Here's the second chapter, I hope you all like it, It was done in a bit of a hurry so I hope its okay. :)

Also it appears as though I have spelt 'Roxy' wrong and the correct spelling it actually 'Roxie' but considering I used that spelling in the first chapter, I'm going to continue to use that.

And just to state the obvious, this is a Roxy and Angela story, so if you don't like it, don't read it.

CHAPTER 2-

"I...I can't believe you're here!" Angela stuttered, attempting to avoid her mesmerising eyes.

"Well believe it, I was around, I guess you could say and I heard about your gallery opening and just had to come and see for myself. I'm so proud of you" Roxy exclaimed, sounding incredibly pleased and genuinely happy for her.

"Thank you so much, it means a lot to me that you're here, I mean you where the one who told me to pursue my art career, and that I was better than half the artists out there" Said Angela with gratitude that soon became sarcasm as she remembered one of their past conversations.

"And clearly I was right" beamed Roxy, tucking a piece of her golden hair behind her ear.

For an hour Roxy and Angela talked non-stop about how life has been treating them. Angela was overjoyed and also slightly jealous to find out that Roxy went on a tour around the world and painted about her experiences and Roxy was delighted to find out that Angela was living her dream and to her surprise was single.

Whilst they were both laughing at old college memories, and sipping wine Angela glanced at the clock and was shocked to see that two hours had passed since their meeting and yet she wasn't tired at all, she just felt to fulfilled and generally overwhelmed talking to Roxy after all this time. Roxy then suggested that they take a walk and so they grabbed their coats and their bags and locked the door behind them.

"It's a gorgeous night" Roxy said to Angela, however what she really wanted to say was how gorgeous Angela looked.

"Isn't it?, I go walking a lot at night. I find that it clears my head and its always so peaceful" said Angela whilst looking up at the moon and the stars that were brightening the night.

They both walked for a while, unsure of where they were going, but not wanting to stop, enjoying each other's company too much and secretly stealing glances at each other when they thought the other person wasn't looking. They eventually came across a deserted park, where they decided to sit on the swings side by side. Angela was remembering the times that feel oh so long ago, when she would call Roxy the love of her life, when their passion for art and for each other felt like all they had needed to survive. But things have changed, Angela tried to tell herself, Roxy and I are both so different now and things couldn't possibly go back to the way they were.. Could they?

With Angela slowly swinging on the old, squeaky swing and Roxy staring up at the moon they were both thinking about how much they had missed this. Roxy glanced over at Angela and with an expression of pure admiration, she looked at her face in the moonlight and how her beautiful brown eyes lit up like fairy lights, her skin looked so smooth and how her lips were a sparkling pink colour. Roxy began to remember what it was like to kiss those lips. How it had made her feel like they were the only two people in the world.

"What?" Angela said giggling, catching Roxy staring at her.

"You're just..so beautiful" Roxy replied, smiling at her with admiration and a hint of embarrassment at being caught.

They decided to go home next, not knowing where each other lived Roxy questioned Angela and she replied "Not far from here", so Roxy insisted on walking her home. She was always so polite and thoughtful; Angela thought to herself, I guess something's never change.

At Angela's front door they both felt disappointed that the night had to end. They traded phone numbers, laughing at how corny the situation was, and with took one final glance up at the shining moon. Before either of them knew what was happening they looked at each other and their lips were touching. Without knowing who initiated the kiss and without wanting to stop they continued. Angela hadn't felt this much passion, for a long time. The emptiness that was starting to dwell on Angela momentarily disappeared as their lips were moulded together. Roxy let out a slight moan as Angela's hands moved down her back and they continued to kiss passionately. After what seemed like forever to them both, their mouths slowly parted and they stared into each other's eyes. Roxy slowly leaning out of Angela's embrace tucked a piece of her straying hair behind her ear and them reached for her hand grazing her lips upon her soft skin for just a moment.

"Goodnight" whispered Roxy preparing to leave however Angela could tell that her eyes, not to mention her body, didn't want to.

"Goodnight to you too" Angela replied with a smug smile on her face.

Angela watched as Roxy slowly walked away, down the path, with the moonlight glowing upon her making her look like a goddess. Angela would have loved to paint the gorgeous picture that she was picturing. She let herself into her building and collapsed onto her bed, not feeling tired but feeling overwhelmed, excited, aroused, confused and scared all at the same time. So many emotions were just swimming around Angela's head that she didn't think was even possible to experience all at once. After a while, as she lay down and glanced up at the ceiling in the dark, she slowly fell asleep, the last thought to go through her mind being Roxy's lips upon hers.