Buffy woke up in Angel's arms the following morning. She moaned happily
opening her eyes and looking into his brown.
"You're awake?" She asked sleepily and he nodded.
"Been for a while, you're very cute when you sleep."
Buffy did an embarrased face. "Oh yeah well.....if you say so." She wrapped her arms around him and sighed. "You know Angel." She started thoughtful. "These weeks have been great. I mean, it's all been great since I met you but....." She crinkled her eyebrows and he glanced down at her.
"But what?" He asked kindly.
"We've talked about so much but....we've never really talked about you."
Angel's face got a shadow over it and he sat up tensly. Buffy frowned and sat up too putting her hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, it's just, my past. It's ....my past and I like to keep it that way." His voice lacked its usual sweetness and Buffy got worried. She wanted to know everything about Angel, no matter how bad it was.
"It's just, you know like everything about me and it feels like I don't really .....know you."
Angel jerked his head around to look at her. "Buffy, you know me. I'm the guy you met a couple of weeks ago, bartender, crazy about you. Do you need to know more?" He asked looking searching into her eyes.
Buffy nodded slightly. "Maybe I don't need to. But I want to." She moved closer to him and put her chin on his shoulder. "I want to know everything about you. Everything that's ever happened to you." She explained and Angel got the tiniest of smiles on his lips but it disappeared quickly.
"It's not very pretty." He admitted. "I mean knowing Spike for example...."
Buffy sat up straight with crinkled eyebrows. "You know Spike? I mean as of before this?"
Angel realised he'd said something he wasn't supposed to and looked away. "Well, it's....." He interrupted himself. There was no point in lying. "Yeah, I knew Spike. And Drusilla." He added.
Buffy felt sad over these news. Not that she minded him knowing Spike, it was just. She would've wanted him to have told her before. When they'd first met Spike. The person sitting in her bed now, who was he? If he kept things like that from her, what else was he hiding?
She got out of the bed and pulled on his shirt.
"Buffy." Angel reached for her but she back away.
"Angel, please. Tell me." She begged sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Tell me about you."
He sighed and his dark eyes looked tortured. "Yeah, okay." He shook his head a little. "Spike and I knew each other a long way back. We came here, to the US at the same time. Started school together. Were a couple of outsiders, I guess that was how we bonded."
"You're not from here?" Buffy asked.
"No, I'm from Ireland. Spikes from .....well Britain of course. We came to New York. Became friends despite our differences and .....met some girls." He glanced at Buffy to see her reaction but she just nodded wishing him to carry on.
"Darla and Drusilla. They were something." He sighed. "We used to get in trouble. A lot of trouble." He got out of her bed and walked over to the window, distantly looking out on the town outside.
"We were a gang. But, you know .....four people can't agree all the time. We drifted apart and I ended up here."
Buffy shook her head. "Angel you're hiding something. What is it?" She asked walking over to him taking his hands. "You can tell me."
She could see in his eyes that he really wanted to tell her but then he shook his head and walked away from him.
"I told you everything, there's nothing more to it." He said starting to get dressed.
"Angel" Buffy pleaded but he seemed determinded to leave. She walked over to him and put her arms around him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you. But I ....I think I deserve to know."
Angel looked down on her. "You do, and I told you. Now I have to leave. Inventory to do at the Bronze. Will take a long time."
"Don't lie to me." Buffy said warning and he pushed her away from him as he pulled on his sweater.
"I'm not. I'm sorry Buffy but I have to go." He gave her a quick kiss before taking his jacket and walking out the door just as Spike came from Faith's room.
"Mornin mate." He smiled cheery but Angel glared at him.
"I'm not your mate William." He snapped slightly walking down the hall and down the stairs. Buffy flinched in his shirt when she heard the door slam after him. Why did love hurt?
She sank down on the bed with a sob like sigh. Faith came out from the room across the hall and frowned seeing Buffy alone on her bed. She elbowed Spike in his side, irritated.
"Stop, ogling my sister .....William." She said his name with a silly voice and he squinted annoyed at her.
"Don't call me William." He grumbled returning to her room.
"William." Faith called out taunting him before walking into Buffy's room and closing the door behind her.
"Are you okay B? Where's the angelic one?" She looked around the room for Angel but of course she didn't see him.
Buffy sat up looking miserable. "He left. Because of me and my big mouth he left."
Faith sat down on the bed. "What are you talking about?"
"I pressured him to tell me about his past and then he got upset and left. Oh Faith...." She shook her head. "I always have to push them away don't I?"
To her surprise her sister started to laugh.
"This isn't funny." Buffy snarled annoyed hitting Faith with one of her pillows. "Stop laughing."
Faith held up her palm to excuse herself. "I'm sorry." She panted. "It's just. B it's not that serious. He just needed a time out. It doesn't mean it's over. Right?"
Buffy nodded agreeing. "I know, but everything with Angel is really...."
"Intense?" Faith suggested and Buffy nodded seeing the word fitted perfectly.
"Yes, and it's all gone so fast. It could end just as fast."
Faith shook her head standing up. "Not if you keep trying. Look at me and Spike. I never thought I'd see him again when I left New York and now look here I am with him again."
Buffy remembered what Angel had said. He and Spike, knowing each other in N.Y. What else had he said? Yeah, they'd gotten into a lot of trouble. She wondered if she should tell Faith.
"Oh Faith...."
Her sister stopped by the door with a smile on her face. It wasn't often Faith looked that peaceful. Buffy shook her head.
"It's nothing, Go to your man while you can, I don't think mom will appriciate him living here when she comes home."
Faith nodded and left her room leaving Buffy to brood on her own. She couldn't let it go. She wanted to know more about Angel's past. She couldn't explain why she just wanted to. To understand him better and to know him.
