Angel Academy

Chapter Zero- Prologue

Corbin POV

Her breath smelled like vodka and watermelon jolly ranchers, and her hair smelled like her favorite stawberry shampoo and conditioner. She laughed and it was such a beautiful sound. Her lips were as soft as goose down when I kissed them, and my heart fluttered when she responded by pulling me closer to her so our bodies were just inches from each other. I bit her lip causing her to moan and she pulled my hair. I picked her up and shoved her back against the wall, my hands traveling the length of her body. I pulled her shirt off and she unbuttoned mine. Laying her on the bed, I finished undressing us and lay on top of her. The last thing I remember is her moaning as I entered her...

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The next morning I awoke to light streaming in the room. It blinded me. I groaned and rolled over, flinging my arm to the side of the bed, freezing when it landed ontop of something warm and furless. Suddenly last night came rushing back to me, and I slowly opened my eyes. Niamh lay facing me, her eyes closed so I couldn't see their amazing greyness. Her pink lips were slightly parted, making her look so fucking adorable. Her long white hair was a complete mess and she was snoring softly. I wanted to reach a hand out and brush her bangs out of her way, but instead I got out of bed, careful not to wake her up, and pulled on my clothes. I turned away from her and made my way down the stairs and out of the door. Not waiting even a second, I hoped in my car and sped away, leaving Niamh behind.

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Niamh POV

I awoke to find myself in a bed, and naked. Sitting up abruptly, I looked around the room. It was Corbin's room. I was in Corbin's room and he was my best friend. I had had sex with my best friend, and he had left me to wake up alone. The bed was cold meaning he had been gone awhile. My clothes were the only thing left on the floor. I quickly pulled on my clothes and ran my fingers through my hair. Pulling out my phone, I look to see if he's texted, which he hasn't. I bite my lip, but text him anyway.

Me: HEY

I walk downstairs and jump into my Chevy truck. I wait for fifteen minutes, and there's no reply, so I try calling him. It goes straight to voicemail. I leave a message awkwardly.

"Hey Corbin, it's Niamh. I didn't see you this morning and you haven't answered my text or call so I'm assuming you're at work even though it's Saturday. Umm, I'll be at my mom's so you can come by and we can talk." I hung up, my face darkening with embaressment.

Days passed, and still no word from him. I even stopped by his house. I'm not obssessed with him just because we had sex. He was my best friend and I wanted to put that night behind us and act like it never happened. Weeks and months passed and I gave up. My mother gained a new job in a different state, and I moved without telling Corbin.

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