| Lance's Angel |
| �Lance?� �Hmmm?� �Can I talk to you?� �Sure,� Lance replied, looking up from his papers. He smiled when his eyes landed on his best friend. �What�s up, Angel?� Annie smiled at the use of his nickname for her. �I have something I need to tell you, something I�ve been thinking about for a long time.� �Ok,� Lance responded, a little confused. �I�m ready.� �Well, I was wondering, um, you know how we used to talk about how we were gonna grow up together and live next-door to each other and our kids would be friends and-� she rambled. �Yeah, Angel, I do,� Lance told her, reaching for her hand. �Sweetie? Why are you nervous? You�re never nervous are me.� �I � I just, I was wondering if maybe we could, well. Lance, I love you. I�m in love with you. I don�t want to be your next-door neighbor, I want to live with you,� Annie admitted, unable to look up at Lance�s face, which she was sure was filled with disgust or anger. �Angel,� Lance whispered, tilting her head up so that she was looking into his eyes. She was shocked to see tears pooling in the beautiful green depths. �Lance?� she asked, confused. �Angel, I�ve been wanting you to say that for so long,� Lance told her, pulling her into his arms. �Really?� she questioned, sighing as they held each other. �Yes, really,� he confirmed, pulling back a little to look into her eyes. �You�re so beautiful, Angel.� Annie smiled. She was beginning to love when he called her that. �I love you so much, Lance.� �I love you too, my Angel.� They sat, still in each others� arms in a comfortable silence for a while. �So what happens now?� Annie asked, breaking the silence. �Well, we should tell the guys that we�re together,� Lance suggested. �Yeah,� Annie replied. �Joey�s gonna be so disappointed, he has a crush on you,� Lance teased her, grinning. �He�ll get over it,� she said, grinning back. �He always does,� Lance added. �Yeah. Lance?� �Yes?� �Are we going to tell, you know, everyone else?� Annie questioned. �The media you mean?� �Yeah.� �Well, that�s really up to you,� Lance told her. �Should we?� she asked, unsure. �Well, if we do, you�ll probably get a lot of attention, but if we don�t, we�ll have to be discreat about this,� Lance said. �I don�t want to have to hide my love, Lance, I don�t know if I can,� Annie admitted. �Well, we have our answer then, don�t we, Angel?� Lance asked, kissing Annie�s forehead. �I guess so,� Annie replied. �You ok, sweetie?� �Yeah. I�m just so happy.� �Me too, Angel, me too.� �Can I ask you one more thing?� �You just did,� Lance teased, tickling her sides. She giggled. �You know what I mean, baby.� �I like when you call me baby,� Lance commented, wiggling his eyebrows. Annie pouted. �Ok, I�m done. Ask away.� �When are you going to kiss me?� she questioned. �I did.� �I meant a *real* kiss,� Annie replied, grinning. �Ok, Angel. How about now?� Lance asked, and before Annie could reply, his lips covered hers. As he kissed her breathless, she found herself thinking that he was the angel, not her. THE END |