ManniElf18- I know he's not evil, and that's why I thought of changing it... But, oh well. lol. Thank you =)
Buffy knocked on the door to Angel's apartment. She knew he didn't like her coming to his house, for some reason, he kept his home life secret to her. But, she needed to talk to him, or for him to just hold her.
Her training with Giles that night had gone better then planned. She'd let out a lot of anger she'd been keeping inside, and felt free. But what she didn't expect to find when she got home, was the source of the anger, Ted.
I can't believe he was just sitting there! she thought. Acting as if it was already his house too! Mom can be so stupid sometimes. He's evil, I know he is. And I'm not giving in to my Slayer senses... God Angel, where are you?
The door opened after her what seemed to be like hundredth knock, and Angel stood in front of her, looking frustrated and tired.
"Buffy?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I thought maybe we could talk..." she said, quietly.
"Now's not such a good time," he said.
She nodded, and turned away, but he grabbed her arm.
"No, I understand Angel, it's fine. You know what, don't worry about it. Ok?"
"Are you sure? Cause I..."
"No. Um, you go, do whatever it is I so rudely interrupted. I'll be fine," she said, smiling.
Angel didn't look like he believed her, but he nodded and watched as she quickly headed towards the stairway before closing the door.
What was I thinking? Buffy thought, kicking a rock that appeared in front of her on the street. Going to his apartment, knocking on his door. Asking for his help! Who do I think I am? His girlfriend?... Am I? No... I mean, it's there... The undeniable chemistry is definitely there. And the I-can't- sleep-cause-you're-not-beside-me feeling is definitely forming... But, he's so... Private. And I'm not... In, yet. Why is this so complicated? It should be easy. Hello, Slayer here. I slay. Why is confessing my love for a teenage boy so hard?
She sighed as she continued on her walk.
Destination? Wherever my feet take me.
"Hey Buff, it's me, Willow, Wills. I'm just calling because me and the gang are Bronzing it tonight, and wanted to know if you were up for it? If you don't remember the way, call me... Or, you know, go to Angel. Hope to see you there!"
Buffy smiled and pushed "delete" on her answering machine.
Her long walk had cooled her down, but she knew if she even saw just a picture of Ted, it would've done nothing.
She was praying to God that he wouldn't be there when she got home, for his sake, not hers. And thankfully, he wasn't.
Her mother had left her a note on the fridge telling her that she got called in to work, and Ted was giving her a ride. Why, Buffy didn't understand. Her mother had a perfectly good car.
"Bronzing it? No Bronzing it? What to do..." Buffy said as she took a bite of her cookie. She walked over to the sofa, and sat down. "Angel will be at the Bronze. Although, I'm not sure if that's a good or a bad thing... Willow and friends will be at the Bronze. Nothing will be home... Such a hard decision."
She stood up and quickly finished off her cookie before heading into her bedroom.
"Definitely Bronzing it. Now, what to wear? That is a toughie..."
Buffy walked into the Bronze, feeling a bit nervous. She was confused about Angel's reaction to her earlier. Had she done something wrong? Something to upset him? Or was it one of those things where she just didn't understand?
She smiled when she saw Willow waving her over to their table and hurried over.
"Buffy, you came," Willow said.
"How could I not?" she asked, sitting beside her. "Hey guys. Is Angel here?"
"Not so far. Why? You didn't meet up with him?" Willow asked. "Did you guys fight?"
"No... At least, I don't think so... It's confusing. Even I don't understand," Buffy said, shaking her head. "Never mind. Anyone up for a dance?"
"I am."
Buffy turned around to see Angel standing behind her.
"Angel," she said. "Um... I wanted to apolo..."
"You don't have anything to apologize for. I do. I was rude. And I'm hoping my bad dancing will somehow make you forgive me?"
She smiled. "You're not that bad."
She took his hand and followed him over. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he pulled her close to him, a little bit hesitant at first.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"No, I am. I mean... It was a stupid little problem, and your family should come first, and I was..."
"Do you still want to share it? I checked my calendar and I'm yours for as long as you want me," he said.
"How about forever?" she asked, snuggling into him. "That sound good?"
"Sounds perfect," he said, kissing the top of her head.
"Good. We can start forever tonight, as soon as this dance is over, I'll bombard you with all my problems."
"Just what I've been wanting to hear."
"...And now he's constantly hanging around the apartment like he lives there. Angel, I don't know what to do. I swear if I have to put up with him anymore, I'll blow a fuse. And he'll regret ever coming over," Buffy finished, looking over at Angel who was listening to her contently.
"I know what you're going through. I've had to deal with many loser men that my mom brings home, but... As much as I want to hurt them, I hold myself back. Because I can't risk losing Katie. Or my mom getting taken away... Buffy, I know it's probably hard for you, and no one's forcing you to like him. Anytime you want to get away, my door's always open."
Except for today, Buffy thought. "I know. I shouldn't be complaining. I mean, I have it a lot better then some people. But, complaining is in my blood."
Angel smiled. "You're not complaining. Something's bugging you, and you need to share it."
"You're so perfect, you know that? Have I told you that before?" she said, laughing.
"Trust me, I'm far from perfect."
Buffy sighed. "Maybe so. But I can think it."
She looked up at him, and the two locked eyes. He brought his hand up to her face, and ran it down along her cheek. She closed her eyes, and prayed that the moment wouldn't end.
Just as she was about to re-open her eyes, he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her gently.
He's a perfect kisser, that's for sure.
