Chapter 3
I stood still, like time had stopped. I was completely frozen, paralyzed from head to toe. Angel had the same look on his face as I did. Disgust. I had just been flirting with my best friend's fiancé. I was such a bad person. First off I forgot about my mother's death and now I was flirting with my best friend's fiancé. Oh god. If only I asked him for his name, no that wouldn't have made a difference because no one told me what his name was and I didn't tell him my name so he couldn't have possibly known. I was flirting with him and I didn't even know his name, what a slut.
After I was done arguing with myself I finally spoke
"Oh" ...Yeah nice one Buffy. I grabbed the drink that I ordered just before Willow dropped her bomb and did exactly what Angel had taught me before ordering another one
"We just going to stand here all night?" Willow said looking from me to Angel for some kind of answer
"I think we should go back to our place, have a few drinks there and get a take away" Angel said not taking his eyes off me. It was a little freaky at first to tell the truth especially since Willow was right there
"That's a lovely idea" Willow smiled. I didn't. I didn't think it was a lovely idea at all. I wanted to stay here and get off my trolley but no... Some knob had other idea's. A very sexy Knob but a knob nether the less "I'll get the guy's together, you go call a cab"
We both watched as Willow walked away and then Angel gripped my upper arm. His deep dark eyes turned hard and cold
"What the hell are you playing at?" He roared. I was shocked. What was I playing at? I could ask him the same question!
"Me? I'm not playing at anything. What about you? You have a fiancé and you were flirting with me!" Although I was annoyed that he was practically shouting at me it was kind of a turn on, he was fine when he was mad.
"Yeah your supposedly best friends and you were hardly turning the other way"
"I didn't know who you were! For all I knew you could have been a single guy" I argued back
"Or I could have been a serial killer"
Hmmm... He had a good point. Next time I decided to flirt with a random guy at a club I'll have to ask him some intense questions
I was about to say something really smart, really clever that would make him shut right up but the gang was now surrounding us
"Have you called the cab yet?" Willow asked
"Ill go do it now" Angel said still looking at me as he backed away. Willow was beaming, like I didn't know why. If I was about to marry someone as hot as that I would bet too. No. Bad Buffy. Can't have thoughts like that
"Faith rung me" Anya spoke "She asked me where we were. I told her at the bronze but we're going to yours so she said she'll meet us there with the others"
"Others?" I asked
"Our groups expanded a bit from high school" Willow chuckled at my confusion. Bitch. God what is wrong with me. She's my best friends, pull yourself together Summers.
Faith was MY friends. After I went off to college I didn't really think that Willow Xander and Cordelia would keep in contact with her, obviously they did.
Doyle didn't say much I noticed. He spoke in a strong Irish accent, I think. Was never really good at geography so that's all I knew was that he was from somewhere in Europe, guessing Ireland.
Angel returned tucking his cell phone into his jean pocket that hugged him in all the right places.
"Should be about twenty minuets" He said. Willow only smiled at him and leaned into his chest. Angel put an arm around her waist and kissed the top of her head
Twenty minuets later and the cab arrived. We all squeezed into it. I accidentally stabbed Anya in the gut with my heel as I climbed into the backseat on my knees. She yelped and I swear if it wasn't for Xander she would have ripped my heel from my shoe and stabbed me in the eye with it.
Angel sat in the front seat next to the driver and gave him the address. I was pretty sure why he was sitting there but didn't say anything. Willow kept going on and on about how her wedding was going to be. They had already set a date, it was six months away and they booked the church. The honeymoon was going to be in Barbados in a luxury hotel, alright for some isn't it
I nodded as she told me the color scheme and laughed as she told me about when they're parents had all met for dinner and they were arguing over little stuff but I really had no interest it any of it
I noticed that Angel didn't say anything either and wondered how the two of them ended up getting engaged
"It was so romantic" Willow said. Great, I was about to hear the story. Why couldn't she just see that I really didn't give a toss "We were in LA and he took me for a meal at this lovely restaurant, then we went for a ride in the car and he stopped at the docks. It was all lit up with fairy lights and he took me on this stunning yacht. It was pitch black, only the lights from the boat lighting up the black sky, oh and the stars, they looked so beautiful that night. Then all of a sudden there was this loud bang. I looked up and there was a load of fire works every color you can think of. When I looked back at Angel he was on his knees with a small ring box in his hand. He took my hand and kissed the back of it and said "Willow Rosenberg, I love you so much" and then he asked me to marry him"
I wanted to chuck. My stomach was flipping with jealousy to the extreme that I wanted to be sick. I'd only met this man like an hour ago and he was turning me into a bunny boiler. Bastard.
