Things with Wings (BoyxBoy)

Not sure if I should write this, just tell me if I should :)

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She had blue eyes and straight light grey hair that went to her sholders, with choppy bangs. She wore a teal shirt and these black ripped shorts with some kind of desstressed leggings with combat boots. People have told me that I'm a fear monger and afraid of nothing, but this was different. 

I was scared shitless. 

"For the second time, are you Caleb Montgomery?"

The girl stood about two and a half meters away from me, and there was silence.

Being the manly person I am, I spoke. "Yes." I wimpered. She laughed on the inside.

Great. That went well.

She took a step forward, her big eyes stairing at me intently. 

She spoke. "Come with me, Caleb." She held out her pale, white hand. There was a sharp, burning sensation in my skull. 

I liked it though.

I quietly stepped forward to her, slowly excepting her presence and what she wanted to do with me. "I'm very lonely Caleb. The place where I come from banished me, they hurt me Caleb. They drove me away." Her big eyes becoming watery and innocent. "Stay with me Caleb."

I was close to her hand now,  my breathing becoming harsh and perplexed. 

We were now somehow on a roof. The roof of my apartment to be exact. 

The slight wind ruffeled my hair as I got closer, and the wonderfull burning feeling traveld across my body. I felt it in my eyes, my cheeks, and my lips. She touched the tips of my fingers.

It rushed through to my chest, and all my veins, I felt so alive and awakened. My heart beat with a speed I had never felt. The burn traveled to my lungs, making my breath feel heavy and perfect.

I felt as though I had run a marathon but had enough energy to run it a hundred times over.

"Come Caleb." She whispered. I felt light and airy, like I was no longer walking, but floating. I looked down.

My feet were no longer touching the beer and bird pooped stained ashphalt. 

The New York City sound was about fifty-two stories below me, but seeming stupid and pointless at this time.

"Come closer Caleb."

At the back of my mind I heard a yell, a roaring voice telling me to stop what I was doing, and to run away. I got closer, but questioned this moment.

"Who-" I breathed, my voice anglic like. "are you?"

Her blue eyes started to turn a strange orangy colour, I was back to being scared.

The burning feeling also started to leave me.

"Don't ask Caleb." Her voice became harder, and my senses more alert, and the calming, beautiful numbness gone completly. 

I heard the yelling again, but it was actually there this time. 

The girl looked up. "No-" She started.

A wall of air was behind me, electrifying and...comforting.

The air brushed my face gently, but the girl seemed to be pushed back, toppeling over her self. Being pushed back by this crazy sudden wind. 

I only felt light carresess against my body. I shivered.

I'm going to lift you up Caleb. 

A voice surrounded me. 

You will hold on to me and not let go.

I hesitated, confused and tired. "Al...alright."

A short moment later, strong arms lifted me up from my pits. It was a guy.

I instictivley turned my body around and gripped on the the mustle built body. My choppy brown hair fell onto my eyes, I was atleast five meters up from the roof. 

The body shuddered as I clenched my legs around his torso. I reached my (now cold due to the crazy burning sensation disappearing) hands around his back. His skin was like a hot butter, but it was cold. Colder than cold. But I was fine with that.

I heard to what I thought was a huge bird flapping it's wings right next to me. On my finger tips I felt a soft baby feather.

Did it drop from a bird?

I became continuessly sleepy as the beat from his chest hummed in my ear, soothing me to sleep.

"If you want to know," The man whispered huskily. "I have..." He chuckled, making me shiver.             "-wings."

I exhaled violently. "How-!"  He could read my thoughts!

He laughed again. "Caleb?" His lips brushing my ear. Stuttering, I answered. "Y-yes?" 

His arm became tighter around my waist. "Look down."

We were about ten meters away from the Statue of Liberty. I lived about a mile away so this confused me.

My cheek reached his neck as he held me. "How did we get here?" I asked with an awh. "I must be dreamin-" I gasped. His hands slithered down my sides as he let go, but he took his precious time. "I-I don't feel comfortable sir-ah!" His lips hovered over my neck, just under my ear. He squeezed my sides lightly.

"I-" My breathing was of the charts. "I don't bend that way, sir!" My heart excelerated when he kissed my neck. "Don't touch me!"

 The man let go, and I gasped. His doe eyes burned me down. My body felt warm, but empty. I was hollow suddenly.

"Your wings..." I was breathless. I was now seriously considering I was crazy or dreaming.

He looked broken. "Th-thank you for saving me sir..." I hesitated. I realized some things.

One, I was on top of The Statue of Liberty. The flame to be exact.

Two, a- an- an angel was in-front of me, who probably just saved my life.

Three, he seduced me. And I fricken' hell liked it. I thought just an hour ago that I was straight.

Four, something was happening, and I was in the middle of it.

Lastly, this list sounded terribly cliché and a whole lot like Twilight.

Fuck.