Inseparable

Chapter 19

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Sky's POV.

"What the hell are you doing in here? How did you get in? It is almost nine in the morning!" I loudly whisper and shut the door behind me. I frantically ask him multiple questions before I even realize.

"Calm down." He chuckles. " I just wanted to stop by and see you for a few minutes. And your balcony door was opened so I was lucky." He points his thumbs towards himself when he said 'I', still smiling in amusement.

"Hmm, and you think you can just come in here and act like this was a good idea?" I ask in curiosity, arching my brow to him.

"I just wanted to see you, baby. Just calm down." He walks towards me and my feet stays firmed on my floor where I have been standing since I walked in, not even moving an inch as I watch him walk towards me. He grips my hands with his own by my sides and brings them to his lips. He kisses each of my knuckles and I can't help but suppress the butterflies in my stomach and the heat forming onto my cheeks at his sweet gesture. "Relax." He whispers.

That was all it took for me as if my breath was ripped out of my lungs. I grabbed onto both sides of his neck with my hands, my thumbs over his cheek before I bring his head down to meet mine, kissing his lips tenderly. He kisses me back and grabs my face with his hands as well. Our kiss lingers on for less than a minute and he pulls back, letting me catch my breath. Another smile was formed onto his face as his brown eyes blazed into mine. They were so beautiful and looked so clear.

"I am now," I tell him, chuckling. He drops his hands from my face, and I nearly whimper from the absence of his warm hands on my skin. He grabs my hand and leads me to the side of my bed to sit down. Once we were settled sitting next to one another, he began to speak.

"So, how is your morning so far?" He asks, his hands still locked with my own.

"It went by great actually. I just had some breakfast with my dad and helped him cook." I say proudly.

He snickers. "You can cook?"

"Yes, of course!" I squeal. "Just not all the time, though. My mom taught me how to cook a few things when I was younger," I say, breaking eye contact with him and bring my gaze down to our intertwined hands. My heart still aches every time I mention her.

"Hey," Angel's hands reaches up to my chin, causing me to look up at him with his fore finger and thumb. "What's wrong?"

"I don't think I've ever told you." I whisper.

"Told me what?" He questions in concern.

"My mom died when I was thirteen." Tears prickled at my eyes and I can't seem to make them go away. I really shouldn't be crying right now. My morning was just getting good and crying in front of Angel is not cutting it.

"Oh, Sky. I'm so sorry," He takes his hand away from chin but my heart was tugged lightly from my chest as I felt both of his arms hugged me around my back. I leaned into him and hug him back. "You didn't have to tell me if you didn't want to."

"That's the thing, Angel." I lean back from his embrace and look back into his blazing brown eyes. "I want to tell you about my childhood and other stuff so we can get to know each other more. You know, to be able to tell each other things and get closer..." I say, trailing off.

"I understand that and I couldn't agree with it anymore." He manages to smile and I return it.

"Okay," I lean forward and plant a small kiss on his cheek. "I really don't mean to cry this early in the morning. It wasn't my attention, I just really miss her." I sigh, calming myself down.