Angelic Love

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched- they must be felt with the heart"

His crystal green orbs glistened as they shot through my soul trying to make me feel something, but I could and would never be broken out of this cage, but somehow something felt right, something felt different.


3. Chapter 3

The blonde and brown haired stranger looked deep into my eyes while bringing his hand to my cheek. I flinched away from him, not because I was scared in any way, I just didn't want him to find out my secret. My wings twitched in my shoulder blade sending a strange, but somehow comfortable feeling down my spine and trough my body lighting my skin on fire. He must of seen the affect the wings had on my because he looked at me with confused, beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sun. "I'm not going to hurt you" he whispered gingerly. His hand hung loosely around my waist whilst his other rested on my blazing red cheeks. You might think I'm so innocent because I'm blushing already with just his hands around my waist and cheek, I'm really not, I mean I've had a boyfriend and whatever before. I've had sex and stuff before, just with no one I truly loved. "I'm Niall, what's your name?" He was still whispering to me and talking to me like I'm a child that just got scared because I've seen a spider or something. I hated that. "I'm Elena" I looked into his eyes to see them alight with something other than pity, sympathy and worry, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. "Well, Elena why where you here in the first place before these dickheads showed up" as he said this, he pointed over to the unconscious, tattoo covered men lying on the cold concrete ground. Usually I'd say some thing like "you know what, they deserved it!" But something stopped me from thinking anything remotely near mean or threatening. This stupid pure angel crap is getting on my nerves already. "Where do you live, love?" He asked me a little louder getting more comfortable around me. Where did I live? I really can't pinpoint where I am and I can't exactly tell him everything, so what in the world can I tell him? "Ammmmm..... I actual ran away from my home so I really don't have anywhere to-" I was just about to finish the complete lie when one of the guys, actually the one who was gripping me in a steel lock, started to stir behind us. I really was not ready for this and I don't think Niall was either as he grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me along with him as we walked down a brightly lit up street until we got to an ally way. As we came round the twists and turns in no doubt record speed the tightly wound grip on my upper arm loosened slightly. I looked up at the boy in front of me, realising his beautifully shaped cheekbones that a model would have died for. I really didn't have time to observe anymore as he grabbed my hand with such force and was so unexpected that I stumbled and fell on my hands and knees, well knees and one hand because he still had a death grip on the other one pulling me up to my feet only to be flung over his shoulder. I wasn't really about to complain saying that my knee really, really hurt and, well, he was pretty hot, let's all face it. "Are you alright?" He asked. I could feel the vibrations going through him and into me as he spoke. "Yeah just my-" I was cut off by the pain in my knee dwelling. I looked down at it to see the newly open gash seal itself back up within a few seconds. What the hell is happening? My mind couldn't exactly process this so I told myself to calm down and steady my breathing, that always helps to calm me down no matter what. "It's one of your many angel abilities" something in the back of my mind told me. Angel abilities? I don't really know what that is but it sounds like it could really come in handy. "Just your what?" His voice sounded so confused, but I couldn't tell him the truth. "No sorry it's ok I just thought I scratched me knee" I told him. He looked down at my knees. "Nope, not even a scratch" he chimed. "You don't say" I replied sarcastically hoping be wouldn't pick up on it too much. Thank god he didn't and soon we came to metal steps leading up to a door. "Look, since you have no where to go, I thought maybe you could stay here" he stated. He wouldn't even realise how grateful I truly am at this moment in time, he basically saved my whole living thing and probably saved me before I went insane trying to think of a place I could actually think of staying in. He put me down flat on my feet again and steadied me as gravity desperately pulled down to the ground after being carried by someone else. "Thank you so much" I shook my head at saying this in gratitude and plain disbelief at how nice this guy was. "Ok follow me" he led me through the brown wooden door into a beautiful hallway filled with different shades of blue on the wall and elegant carpet mopped the floors. "Hey, guys could you come here for a sec?" He bellowed, making me flinch back at the unexpected shout. He didn't notice though as four boys came down the stairs. First a boy with fluffy, brown hair styled into a messy style that looked like it only took ten minutes but actually took nearly an hour. He had beautiful blue and green eyes that held childish mischief as well as a flirty side. The next boy that came racing down the stairs had a slight beard with his brown hair styled in a quiff. He was quite buff looking, but not too much. His eyes were chocolate brown that made you melt by just looking into them and held such kindness, it hurt. The next had black hair also styled into a high quiff. His eyes also a muddy brown that could make a million girl's hearts stop along with his perfectly styled stubble. But the last boy that came down the stairs was the only one that made my heart actually skip a beat. His curly, deep brown hair was pushed back with a black bandana. His tanned arms showed his biceps he had been clearly working at for a long time as they where so prominent. They where covered with many tattoos that fascinated me so much. His black t-shirt showed his toned torso well and went along perfectly with his black skinny jeans that hung loosely on his hips. But the thing that stuck me most if all was his eyes. His eyes, it's the eyes.

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