She's My Angel

Chapter Thirty Four

"So, what did you want to speak to me about?" Althea asked with a straight face. God, we used to be close at one point, and I feel so nervous speaking to her now.

"H-have I done something to you?" I asked. Althea seemed to have changed entirely within seconds.

"Kirsten, oh god, is that what you thought?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowing as she frowned. I nodded sadly.

"You seem to hate me now," I mumbled. Althea took me by surprise when she hugged me.

"I don't hate you, Kirsten," she said into my ear.

"I just hate that you hurt Danny with the whole Tony thing." I felt my stomach burn with guilt.

"I hate it too," I admitted shamefully.

"I hate myself for it every day, Thea." She hugged me tighter.

"Don't," she replied simply.

"You're a good person Kirsten, you should forgive yourself. Just don't make the same mistakes again," she said as she pulled away and gave me a wink, and I nodded.

"I won't. I can't," I said more to the point as I looked over at Danny. He was grinning. He looked happier than ever.

"He loves you," Althea said.

"More than everything except the boys," she joked.

"I love him too. More than anything," I said with a low laugh.

"Go get em." Althea walked back towards the booth, giving me a meaningful look over her shoulder. I took a deep breath and headed back over too.

"Hey," I smiled back.

"Kirsten, come dance with us!" Elvis shouted from the dance floor. Whenever Danny and I went out at night with our friends, Elvis and Ezra were the ones I would mess around with the most. I looked back at Danny with an eyebrow raised.

"Think you can keep up?" I asked, seeing his lips curve into a smirk.

"Try me," he laughed and led me over to Ezra and Kyra. I gave Danny a wink before turning around and dancing against him. I heard him groan, and his hands flew to my hips. We danced for about half an hour before I couldn't take it anymore. I turned around and pressed my lips onto his, forcefully, earning a groan. His hands went down to cup my ass, making me moan onto his mouth.

"L-let's go," Danny breathed, pulling away and grabbing my hand. I let him lead me outside to a taxi, and he gave his address to the driver. We made out all the way back to his place. As soon as we got in, he pushed me up against the wall, and I could literally feel how much he wanted this, and I knew I felt the exact same way.

"God, Kirsten," he groaned.

"I love you," he husked against my neck as he left marks. I moaned, my hands tangling in his hair.

"D-Danny," I moaned his name.

"Please," I begged.

"What, babe?" He husked. I rolled my eyes as he pressed himself against me more.

"You know what," I whined.

"Say it," he demanded, pinning my arms against the wall above my head and looking me dead in the eye.

"Fuck me." I bit my lip and watched as his eyes darkened.