people. Last year, I gave my mom an ugly sweater that says 'I heart mom'," She tells me. "It was horrible but she actually liked it and wore it twice a week." Anna laughs.

"It shouldn't be that hard to give her something. I have some ideas." I place my hand under my chin with a mischievous grin and I scan the entire lunch room.

"Do you now?" Anna arks a brow and takes a sip from her water bottle.

"Yep. Just text me and I will meet you after school." I inform and she nods. We spend the majority talking in lunch and couldn't help ourself but laugh loud in laughter, from a girl who nearly tripped over a banana. Afterwards, I excuse myself to find Angel. I haven't seen him before he walked me to Journalism like he always does, which I adore. I walked through the doors and down the hallway, searching for my boyfriend. I glanced up at a group of girls walking across the courtyard and noticed one of them giving me a dirty look and continues walking with her friends. What the hell? Did I do something wrong? I never earned looks from people, especially girls. I'm pretty sure the majority of this school probably knows that, I, Skylar Taylor, is dating, Angel Radley. One of the baddest but sexiest guys I know here in South Beach High.

Nobody was barely outside and I pull my phone out of my pocket to text him. I nearly almost screamed when I felt a large hand grip my elbow and pulling me into a janitor's closest. It took me a moment to realize who I was with until I look up to the beautiful brown eyes I have been adoring so much ever since I met him.

"Hey beautiful," He whispers, his face nearly a few inches away from mine.

"Hey," I smile and bring my hands up to his firm chest. God, I can't get enough of him. "I was trying to find you during lunch."

"I barely eat in lunch but now since you're telling me you are in there, I can make up for it and go eat with you." He brings his lips closer to mine and I try my best to not lean up and peck on them. My breath gets caught in my throat when he trails his thumb across my cheek and through my hair just behind my ear. What is this boy doing to me? I am falling for him harder than a damn rock.

"I can never get enough of you," He growls and I wound my arms around his neck firmly.

"Neither can I," I breathe as he brings his thumb to the bottom of lip, causing them to part slightly. Alright, I can't take it no more. I arch my back to him and he groans before capturing my lips with his. He licks my bottom lip and bites it with his teeth, nibbling on it. His hands trail to my hips and grips them tightly before grabbing the back of my thigh, just beneath my butt and wraps it around his waist. The only way I'm supporting myself is my right leg, where it is placed firmly on the ground. He pins me to the wall, our lips are still attached. I spoke too soon until we lost contact and he trails his lips down the line of my neck. It feels amazing.