Angela turned to Jordan, she saw the hurt and confusion in his face and he quickly looked away from her, taking a long drag from his cigarette.

"I had to..You were better off without me" she said sadly. Jordan walked towards her and bent his head down to her face.

"That's bullshit and you know it" he sneered. He rubbed his eyes and took a few paces back from her.

"I let you down , I let myself down. Jordan, you wanted that baby so much and I couldn't give it to you" she started crying and Jordan's attitude towards her softened a little.

"Ang, it wasn't your fault, these things happen sometimes. What hurt me more was you dumping me and taking off" he murmured, he wanted to hold her so badly right now.

Angela bowed her head, she knew she shouldn't have ran away but she was so scared that he would have left her first. She didn't know what to think or feel, all she knew was that she could barely handle her own grieving let alone someone else's.

"I couldn't watch you go through that hurt Jordan..."

Jordan sighed and took Angela's hand in his. "We need to talk properly, not outside in some car park. Let's go to my place"

Angela nodded her head. "Let me just go and tell Danielle where I'm going, I'll be right back.."

Jordan lit another cigarette as he waited for Angela. He heard footsteps approaching and turned to see Shane.

"Hey man, where did you get to? Why did you leave that hot chick?" Shane was a little drunk and finding it hard to maintain his balance.

"Angela turned up bro, I needed to see her, I got stuff I need to sort with her man" He looked towards Shane for understanding.

"Ah man no, she'll mess with your head again man..just let it go..Let her go" Shane was practically begging.

"I can't Shane, I can't let her go again..At least not without proper closure this time round"

Shane shook his head and shrugged " She'll keep on hurting you dude, just you wait and see.."

Jordan looked to the cigarette in his hand and before tossing it away said "That's a chance I'm willing to take"

Shane patted Jordan on the back and started to stagger home. "Hey Catalano.." he shouted.

"Yea?"

He staggered back over to where Jordan was stood and leant on him "You know where I am dude, if you like...need me or something"

Jordan slapped Shane on the back, grateful for his support. The thing about Shane was that no matter what , he stuck by his friends and respected their decisions. "Cheers man" he smiled.

Shane stumbled away and Jordan was left alone with his thoughts.

"Jordan, are you ready?" asked Angela. She had been watching the exchange between Shane and Jordan but decided to stand back and not interfere.

"Yea, let's go" he smiled. They walked side by side in silence, both thinking about the past and how they could have changed what had happened to make it all go so wrong.

As they had walked a couple of blocks the rain starting pelting down, viciously and unrelenting. Both Jordan and Angela started sprinting, shrieking with laughter, by the time they reached Jordan's apartment, they were both soaked to the bone.

Jordan got his door key and opened the door, he ushered a shivering Angela into his apartment.

"Some fuckin summer this is!" moaned Jordan as he took off his T-shirt.

Angela looked around his apartment, it was tidy and quite small compared to her house. The wooden flooring was shiny and he had black leather sofas and a wide-screen TV, there was a cosy woollen rug in the middle of the floor.

Angela stood there dripping, her clothes were saturated. She looked around and wrapped her arms around herself.

Jordan noticed how wet she was and pointed her towards the bathroom. "Go get out of those wet clothes, I'll grab you some of my clothes..you'll find a towel in the bathroom"

Angela went into his bathroom and looked around. His after shave was spread out on his bathroom sink and she took the lid off of one and inhaled deeply. Mmmmmmmm His smell, he smelt so good, she had never forgotten that.

She peeled off her clothing and wrapped herself in a huge cream towel, it felt so soft and warm on her wet, cold skin.

She walked back into the living room to see Jordan sat topless in his jeans on the leather sofa. He looked her up and down and smiled.

"I've never seen a towel look so good on someone"

Angela smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. "I've never seen a man look as good as you topless" she whispered.

She sat down next to him and Jordan stood up to get her some clothes. "I'll be right back..Don't go anywhere"

Angela laughed, "Like I'm going to go anywhere wearing just a towel" .

He walked into his bedroom and before she could think of what she was doing, she automatically stood up and followed him.

As she went into his room, the first thing she saw was a framed picture of the two of them on his bedside table. They looked so happy and so in love. She felt tears brimming in her eyes as she looked at it.

Jordan turned around to find Angela standing right in front of him, in nothing but a towel.

"Ang, what are you doing?" he whispered. Angela slowly put her hands around his neck, she let her lips meet his and they kissed.