You're An Angel [Destiel Fanfiction]

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:
I am Dean Winchester. And I am afraid.

Dean's P.O.V
There's my baby. My beautiful, perfect baby. Yeah, no, it's a car not a legit baby. My dad bought that car before I was even born, and then gave it to me. I've built her back, repainted it, changed engines.. You name it. She was the most important object in the world. My '67 four-door Chevy Impala. She was a beauty. Sammy never gets to drive, much less breathe on her. I'd kick his ass if he touched baby.
I picked up Cas around 6. He looked like a creeper, on account of the shady trench coat. We drove around a while, and got burgers and pie. Turns out, Cas is crazy for burgers. And he eats so slowly for an 18 year old. I mean, I inhale the friggin' thing. The whole time, he was all fidgety and didn't talk much. When he did talk it was something about Star Trek, and when I talked it was about football. So, yeah, as you can tell we have soooo much in common.
After I had dropped him off, he got out of the car and walked a little ways before turning back towards me. "Would you like to come in? No one is home; my sister Anna is out of town, and wont be back until Sunday. And plus.. It's kinda boring." I doubt Sam would mind if I was gone for a while. He never cared where I went, just as long as I came home. "Yeah, I guess,"
"I have movies we can watch.." he said.
"You have any scary movies?" He froze, "you a wuss about them Cas?" I smirked.
"No!" he protested.
"Let's go with a scary one! It'll be fun!"

Castiel's P.O.V
He was grinning from ear to ear while I put the movie in. I admit, I am a bit squeamish when it comes to scary movies. Dean wasn't scared though. He's never scared.
He was sitting on the brown sofa that mother bought me before she died. I sat next to him. I had straightened myself up while Dean slouched over.
"You scared Cas?" He mocked.
"No. It.. It's just cold."
"Well.. Maybe this will warm you up," he put one arm around me and scooted me closer. I tensed up. So many questions ran through my mind. Why was he doing this? Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Damn, why is he so warm?! I looked over at him, and his smile grew wider. His eyes sparkled a pine green. And I knew that I didn't just have a school girl crush on him. I love him.

Dean's P.O.V
I had put my arm around Cas. I don't know why, it just seemed like the thing to do. Then I got this weird feeling in my stomach, like.. I actually felt something for Castiel. I couldn't quit looking into his soft blue eyes. Something was pulling me toward him. I opened my mouth to speak, but was broken off by a girl screaming. Castiel jumped and squealed. I tried not to laugh, I really did...
He looked content with the movie at first, but when the gore and slashing began, he didn't seem as thrilled as me.
"Dean, I really don't enjoy this. At all," Castiel remarked.
"It's fine Cas! It's a great movie,"
"It scares me. I hate scary movies,"
"Are you gonna be okay Cas?" He nodded, but was still trembling.
The movie neared the end, and Castiel was rocking back and forth on the couch, hugging his knees. "Uh... You okay Cas? You don't look so well," I stammered. It was true. He was pale. He looked like a ball of snow with hair. I kinda felt sorry for the kid. "I don't like this Dean," he stuttered.
I pulled him closer to me. At first, it was only to comfort him, and then I felt like it was just me and him. I was slow and steady, and he stopped shaking, and loosened up some. He looked deep into my eyes. Our gaze was locked, and it was silent. All I could see was his soft blue eyes, and his lush pink lips. His nose was so cute and little. I leaned in, and so did he. Our noses were touching. Is this what love really feels like?

Castiel's P.O.V
Dean was so close to my face. I felt his hot breath, and the tip of his nose brush against mine. We just stared into each others eyes. His hand was
against my cheek, and mine was on the back of his head.
He picked me up on his lap and I wrapped my legs around his warm body. "Castiel... Fuck, you're amazing Cas, really," he whispered sensually in my ear. All I wanted was for him to hold me, to love me, to feel me. "Have you ever been kissed Cas?" he asked.
"N-no..." He smiled, our lips moving closer.
Our lips had brushed only a little when his phone started buzzing. He cursed under his breath, and opened the text. I quickly scattered off of him, blushing, and continued with the movie. It was only the credits, but I had to be kept distracted. I was shaking, trying to figure out if that really happened, or if I had been daydreaming. "Damnit, Cas, I have to go. Business with someone. I'll be back in an hour. I swear," he kissed my cheek and left. I didn't ask any questions; I would seem too clingy. I was a bit shocked with his action but smiled to myself a little and kinda caressed my cheek. He grabbed his leather jacket and stomped out the door. I peered out the window, and watched him pull out of my driveway. He'll come back I thought I'm sure of it. I smiled to myself, and walked away from the window.
Two hours had passed when I looked back at my phone. "Damnit, where is he?" I asked the aloud. It was 1:30 a.m. and still no sign of Dean. I cannot be clingy. I was itching to text him although, I knew I couldn't. He wasn't going to show. I was so stupid to believe I might actually have a chance with him.
I started pulling on my hair and cursed myself. My heart started pounding, my head felt like it was going to burst. I began to feel dizzy. My hands started shaking; I was scratching at my wrists furiously. I was at my breaking point. It was a stupid reason, but I couldn't take this hurt. I ran to my room, and locked the door.

Dean's P.O.V
"What do you need Crowley? It's 3 in the freakin' morning, and I was kinda in the middle of something!" I slammed my car door shut. It's been over 2 hours now, because Crowley likes to take his sweet time getting where he needs to be. I was about ready to push his head in the dirt. "Well, Dean. Aren't you just a ray of sunshine?"
"Like a rainbow, Crowley!"
"Well, the dare is off Dean. I think you've suffered enough gay shit tonight." He grinned. I wanted to punch the crap out of Crowley. I mean, Cas is considered my friend.
So, I did what I do best. I stuck up for the little guy. "Listen to me, you primitive ass hole. I don't know what your deal is, but I actually like hanging out with Cas. You can go tell everyone that. I don't care. But, Cas is my friend now. And I love-"
"So, the great Dean admits it. You are gay! Wonderful," Crowley looked me deep into the eyes an laughed.
"Shut up Crowley. It's none of your business who I love. Besides, you just jumped to a conclusion," I muttered.
"Oh, but it is. You'll be ruined. The "Football Star". The "Sex God". No one will want to be laid with your faggot ass. Think of all those women you'll be disappointing. So quit showing off for Cas."
"I'm not showing off for anyone, Crowley. God, you never listen to anyone do you?!"
The arrogant ass just stared at me and kept talking, "here's the deal, I'll give you two days to tie little Cassie up in a bow, and be on your merry way," he started, "or.. You can continue hanging out with Cas, and ruin everything your father wanted you to be."
"Shove it Crowley, I don't have time for this," I hopped back in my car and left him in the dark.