~ HIS ANGEL BOY SERIES, BOOK 1 ✔ ~
"Don't try to fool yourself into thinking you didn't feel anything, Leto."
"I don't have to fool myself as I don't feel anything for you."
"Don't lie, don't make me do something I might regret."
"I doubt a creature...
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~Leto~
Three months ago I let myself go in my boyfriends arms, I cried for what must have been hours and for all that time he held onto me like his life depended on it- and in all honesty, it probably was.
A loud buzzing noise had awoken me from a deep sleep a few moments ago, I had to disentangle myself from Freddie's arms which were wrapped around my middle as he spooned me.
The phone conversation was brief but it was brief and serious enough to have me sitting up against the head board of our bed in the middle of the night, not really knowing how to respond to what I just heard.
It was Tal.
My still half asleep brain isn't functioning properly and I can't be sure I heard her right, looking over at Freddie in the darkness, the glow of his skin in the dark making me reach my hand out and stroke my fingers through the curls of his hair that have fallen across his brow, a smile playing on my lips.
Then her words hit me.
'...gone missing.'
My smile instantly vanishing.
But fuck, who has gone missing? She was talking so fast I couldn't understand what she was saying and by the end of the call she was all breathless and then hung up.
I grab a hold of my head feeling incredibly stupid as I make a loud unintentional frustrated noise, I look at Freddie to make sure I haven't disturbed him and I let out a sigh.
Oh, what did she say?
What did she fucking say!
As I am holding onto my head still feeling irritated and frustrated, I hear his voice as I feel him move closer to me, his hand on my arm.
"Angel?"
I don't look at him as I try to put together the words she gave me on the phone together, but I come up with nothing.
Then that's when I feel it.
I feel him in my mind trying to soothe me, to comfort me, to tell me that whatever is wrong will turn out ok.
I turn to look at him as I hold onto his hand on my arm, he is looking back at me all sleepy, confused and sexy as hell, trying to understand what is going on, leaving me thinking what the fuck is going on.
"What happened angel?"
I shake my head while biting my lip.
"Please."
I feel tears spring to my eyes.
"I wish I could tell you, but I myself cannot even put the words together correctly in my mind to attempt to even try to explain it to you."
