A N G E L (Roger Daltrey)

Six

Nancy's POV

When Keith and I got to the hotel, we went straight to work, if you catch my drift.

The room was destroyed, and the air of chaos that swirled around only made me more giddy and excited.

Keith was absolutely mad in the sheets, which wasn't a huge surprise, as he's absolutely mad everywhere else, too.

He was doing me bent forward over the bed when the headboard hit the wall with such force that the framed painting hanging over it let go of the nail it was holding on to. It raced down the wall, disappearing behind the bed and shattering loudly.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, moving to assess the damage.

"Don't worry 'bout it sweet'art," Keith grunted, grabbing me by the hips and pulling me back, sinking himself back into me.

I clawed at the sheets in ecstasy. My eyes flew open as he thrusted deeper than ever, and I found myself looking at the clock. It read 2:02 AM.

"Christ!" I squealed, scrambling up the bed and reaching for the telephone.

"What now?" Moaned Keith. He collapsed onto the floor, pouting like a child. His puppy eyes blinked up at me.

"I have to call my parents!" I yelled. "They were expecting me to call right after the concert! I should be home by now! Jesus, I'm gonna get killed!"

I picked up the receiver and started dialing the number. I held it to my ear as it started ringing.

"Nancy! How bout you—" Keith was crawling up onto the bed.

"Shut up! Shut up! It's ringing, Keith, I—hello! Hi mom! Sorry I didn't call, it was such a mad rush getting out of the theater—I know, I know it's 2 AM, can't you just rejoice that your beloved offspring isn't dead? Listen, mama, I'll see you in the morning, I'm staying with Lori tonight, remember?"

"You told me no such thing!" My mother crowed through the receiver, making Keith cover his mouth to hold back laughter.

"Oh, I could've sworn I did! I'm sorry. But I'm safe, so it's no worries—"

John burst into the room then.

"CRIPES!" He yelled, smacking his hand over his eyes upon seeing Keith and I naked as the days we were born.

"Who was that?!" My mom roared. Keith buried his head into a pillow. His shoulders shook with laughter.

"Lori's brother!" I cried. I looked around frantically, searching the walls of the hotel room for some sort of backstory. "We're trying on clothes and he came in while Lori was changing!"

From his place in pillow land, Keith stuck his hand out for a high-five and I slapped it quietly.

"Don't stay up so late, Nance, you have things to do tomorrow," mom sighed in defeat, "you exhaust me, child."

"I know. I love you!" I sang into the receiver.

"I know it. I love you, too. Now get to bed."

I placed the phone back into its cradle.

Keith emerged from the pillow, wiping tears out of his eyes. He was red with laughter, and I fought the urge to kiss him and pinch his cheeks.

"Sounds like you've done that a time'r two. Very impressive."

"Once or twice," I grinned.

"So where were we?" He asked, giving me a push so that I fell back into the balled-up comforter, which had somehow migrated up to the headboard.

"Wait, what about John?" I inquired, sitting back up.

"What, do you want him in on it too? JOHN-BOY!" Keith cupped his hands around his mouth as he shouted.

"NO! No, that's the thing, I very much don't want him in on it!" I put my face into my hands.

"Oh. NEVER MIND, JOHNNY-WONNY!"

"Keith Middle Name Moon, you're going to get us kicked out of this hotel." I groaned.

"Hey, wouldn't be the first time. And me middle name's John."

"Well, Keith John Moon, if you don't take it down, like, ten notches, I'm going to sock you into next year, and it's only July." I punched my fist into my opposite hand for effect.

"Or," he said as if he were about to make me an offer I couldn't refuse, "you could shut up and love me."
- - -
Janice's POV

"I wonder what they're doing over there?" I asked Roger after a particularly loud crash followed by what sounded like glass shattering.

"I doubt we want to know." He kissed my cheek, squeezing me tightly and then gently tickling my side, making me screech and flinch away.

We were laying in bed together completely naked, our bodies pressed together, skin on skin and up to our chins in the soft, white covers.

"Roger," I hummed, twirling one of his baby soft curls around my finger, "I know this sounds like a real trippy thing to say, but I feel like we have this soul connection."

He laughed softly and pressed our foreheads together.

"That does sound like a trippy thing to say, but I understand. I feel it too."

We sat in silence for a moment, save the low sound of Pete snoring across the room.

"Am I ever gonna see you again?" Roger finally said.

I sighed. "I dunno, it's hard to say. Realistically, probably not. Not by chance. Not unless we make some sort of effort about it. And I've only just finished high school, I still have all of college ahead of me!"

"I know I've only just met you, but I think you're worth the effort. Even if it's just to maintain a friendship and nothing more." He rubbed his thumb over my skinny shoulder in a comforting way.

"Gosh, that's awfully sweet!" I blushed. "I appreciate it a lot. I don't think anyone likes me enough to put in effort for a long distance relationship. Not even a long distance friendship!"

"What about that girl you've brought with you? Peggy, was it?"

"Nancy." I giggled.

"Nancy. Where the 'ell did I get Peggy from?" Roger shook his head.

"I dunno. But what I do know is that this time tomorrow I'll be asleep in my bed, and without you." I smiled sadly.

"Well tonight I'll just have to hold you extra tight so you don't forget me." He gave me another tight squeeze, making me wheeze, which made both of us laugh.

"I could never forget you!" I swatted his chest gently.

"And I you. You're unforgettable, Jan."