She sighed and lay down on her back. Sometimes life wasn't so grand.
"You're awake?" She asked sleepily and he nodded.
"Been for a while, you're very cute when you sleep."
Buffy did an embarrased face. "Oh yeah well.....if you say so." She wrapped her arms around him and sighed. "You know Angel." She started thoughtful. "These weeks have been great. I mean, it's all been great since I met you but....." She crinkled her eyebrows and he glanced down at her.
"But what?" He asked kindly.
"We've talked about so much but....we've never really talked about you."
Angel's face got a shadow over it and he sat up tensly. Buffy frowned and sat up too putting her hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, it's just, my past. It's ....my past and I like to keep it that way." His voice lacked its usual sweetness and Buffy got worried. She wanted to know everything about Angel, no matter how bad it was.
"It's just, you know like everything about me and it feels like I don't really .....know you."
Angel jerked his head around to look at her. "Buffy, you know me. I'm the guy you met a couple of weeks ago, bartender, crazy about you. Do you need to know more?" He asked looking searching into her eyes.
Buffy nodded slightly. "Maybe I don't need to. But I want to." She moved closer to him and put her chin on his shoulder. "I want to know everything about you. Everything that's ever happened to you." She explained and Angel got the tiniest of smiles on his lips but it disappeared quickly.
"It's not very pretty." He admitted. "I mean knowing Spike for example...."
Buffy sat up straight with crinkled eyebrows. "You know Spike? I mean as of before this?"
Angel realised he'd said something he wasn't supposed to and looked away. "Well, it's....." He interrupted himself. There was no point in lying. "Yeah, I knew Spike. And Drusilla." He added.
Buffy felt sad over these news. Not that she minded him knowing Spike, it was just. She would've wanted him to have told her before. When they'd first met Spike. The person sitting in her bed now, who was he? If he kept things like that from her, what else was he hiding?
She got out of the bed and pulled on his shirt.
"Buffy." Angel reached for her but she back away.
"Angel, please. Tell me." She begged sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Tell me about you."
He sighed and his dark eyes looked tortured. "Yeah, okay." He shook his head a little. "Spike and I knew each other a long way back. We came here, to the US at the same time. Started school together. Were a couple of outsiders, I guess that was how we bonded."
"You're not from here?" Buffy asked.
"No, I'm from Ireland. Spikes from .....well Britain of course. We came to New York. Became friends despite our differences and .....met some girls." He glanced at Buffy to see her reaction but she just nodded wishing him to carry on.
"Darla and Drusilla. They were something." He sighed. "We used to get in trouble. A lot of trouble." He got out of her bed and walked over to the window, distantly looking out on the town outside.
"We were a gang. But, you know .....four people can't agree all the time. We drifted apart and I ended up here."
Buffy shook her head. "Angel you're hiding something. What is it?" She asked walking over to him taking his hands. "You can tell me."
She could see in his eyes that he really wanted to tell her but then he shook his head and walked away from him.
"I told you everything, there's nothing more to it." He said starting to get dressed.
"Angel" Buffy pleaded but he seemed determinded to leave. She walked over to him and put her arms around him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push you. But I ....I think I deserve to know."
Angel looked down on her. "You do, and I told you. Now I have to leave. Inventory to do at the Bronze. Will take a long time."
"Don't lie to me." Buffy said warning and he pushed her away from him as he pulled on his sweater.
"I'm not. I'm sorry Buffy but I have to go." He gave her a quick kiss before taking his jacket and walking out the door just as Spike came from Faith's room.
"Mornin mate." He smiled cheery but Angel glared at him.
"I'm not your mate William." He snapped slightly walking down the hall and down the stairs. Buffy flinched in his shirt when she heard the door slam after him. Why did love hurt?
She sank down on the bed with a sob like sigh. Faith came out from the room across the hall and frowned seeing Buffy alone on her bed. She elbowed Spike in his side, irritated.
"Stop, ogling my sister .....William." She said his name with a silly voice and he squinted annoyed at her.
"Don't call me William." He grumbled returning to her room.
"William." Faith called out taunting him before walking into Buffy's room and closing the door behind her.
"Are you okay B? Where's the angelic one?" She looked around the room for Angel but of course she didn't see him.
Buffy sat up looking miserable. "He left. Because of me and my big mouth he left."
Faith sat down on the bed. "What are you talking about?"
"I pressured him to tell me about his past and then he got upset and left. Oh Faith...." She shook her head. "I always have to push them away don't I?"
To her surprise her sister started to laugh.
"This isn't funny." Buffy snarled annoyed hitting Faith with one of her pillows. "Stop laughing."
Faith held up her palm to excuse herself. "I'm sorry." She panted. "It's just. B it's not that serious. He just needed a time out. It doesn't mean it's over. Right?"
Buffy nodded agreeing. "I know, but everything with Angel is really...."
"Intense?" Faith suggested and Buffy nodded seeing the word fitted perfectly.
"Yes, and it's all gone so fast. It could end just as fast."
Faith shook her head standing up. "Not if you keep trying. Look at me and Spike. I never thought I'd see him again when I left New York and now look here I am with him again."
Buffy remembered what Angel had said. He and Spike, knowing each other in N.Y. What else had he said? Yeah, they'd gotten into a lot of trouble. She wondered if she should tell Faith.
"Oh Faith...."
Her sister stopped by the door with a smile on her face. It wasn't often Faith looked that peaceful. Buffy shook her head.
"It's nothing, Go to your man while you can, I don't think mom will appriciate him living here when she comes home."
Faith nodded and left her room leaving Buffy to brood on her own. She couldn't let it go. She wanted to know more about Angel's past. She couldn't explain why she just wanted to. To understand him better and to know him.
She sighed and lay down on her back. Sometimes life wasn't so grand.
