I've put the rating up, just to be safe. Sorry if that means you have to stop reading. lv Elz xx

From Fantasy to Reality

Later that evening, after the party, Angel made her way to the gap in the wall. He was already there.

'Happy Birthday.' He handed her a small parcel through the gap. She gently undid the ribbon holding the tissue paper together. Inside was a necklace. It was made out of wooden beads in different shades of purple. Her favourite colour. In the centre was her name, spelt out in wooden square blocks.

'I made it myself out of some of my Mom's old beads.' He told her as she examined the present with great care.

'Its beautiful. Thank you so much.' She looked through the gap into Tyler's dark eyes. She placed her hand in the gap, and he slipped her fingers through hers. The simple gesture made her feel so warm inside.

'I'm sorry about my Dad. He's a prat.'

'It's OK. It liven up the party.' She laughed. Tyler looked through the gap, in between their entwined hands and saw her dark eyes, and her beautiful button nose.

'You're beautiful.' He told her.

'I'm so not. Anyway you shouldn't say that. I've got a boyfriend.' They both sighed. Angel clasped his fingers tighter and they both sat in silent for a bit.

'I forgot about him.' Tyler sighed, releasing her hand. Angel grabbed it, before he could let it go. She gazed into his dark eyes.

'I don't love him. Not really. Not like…' she faulted, but still tried to keep her gaze steady.

'Not like what?' Tyler urged her to carry on, grasping her hand. Angel straightened up.

'Meet me at the bus stop in 5 minutes.' She said walking off towards the house.

'It's nearly midnight.' Tyler called after her.

'It's worth it.'

Tyler turned up at the bus stop, with no idea what to expect. He wanted to know what she meant when she said she didn't love Jamie. She didn't love Jamie like what? He turned to look down the street and saw Angel running towards him.

I don't love him like I love you.' With that she placed her arms around his neck and kissed him. Tyler felt the warmth of her lips against his. It was all his recent fantasies come true. It was even better that his fantasies. He could actually taste her. Feel her. Even smell her. He ran his hands over her hips. He deepened the kiss. Angel gently pulled away and looked into his dark eyes. She took his hand and led him up a path, which went towards the allotments. She guided him amongst the paths of flowers and vegetables, towards a shed at the far end of the allotment.

She reached under a flower pot and pulled out a key.

'It's my Granddad's.' She replied in answer to the question flying around his head. She opened the shed and led him inside, shutting the door after him and lighting an old lamp hanging from the roof.

She kissed him passionately. She started to undo the buttons on his top. Kissing his bare muscular chest.

'Angel. Are you sure about this? What about Jamie?' She interrupted him with a kiss.

'I've never been so sure about anything before, and as for Jamie, I'll finish him tomorrow. Now all I want to do is this.' She whispered in his ear, and felt his skin tingle with the thought of what she wanted to do with him.

'But, we haven't got any…'

'Shh…' She silenced him with another kiss, removing her top and moving his hands to remove her bra, while kissing his neck, working up to his ear. 'It's a risk I'm willing to take.' She kissed his stomach and taking his two hands, pulled him onto a pile of duvets her Granddad kept for covering his crops. His hands wondered all over her. He gently removed her jeans, caressing her thigh. He nibbled her neck, as she moaned and groaned. At last both their fantasies were reality.