Here's chapter 15 written really early in the morning on adrenaline the night I got home from my 2 weeks away from the internet. I nearly DIED. And I missed you all terribly, by the way. :D

Disclaimer: Why do I bother? No one reads these. Well, I don't own RENT. Happy?

--Marky is naïve--

-Angel's POV-

I can't believe this finally happened.

Earlier… Collins woke me up in a very nice way- by kissing my neck. It felt wonderful. Poor Collins… he had a bad dream. Well not really bad, just weird. And then…

I think this is the happiest I've been since… I don't even know.

We've been lying here for quite a while, I think. I have no clue what time it is. I don't care, either.

"Collins, baby?"

"Hmm?"

"That was… amazing. Do we have to go home? I want to stay here." He laughs and shakes his head.

"But I thought you didn't like the motel room. The bathroom is dirty, and the floor is stained." He mocks my reaction from last night. "Well I guess if you really want to I could stand to just lie in bed with you for a few minutes… or hours…" He pauses for a moment. "You know, I could just stay here forever and be completely happy."

"Me too. But I think I told my mom I'd be home this afternoon, and I think we still have shopping to do, if you're up for it…"

"You want to go shopping? I would've thought you'd be too sore. That's why I'm driving us home, right? So you can rest." I giggle insanely.

"Fine! Okay, I admit I'm just a little sore. So we'll just stay here all day? That's not much fun."

"Well, what do you suggest we do that doesn't require walking… or going home?"

I think for a minute. What is there to do?

"We could… tell funny stories. I'll go first. So this one time, I was playing pretend games with Miguel, and he picked up this little army man and put it into one of his shoes. Then he threw the shoe at the door behind me, as he yelled 'Duck and cover!' so I ducked, and he jumped on me. He was using that poor army man as a decoy so he could tackle me."

"Erm… that wasn't actually that funny. But it was cute! Let's see… Once I stole Roger's graphing calculator and programmed it to say 'Fuck You' whenever you tried to put in an equation. And only a specific math problem would end the program. He never figured it out, and had to wipe the memory to fix it."

"Okay, now that was funny." We both continue with our random stories, until I have to ask the question we both hate. "What time is it?"

He pulls out his cell phone, looking at the small screen. "It is currently… 11:45. And it takes half an hour to get home. Do you want to stop for lunch somewhere?"

"Okay. Where shall we get lunch?"

"I don't know. Somewhere. Anywhere."

We end up getting in the car and driving around town for an hour before deciding to go back to the pizza place in our own town. So we drive back there and when we go in Mark, Roger, Maureen and April are all there!

"Collins! Angel! Did you guys have fun yesterday? You went shopping, right?" Mark asks (innocently, I might add).

"Um… yeah. Shopping. Fun." I answer. Collins laughs at my answer and hugs Mark tightly.

"Of course we had fun! Everything is fun when you're with Angel. Hell, I think falling out of a tree and breaking your arm would be fun if you were with her." He's so silly! Maureen pulls me aside a moment later.

"I heard rumors that you two didn't go home last night." She whispers. "I heard that Collins' parents called Mark and Roger and some other people, looking for him."

"Yeah! And Roger told me about that phone call. Apparently it was very awkward." April adds.

I pause before answering. "Well… we ended up staying at a motel in the next town." They both go "oooh" and start giggling, and I blush.

"Did you… you know?" Maureen makes a dirty gesture. April giggles and almost falls over. I just blush even more, and look down at my shoes. Maureen laughs even harder at my reaction. "You did!" She runs over to Collins. "You did! I can't believe it! You were with Josh for a whole year before- oops…" The look on his face stops her little rant.

"Yeah, okay. Thank you Maureen. Now can we stop this conversation and get some lunch?" There's an awkward silence, and finally Roger says something to break it.

"Well sure. Pizza? I'll buy today- my mom gave me money for attempting to clean the refrigerator. And guys- don't worry. Rumors will not be spread at school." He does his best to look tough, like he'll beat up anyone who bothers us.

Well that's comforting.

I was going to do some more with what they did at lunch and stuff… but I got distracted typing up one-shots I wrote while I was away. I wrote them in my notebook, and some of them don't suck! And a couple are going to be expanded to shorter chapter stories. So… I'll get another chapter done for this soon. Review, people! SOME OF YOU AREN'T REVIEWING. -attacks-