He Must Be An Angel

by Midnight Blue Stars

The first time I saw him, I new he was anything but human. I was sure I was going to die. But I was sure that I was in love with him. I could only hope that he would love me too.

1. Preface

Chapter One

I wasn't sure what I was looking for, but I was positive I had found it when the feel of the vaporous grass first touched my bare feet. I looked aound myself in wonder. Beautiful. It was the only clear thought that had been running through my mind since arriving. But I wasn't looking at the blossom trees or the dewy grass, or even the roses that all seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. I was too busy looking at the sparkling man that stood in the middle of the meadow, eyes closed and palms faced up towards the sky. He's an angel, there is no other explantion that a man could be this beautiful. His blode hair shined almost silver in the bright light, his pale skin and staute-like stillness made me almost certain that he was carved out of marble. If he wasn't an angel, then he was definitley an Adonis.

I released a breath I wasn't even aware that I was holding, instantly regretting it the second I did. His eyes had snapped open to let me see the most beautiful shade of molten gold. I am going to die. But surely death by this man would be wonderful and with this in mind I prepared myelf for the bliss that was about to be delivered.