Authors Note - You lucky, lucky people! Looks like you just got two chapters in one day! :o And if I write quickly, possibly even three. Well you should be grateful ;] I love you! Oh and theres and extra mini authors note type thing at the end of this chapter so yeah...read on and enjoy! :D Iloveyou.


I lay on my bed, sighing with boredom. Everytime I was left alone without Patch, my existence seemed pointless. Flipping open my cell, I glanced at the time. It was 7pm, Patch had left to meet Rixon almost 2 hours ago. Surely he'd be back soon?

Rolling over, I stared at the photo of me and Patch on my bed side table. I smiled as my eyes grazed over it; the way Patch was looking at me in that picture made my heart skip a beat. The amounts of adoration that were spilling out of his eyes made me feel so happy.

I jumped up off of the bed and made my way over to my winow, I pushed it open and leant on the sill, staring out into the horizon. The setting sun was casting shadows across the streets and it just looked so pretty. I sighed and let a warm, evening breeze tickle my face.

At that moment I felt arms wrap around my waist. A smile drifted onto my lips as I breathed in Patch's minty, earthy scent. I moaned quietly and smiled as he kissed my neck.

I turned around and his gaze caught mine, "welcome home." I whispered as Patch's fingeres intertwined with mine. "It's good to be back," he mumbled as he brought his lips to mine and kissed me soflty, I closed my eyes letting the feeling sink in.

As I washed my tongue gently over his lips, I noticed something. I tasted salt. Ignoring that small detail, I continued to kiss him; my hands slowly making their way up Patch's back and into his hair...which was damp?

Breaking away from the kiss, I looked at him briefly. "Did you go and Rixon go swimming or something?" I asked. Patch laughed awkwardly, his cheeks turning noticabley pink, "Urm, I guess you could put it that way, yeah."

"You guess?" I raised an eyebrow. Patch shrugged, "why do you look all suspicious Angel? I was just summarising. If you want me to be specific then I will." Our eyes locked as I scanned his face. "Yes, please do." I muttered.

"We went down to the beach, Rixon decided to go raging aroung in the sea, I didn't particularly want to and he splashed me quite a lot." Patch concluding, shrugging a little too casually.

Narrowing my eyes, I waited to see if he had anything more to say. It's not that I thought for definite he'd done something bad it was just his tone suggested he was hiding something.

Patch leaned back towards me and rested his hands on my waist. I didn't respond, just continued to look at him deeply, trying to figure him out. His face was moving closer towards mine until our noses were touching. He nuzzled his nose against mine cutely. I smiled.

"Hey," he grinned, "I got a smile out of you!" He nuzzled my nose again before pecking me lightly on the lips. The second his mouth parted from mine, I pulled him back and kissed him hungrily, my lips eager to fufill my desire for him.

Patch lifted me up on the windowsill and wrapped my legs around his waist, I draped my arms over his shoulders and continued to work our mouths together. No matter how many times me and Patch made love; I just couldn't get enough of him.

Running my hands over his chest, I kissed his neck. When I reached the hem of his shirt I began to lift it off but suddenly Patch's warm hands were covering mine and pushing them away.

Pulling away from the kiss, I looked at him. "What's wrong?" He stepped away from me as I hopped down from my perch. He shrugged, "I'm just not really in the mood for...that." He said; my heart sank.

"Okay then..." I sighed, as he took my hand and kissed it softly, apologetically. "What do you want to do then?" I shrugged.

He looked up at me, eyes shinging, "Order a pizza, watch a movie..?" He offered, I did like the sound of that; just a quiet evening in with my boyfriend. "Sounds good," I nodded.

Taking me by both hands, Patch pulled me downstairs and into the living room. He seemed all too eager to...not have sex with me. I sighed. Maybe he'd already got bored of me.

Shaking my head, I thought to my self, 'don't be stupid girl. he isn't bored. don't talk like that.'

As Patch pulled me into the lounge, he smiled at me. "I'll go pick a movie, you order pizza." I nodded and flopped down on to the couch. A little part of me wasn't in the mood for smooshy films and pizza. That little part just wanted to go to sleep and hope Patch was back to normal in the morning.

I reluctantly pulled myself off of the couch and over to the DVD cupboard. Sifting through every film I owned, I sighed. I didn't care what Patch said; he'd been up to something with Rixon earlier and he was hiding it from me.

Obviously I trusted him but I knew he had that bad boy edge and at some points it made me uncomfortable. Shaking my head, I continued to choose which movie I thought we would both like.

Eventually I picked out a suitable film and popped it in the DVD player before walking back the couch where I sat down again and waited for Patch to come back.

Fiddling with my hair, I yawned. I really was tired. Patch strolled back into the living room then, smiling widely. "Pizza's on it's way." He grinned as he flopped down next to me.

"Good, I'm hungry." I stated, making Patch chuckle. I don't know if I was just being paranoid now but it seemed like Patch was making...too much of an effort to be nice to me. Shrugging it off, I snuggled under neath his arm; which he'd just slung over my shoulders.

Patch picked up the DVD remote and clicked the play button. Eyes on the screen, I snuggled down further and waited for the film to start. Patch softly kissed the top and smoothed my hair.

Forgetting all my paranoid thoughts, I sighed happily. I was being stupid before. The way Patch kissed me so lovingly, reassured me of his feelings. Smiling, I let my eyes droop.

"Don't fall asleep Angel, I'll have to eat pizza on my own." He chuckled, stroking my hair. Laughing along with him quietly, I shook my head. "I won't, I won't." but before I knew it, my eyes were slowly closing.

When I opened them again my neck was acheing, stiffly and I could feel my cheek rubbing against the leather couch; which was sticking to my skin uncomfortabley.

The lounge was dark and cold, I blinked a few times; trying to clear my blurry vision. Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes and looked around. "Patch?" I muttered into the darkness.

He was gone.

"Patch?" I called out, this time more urgently, into the deserted room. I got up and stumbeled around, drearily, flicking on lights as I went. As I passed the front door I noticed a small peice of paper.

Bending down to pick it up, I unfolded it and read it's contents.

'Hello! You were not home when your pizza was delivered! Call the number below for a refund!' Feircely, I scrumpled the slip of paper into a ball and threw it across the hallway so that it hit the wall with a thump and bounced onto the floor.

Patch had gone out. He'd just left. A small, hot, angry tear formed in the corner of my eye. Something was wrong with him.

Wiping the slight wetness away, I trudged up the stairs and into my room where I fell onto my bed, the clock on my bed side table read 12.34am. Past midnight.

I curled up in a ball and closed my eyes, I knew for sure there was no hope in Patch showing up now.


And so the plot thickens! Yeah, I don't think there are gonna be anymore lemons for a couple of chapters but please don't let that prevent you from reading this! It's just starting to get interesting! -grins and laughs evilly- Where do you think Patch has gone eh? -wink- Thank you my beautiful readers! I love you dearly.