Jordan let Angela into his apartment, she walked over to the armchair and sat down, putting her hands nervously on her knees.

Jordan headed for the kitchen "Want a coffee? " he asked. "Sure" she replied, it was probably best that they stuck to non-alcoholic drinks.

Jordan made two cups of coffee and handed one to Angela , he sat on the sofa and cradled his cup in his hands.

"Angela, I never blamed you for the miscarriage. I handled things all wrong, I should have got through the whole thing sober and not drunk. I thought I could block out the pain and in some way thought I was protecting you..Being drunk was the only way I could pretend that it hadn't happened.."

"I wanted that baby so much Jordan, I had begun to think about buying stuff for it, I was totally wrapped in the idea of us being a mommy and daddy.." she said quietly.

Jordan met her eyes with his "I know you did babe, I did too" Angela sighed deeply and took a small sip of her coffee before continuing.

"The day after I lost it, I tried to talk to you, I wanted you to hold me and tell me we'd be ok. Jordan, you wouldn't come near me and couldn't even look me in the eye. You were hurting so much and you wouldn't share it with me. I thought it would have made us stronger together and instead we seemed to totally distance ourselves from one-another..."

Jordan stood up and walked to where she sat. He sat on the arm of the chair and put his arm around her shoulder. She rested her head on his chest and could hear the rapid pounding of his heartbeat.

"I can understand why you left Angela, truly I can. I couldn't be the person you wanted me to be because I didn't know how we could recover from the loss of the baby, I had turned to drink to ease my pain and I never realised that you thought I blamed you. It should have been me you turned to, I should have cried on you and let out my pain with you..not a whiskey bottle. I'm so sorry..."

Angela tightened her arms around Jordan's waist. Jordan kissed the top of her head.

"You've always been the one for me Angela , always. If I could change everything that happened I would do things so damn differently, believe me I would"

"and I wouldn't have ran away" she whispered. She looked up at him and her bottom lip trembled.

"I've missed you so much.." She started sobbing into his chest.

Jordan felt a lump in his throat, he had waited for years to hear her utter those words. "Can we start over?" he asked pleadingly. "I don't think I can lose you again"

Angela swivelled in her chair, she sat on her knees and reached out her hands to cup his face. The butterflies returned as she looked into his eyes, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a deep kiss. Angela didn't pull away, she stood up still locked to his lips and held him tightly to her. Jordan's breathing became heavy and he let out a moan, his hands slid down her back and rested on her ass.

Angela pressed her body into him and Jordan stood up, head to head and still kissing they backed into the sofa. Jordan lowered Angela down onto the soft leather, he wanted to be inside her, he wanted to taste her and to hear the moans escape from her that only he was capable of making her scream out. Angela was kissing Jordan harder and more urgently, she had missed his hands on her , she had missed being this close with him. Nothing else felt more right that being as one with him.

She fumbled with his belt and undid the button of his jeans, Jordan hoisted up her skirt with one hand and his fingers then found a way into her underwear, he rubbed her slowly and firmly, Angela gasped with delight. He pulled his mouth away from hers, Angela looked into his lust filled face, he looked drunk on her.

Jordan whispered huskily into her ear "I love you so much..."

Angela nibbled his ear, making Jordan moan with pleasure and a hint of pain, she gently took a hold of his erection and massaged it slowly, they were both wet and both ready. Jordan leant over her as Angela parted her legs for him, as he slid into her he pulled her up into a sitting position, Jordan was supporting both of their weights on his own.

He backed Angela up against the wall and thrust as hard and far as he could into her, Angela screamed out in ecstasy and grabbed Jordan's hair tightly, Jordan thrust harder and faster and Angela matched her pace with his.

They both reached climax at the same time, Jordan rested his head on Angela's chest and Angela let her head fall onto his.

Both were against the wall panting, Jordan felt Angela unwrap her legs from him and soon they were both holding one-another tightly.

Jordan looked at her, she was glowing and looked radiant. He smiled and stroked her cheek tenderly. His heart felt like it was about to burst, he was so happy he felt complete once again.

"Are you okay?" he asked her concerned. She looked as if she were about to cry again.

"I'm fine Jordan, I'm just happy" she smiled through her tears.

They held each-other for a couple of hours, talking and making plans for their new future together. Angela and Jordan knew that there was still Angela's engagement to Matt to break off, but Jordan wasn't about to let guilt come in the way of what he loved and wanted most in life.

"We should get back to school" Angela said dreamily.

Jordan laughed at her and kissed her forehead gently " There's another thing you always used to say, you always ruined my fun" he joked.

Angela giggled thinking back to the time they'd skip lessons to make out in Red in the school car-park.

"We have to go back Jordan...We're expected" She said semi-impatiently.

Jordan sighed, was it so wrong to want to be alone with her after all these years he thought."Okay..C'mon"

His arm wrapped tight around her, they walked back to Liberty High both excited to have re-kindled what they thought had long been lost to them.