"That's great Will" I managed to say through my burning envy. Yeah bloody brilliant.
I sat in silence twiddling my fingers as the rest of them spoke. Cordelia was going over this case they had. I thought they weren't aloud to talk about cases? That it was all confidential?
Anya only had two words in her vocabulary. Sex and money. I felt sorry for Xander, having to hear her nag all the time
"Will you buy me this? Will you buy me that? When are we going to have sex, I'm frustrated" I heard her say. Her voice was so irritating that's all I could do was try to block it out
"What do you say Buffy?"
"Huh?" I looked away from the window as I heard my name being called. It was Willow who was looking at me with a large smile on her red lips
"Will you be my maid of honor Buffy?" Willow asked with the same smug smile. Yeah, I get it she was getting married... Wait, hold on. Did she just ask me...? I nodded like a lemon; it was all I could do. I was still in shock. "Great"
I could see Angel stiffen in the passenger seat. It was like someone had stabbed him in his stomach. I could tell he wasn't keen on having me as a maid of honor which made me slightly pissed, I mean I would make a great maid of honor.
The drive back to Willow's seemed like ages, especially since I didn't know where she lived. The cab stopped in front of a fairly large house. The porch was all made of glass and you could see the second white front door through the glass. The mail box was painted the same pale blue as the bricks and a black 1967 Plymouth GTX stood still in the drive way. You could tell a lot about a man by the car he drives. Although I haven't mastered that skill, Faith told me once that a man with a really manly car was insecure, I don't really know how it works but there we are.
Anya opened the door and we all poured out of the cab. Angel was the last one out and he waved the cab driver goodbye. There was about five white stone steps to the glass porch. The glass porch door was already unlocked but the other front door wasn't so we had to wait for Angel to move his ass with the keys since Willow didn't even have a bag with her. Must be nice not having to pay for anything, I wouldn't know see.
We all pilled into the house, I followed the rest of the gang into the living area and sat myself down on a cream corner twelve seat sofa. Everything was light, the carpet was a warm lemon, so was the wall paint. Xander sat on the two seat sofa while Anya sat in between his legs on the floor. Willow came into the room carrying a tray full of glasses, all different sized. There was a pile of shot glasses everyone inside another, several long normal glassed and a few wine glassed. Angel then was carrying a lot of drink, a lot. He had two bottles of two litre vodka, a bottle of gin, two bottles of wine, juices and he went out to get more. This was going to be some party.
We were all in the living room now drinking heavily when the doorbell went. Angel went to answer it. I heard him speak and then I heard the famous words of five by five and instantly who it was.
"Faith!" I shrieked while getting up from my little corner on the sofa and ran towards her. I jumped on her wrapping my legs around her waist
"Why don't I get this kind of greeting from the rest of you guys?" Faith joked. I smiled as I released myself "Hey B, nice to see you."
I knew Faith was being cold because I didn't keep in contact but I also knew she would warm to me again. Out of everyone in the whole group, Faith was the one I felt comfortable with, the one that I thought hadn't changed. Faith was always real.
There was more people to come though. I went back to my seat and saw a good looking man with a shiny black head. He was bald. A girl with long brown hair down to get back, a tall English man with brown hair and glasses who was in my High School and a bleached blond man with piercing blue eyes
Willow stood up and smiled
"Buffy" She said "This is Charles Gunn, Gunn" She pointed at the good looking man with a shiny head then at the girl with brown hair "Winifred Burkle"
"Please, Fred" Winifred said with a slight Texan accent. She was so sweet, seemed so innocent, bless.
"You already know Wesley"
"Yeah" I nodded
"And this is..."
"Spike" The bleached blond interrupted with a cheeky grin "Alright love?" He winked. I blushed slightly but inside it felt great, I had been flirted with twice that night and I was loving it.
"Hey, she's my tonight" Faith pushed Spike out of the way and jumped into the seat next to me where she snuggled up against me "You going to make me a drink or what Angie?
Angel looked up at her from the other side of the curved sofa "You got arms haven't you?"
"I'm a guessed"
Angel sighed then lifted the bottle from the floor and put a glass on the small table in front of him
"You know how I like it" Faith grinned.
A/N: Update, yay. Your reviews are awsome, got to say. I'm glad you like this fic, when I first wrote it I wasnt sure where it was going to go, I still dont know but I sort of have an idea. This is a Buffy and Angel fic, come on do I write anything else. I know the time thing is a bit conffusing, I get conffused and I write it.
