Singing to the Bad Boy

Mistakes- Chapter Six

Logan P.O.V

My whole world exploded. Just like that, everything gone in a matter of seconds. All I knew was Angel and her lips and her hands wrapping around my neck, pulling me closer, deeper into the kiss. I couldn't tell if I'm dreaming or if this was real. But just like that my one wish was pulling away. Unwrapping her arms from my neck, looking down, I saw her lips moving but I heard no sound.

"What?" I asked confused.

"I'm sorry that was a mistake." She was still looking down, I couldn't see her face. But I saw the tears fall to the tile floor. Reaching up I wiped her cheek, forcing her to look at me.

Looking into her eyes I could feel my heart break. I never wanted to be the reason she cried. Ever. I opened my mouth to tell her I love her, to tell her my feelings when I saw her jerk her head to the right at the front door. At first I was confused, but then I saw two headlights pulling into the driveway. Panic spread across her face as she looked back at me.

"Omagawd, if my mum sees that I had a boy over when she was at work. I'm dead meat." Hearing keys jingle, I grabbed her hand and raced up the stairs taking them two at a time. Running into her room shutting the door behind us. "What are we gonna do." She started pacing the floor back and forth. Footsteps climbing the stairs made her stop pacing and start trying to push me into her closet. Frantically shoving my clothes in there too.

"Honey? Is that you?" Her mum's voice boomed at the doorway. The door opened just as the closet door shut.

"Hey mum, how was work?" she was slightly panting but all I could think about was the kiss, it was still messing with my mind. Ugh could I have messed up this while thing. I mean she has a boyfriend.

"Jeez honey you're soaked and out of breath. Are you okay? Is your asthma acting up again?" Asthma, I never knew she had asthma. I've spent years waiting to talk to her. And now I'm hiding in her closet, looking around a see a lot of cute clothing I never noticed her wearing. I go to switch my weight from foot to foot when I kicked the corner of a box. Bending down ever so quietly I lift open the lid of the box to find: pictures of her and her friends. Them hiking or caneoing, then in the pool, it was always the same four girls. But I've never seen her with these girls before. Looking up every now and then to see if her mum and her were still talking, I started shuffling through the pictures. I concluded that these were just camp friends by seeing the dates on the photos being a year apart. After I was finished looking through the box, I checked to see if they were still talking, which they were. Something about a boy name Jacob dying. She seemed pretty tore up about it. I wish I could just come out of the closet and comfort her. I started to look around the closet some more to see what else I could find out. I saw a little glimmer from the back, like some light had hit a shiny object. As quietly as I could I moved the hangers which were thankfully not metal. After taking a good 3 minutes to shuffle the hangers I finally saw the shiny object or objects I should say. They were a bunch of trophies labeled for singing and a lot were first place. In fact only two were second place. How did she win all these and still keep singing a secret. Looking a bit closer, and almost losing my balance, I saw the names on the trophies. It wasn't hers, someone named Alice Belle. I couldnt remember hearing about Angel having a sister. So who was Alice Belle?

"Alright honey I'm going to go get a shower then head to bed. You should probably start heading to bed yourself big day tomorrow." her mom said and did what sounded like a kiss on her forehead. As she shut the bedroom door, Angel walked over to her nightstand and opened the drawer. Taking out an inhaler she took two short breathes then out it back, closing the drawer. Ackwardly I opened the door, stepping into her bedroom.

"So um like I totally wouldn't mind sleeping in the same room as you but I do have to go to school tomorrow and no clothes so..." she turned around so quick I thought she might drill a hole in the floor.

"So sorry, I totally forgot you were there. Yeah that's a good question. How are we going to get you out of here?" she sat on her bed thinking.

As I walked over to her I say down at the foot, not wanting to invade her space. "How do you forget you have a half naked boy in your closet? That's a even better question." I said trying to break the obvious and oh so heavy tension. But it hung like a heavy fog. "So listen about earlier, about.... the kiss. I-"

Before I could even tell her how I felt she interrupted me. "It was an obvious mistake. I was emotional you were emotional we're both half naked and I just died. Of course Something was going to happen. But I think it'll be best if we just forgot about it because I have a boyfriend. And we're happy." Ouch so much for easy letting go. How could I just forget the single most important moment in my life. Hands down best kiss. Heart pounding head spinning tingling fingers kinda miss. The fireworks kind. How do I just move on, forget it? But she didn't know how I felt and she wouldn't because she's happy and I'm not the one to ruin her happiness for mine.

"Yeah totally agree. And I was thinking about the deal so I won't release the video but you just have to tutor me, no fake girlfriend scheme." It's better I don't make my move not yet. And sadly maybe not ever. This has turned out to be the saddest best day ever.