Angel - GalaxySolby / Solby

No.

^ Great song, I recommend! Same with "Right Here" by Chase Atlantic ^

"NO!" I stood up, Colby following soon after. "I don't care what you say! I love him so much, and you cannot change that!" I pecked his cheek, squeezing his hand, and flying off into the distance. I wasn't sure where we were going to go, but I needed to get away from my mother.

We landed next to a random tree, us sitting down. I rested my head on Colby's shoulder, intertwining our fingers once again.
"I hate her. I hate her so fucking much!" I cried.

"It's okay, baby." He hugged my shoulder close to him.

"Why can't we hang out? What's so bad about being different colors?" I sobbed.

"I don't know why." Colby said in a sweet and calm tone.

"I just want to live my life and be with you." I crawled onto his lap, securing my arms around his neck.

"I want to be with you forever." He rubbed my back.

"Me too." I sniffled and closed my eyes, gripping Colby's soft shirt with my fist.

"Colby?" An unfamiliar voice said.

"Mom? What are you doing here?" Colby replied. My eyes shot open, sending me off of his lap and onto the ground next to him.

"My only question is why are you hanging out with a light angel?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Because he's amazing." Colby ruffled his hair.

"You aren't supposed to be hanging out with light angels."

"Why do you care? Why does it matter?" He asked while I snuggled close to his shoulder.

"Because it's the way it is. No light angel and dark angel can ever meet." She replied.

"Fuck the rules." Colby mumbled.

"Language, Cole." She rolled her eyes. "What's your name?" She asked.

"Sam." I replied, quietly.

"I'm Christy." She held out her hand for me to shake. I took the offer and shook her hand. Her wings looked very similar to Colby's, dark brown and smooth.

"Can you give him a chance please, mom." Colby begged.

"I don't know, Colby. I don't think it's a good idea."

"B-but I love him. I can't live without his sweetness." He kissed my cheek, making me blush.

"I didn't know you liked boys, Colby." Her face warmed.

"I didn't either, until I met Sam." He grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together.

"Aw," She placed her hands weakly on her heart.

"Can you please let us hang out?" Colby asked with a begging tone.

Christy sighed, nodding and smiling. "I suppose."