When Angela woke up, it was still pouring outside. The streets were flooding, and there was no way that she could attempt to get home, not with Warren there. It was 7:00, and Angela was beginning to think if she'd ever get home. She looked over at the chair, and saw Warren sleeping there. Angela found it hard to breathe when she looked at him. She saw a blanket on the floor beside him, and figured, if she was so eager to be close to him, then why not make him comfy?
" Ok Stronghold…you're just covering him up, don't go crazy." She thought to herself as she picked the blanket up. She carefully tucked the blanket into Warren until she saw that he was completely covered. When she went to walk away, a warm hand gently grabbed her wrist.
" Hey." Angela turned around and faced Warren. His dark eyes were casting a spell on her. He pulled Angela closer to him until she was directly on front of him. " You're shaking." Angela was guilty of that…she was shaking, but not from the coldness.
" I'm just cold…" she lied. Warren looked up at her. If she was cold, then he could change it. He stood up, over sizing her, and pulled her into his chest. Angela felt a sudden warmth overcome her as Warren ran his hands up and down her back and to her neck. She rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes. She didn't know exactly what Warren was doing, but it felt good.
" I'm not letting you go out in this storm Angela." Warren said as he entwined his fingers in her hair. " You can get hurt." Angela sighed contently.
" But…my mom and dad would be worried…I have to somehow get home." She felt Warren grow tense. He released her from his grip, and looked down at her. His eyes weren't the regular cold, dark eyes. They were concerned and pained.
" I cant let anything happen to you…I wont let you get hurt." He placed his arm around her. " I would never let anything happen to you." Angela shivered and looked up at him.
" Then I should call…just to tell them that I cant make it home." Warren smiled and nodded.
" That's of the phone lines aren't down." Angela smiled and took out her cell. Warren smirked and sat back down on the chair. " That's not fair." Angela stuck her tongue out playfully and dialed the number. The phones lines were down, and there was no way she could reach her parents. She heard Warren chuckle in the background and looked at him.
" That's not funny…and you know it." She watched as he let his dark hair fall on front of his face. She was breathless yet again.
" Are you alright?" Warren asked as he saw Angela struggle a little. Angela smiled and nodded.
" Of course I'm ok…" she wasn't ok. She knew now why she was always blushing and crap around Warren. She loved him, no doubt. Warren then looked at her funny. As if he knew what was wrong with her. Angela felt herself blush again. She hated it when she would do that on front of him, it was embarrassing. Warren smiled. Angela was innocent…most of the time. He was getting a clue to why she was so nervous. He felt the same way, but he never made it obvious.
" Ok…whatever you say." Angela thought he was about to walk past her, but she was surprised when Warren took her in his arms again. This time, their lips were lingering dangerously close. " You can tell me anything, you know that." Warren nuzzled her forehead gently. He felt a shiver run down Angela's spine. His dark hair was shielding Angela from the light. Angela couldn't breathe again… the warmth of Warren mixed with her love for him and his scent made everything tough. Angela suddenly felt something-warm tough her lips. She realized that the other lips belonged to Warren. It wasn't the longest kiss in the world, but it was good enough.
" I'll take you home when the storm calms down…I promise." Warren spoke softly. Angela sighed and smiled.
" I don't think I wanna go home."
Warren/Angela...tell me what you all think..Warren's Peace
