Undying Love

Angel among them

Felix wasn't the only 1 making a name for himself. Back in Florida Taylor was having a hard time with losing her best friend. She put on a smile and played with other kids, but it wasn't the same.
As high school started she was quiet and often solo. Her old friends even soon drifted away. They were all starting to date and mostly consumed with boys. She was more mature and not easily impressed.
Boys often approached her. Her unattainable status left many wanting to be the 1 that got in. She ignored the boys knowing their intentions.
The chorus returned from a losing a singing contest. The lead singer Roland, aka midnight, took it hard. He went in the boys rest room and cried. Then he heard the voice of an Angel singing.

🎶 I never knew such a day could come, And I never knew such a love
Could be inside of one🎶

Midnight wiped his tears and ran to the girls rest room next door;

🎵And I never knew what my life was for, But now that you're here I know for sure🎵

There stood Taylor washing her hands. She screamed and thru paper towels at him. He left out begging her to join the chorus. She just walked away. He pursued her singing begging;

🎵 chorus needs you, and I need you to. Come and join me. Let's go make history. You're angelic from every angle. Your name must be Angel🎵

Taylor stopped and blushed; no. Stop singing. My name Taylor. Why you pestering me?
Roland; I'm sorry. I heard you from the men's room.
Taylor; boys room.
Roland; what?
Taylor; ain't never seen no men go in there. It's the boys room.
Roland; girl whatever. Smart ass mouth. Any way I heard you. You sang like am Angel. Join the chorus! Please! We need you. Don't make me get on my knees.
Taylor thought he was bluffing. No one would do that for her. A crowd began to gather at the spectacle. Roland dropped to his knees begging her to join.

Taylor blushing hard; omg! Stop. Please!
Roland; not until you agree to join.
Taylor didn't know what to do. She sang in choir as a child but not in years. Then she remembered Felix telling her before she sings like an Angel.
Taylor murmured; I'll join.
Roland jumped to his feet; I'm sorry you said what now?
Taylor; I'll join chorus.
Roland; I can't hear you.
Taylor shouted; I said I'll join the dang chorus. Can you hear me now? Good!
Roland shouted yes!

Sophomore year Taylor had joined the chorus. Roland had become her new best friend. It wasn't like with Felix though. Felix would always make time for her. Roland was always getting pulled away by other girls which was starting to make Taylor jealous.

They won 3rd place in the Sophomore chorus competition. Roland asked Taylor out to celebrate. She agreed believing others would be there.

They met at a local malt shop. It was a mom and pop diner with malt milk shakes. She was surprised they were alone.

Taylor; where all your lil groupies?
Roland; this is just for you. We never even came this close before you joined Angel.
Taylor smiling; whatever. Y'all did good without me.
Roland; yeah but we did phenomenal with you. Keep going like this and we can bring home the gold next year.
Taylor; whatever and stop calling me Angel. People gone think we together and that's some kinda pet name for me.
Roland; I don't give a fuck what people think. We can make this official whenever you ready Angel.

Taylor smiled and leaned her head down. She was happy and embarrassed at the same time. They finished there meal and left.

Junior year the 2 got closer. They had been hanging out even outside of practice. The singing competition was coming up soon and they had to concentrate on singing.

They came in 2nd. Roland asked Taylor out again. Taylor wasn't feeling good and declined. He ask her too the junior prom. All she could do was shrug her shoulders.

Taylor fell ill with the strep throat. With junior prom coming Roland was wishing for her to recover fast. She was still sick when prom came.

Roland stopped by and brought her some flowers. She smiled and put them in a vase. Then she tried asking who he was going with, but her voice hadn't fully recovered. He knew what she was trying to say.

Roland; my date right here. I'm just going there cause my parents done rented this suit and expect pictures. Gone suck to see me all alone.

Taylor was smiling so hard. She leapt over and hug him. He kissed her on the forehead.

Roland; I can come back by afterwards if you want.
Taylor wrote on a note pad; as if. My parents not going for that but thank you and have fun for me.
Roland; won't be no fun without you.

Taylor blushing now pushed him out the door. She stared as he got in his moms car. He stared back until she was out of sight.

They had a fun summer but then it was back to school. This was their last year i.e. their last chance too bring home the first place trophy. They concentrated solely on music most the school year.

At the contest the 2 did a duet. They song "spend my life with you" being backed by the rest of the chorus. It was a close call but they won first place. Roland was so excited he kissed Taylor in front of everyone. This was applauded by the whole chorus contest audience.

On the way back Roland ask how Taylor was feeling. She was puzzled as to why. He asked her to senior prom. Taylor said yes.

The night of the prom Taylor was so nervous. She was dressed in a long white and gold sleeveless gown. Roland showed up in a black tux with a white corsage. He was so breathtaken he was stuttering.

They arrived at the prom 9pm. Before going in Roland had met with the school mascot. He told Taylor to close her eyes and turn around for a surprise. She did it and he placed something on her back like a back pack but lighter.

Roland; Now when we walk in everyone will see you as I do.

The 2 stepped in and all eyes were drew top them. Roland had added the Angel wings from their mascots. Taylor felt so out of place. She was not used to this much attention.
After the attention died down, she removed the wings. She did not dance to much but Roland did get a few slow dances in with her. They weren't crowned king and queen much to Roland dismay.

After prom Roland was taking Taylor to a surprise location her. She figured it would be a dinner date. To her surprise, it was a motel.
They went in and Roland turned her towards him and started making out with her. This was nice at first. Then she noticed they were growing ever closer to the bed. Next his hands roamed her body. Taylor stopped things when he began unzipping her dress.

Taylor; what are you doing?
Roland; come on Angel. We been going out practically 3 years but I know we had to focus on music. We won now. I think we earned it.
Taylor sat down quietly with her head down; I know it's been a while and you been very patient but, years ago I think I made a mistake. I gave my special gift to a guy I may never see again. After that I vowed that I wouldn't do it again until marriage. We can go if you want.
Roland stood quiet for a while; naw we can stay. You take the bed.

She lied in the bed thinking. Roland laid on a sofa and went to sleep. Taylor couldn't sleep. She was lying there staring questioning her decision.

The next morning Roland was gone when she got up. Taylor jumped up and searched the room. He wasn't there. She rushed out and he was at the car. She got in and he drove her home with barely a word.

Weeks passed and it was graduation day. Roland still hadn't spoke much to Taylor. She felt bad but kept a smile on thru the ceremony.
Afterwards everyone went outside and discussed what they were going to do next. Just as Taylor's family found her, Roland and his family walked up. She tried to ignore him but he lightly grabbed her hand. Suddenly it grew quiet and all eyes were on them.

Taylor; what's going? You been ignoring me so what you want?

Roland; I didn't think I could keep it from you.
Roland drops to his knee; I told you day 1 you was my Angel. You opened my eyes to whole new worlds. Then you became my world. Everything I do is now just to please you. My Angel. Taylor. Will you marry me?

Taylor was already so emotional she teared up; yes. Of course I will. Yes!

They hugged, kissed and went out to celebrate.