Ordinary girl, is she?

Chapter 23: Birthday boy.

''Good morning Angel.'' a deep sexy voice said from beside me. ''Good morning Demon.'' I said sleepily, drawing circles with my fingers on his chest. He tickled my sides. (Well, I am very ticklish.)  I moved abruptly in an attempt to escape him but instead fell off bed.b''Ouch!'' I cried in pain. There I laid, face down on the floor. ''What was that for?'' I kind of snapped at him. ''Fun.'' He replied, giving me his hand. I took his hand and pulled him down with me. 

He fell on me and we rolled on the floor. He was on me, pinning me to the ground. ''You were rough at night.'' He stated, his eyes becoming a light shade of red. Heat rushed to my cheeks. He started caressing my cheeks. ''Hey, look at me.'' He said, smoothly. He pressed his soft lips against mine.It was a soft kiss. I laced my hands behind his neck. Our lips moved in sync against each other...

''Where are you taking me?'' He asked. ''Nowhere! Just shut up and let me blindfold you!'' I scolded him. ''Are you planning on killing me and burying my body somewhere in the forest?'' He joked. I elbowed him in his side. ''Ouch! That hurts.'' I laughed at him and blindfolded him. We were currently in the forest. I turned him around some couple times, just for fun, then took him by the hand and led him in the forest. The boys were waiting by the river. ''I can smell people around.'' He said. He's a vampire, I reminded myself. I opened the blindfold and we all screamed: ''Surprise!'' 

He was dumbfounded. I smiled in triumph. ''You guys planned all that?'' He asked, not believing his eyes. ''It was all Angel's idea.'' Lexis replied. ''But they all prepared it!'' I persisted. ''Bear hug!'' Dave exclaimed.''You guys wouldn't do that!'' Demon replied,still in shock. The boys hugged Demon. I was about to roll on the floor laughing when I felt a hand pull me in the hug. ''No!'' I screamed in vain. I felt my bones crash. ''What are you guys made off?'' I exclaimed. They all laughed at me. ''Poor baby.'' Valentino said, patting my head. I let out a puff. We sat down and ate. We had prepared a picnic for Demon. ''After this, we're gonna hit the beach.'' Lexis said. ''Seems like I've got no choice.'' He stated joking. 

At the beach, the boys made fun of me. Justin Bieber, Sorry was playing. The boys were dancing. I started dancing along them. They changed their clothes all together in the tent. ''Are you sure you won't swim?'' Lexis, who was the most matured among them, asked. ''Yes am sure.'' I sat down and watched them. Dave and David threw Demon in the sea. I laughed at them. They were like kids. No one would say they were the bad boys. Demon was swimming with his t-shirt on. 'Why?' I wonder. Demon came out of the water, his muscles flexing with each movement. He took me on his shoulder. ''No! I don't know how to swim!'' I cried helplessly. Splash. He crashed in the water with me. 

The boys were already gone. Only Demon was left with me. We were sitting, looking at the sunset.I was sitting in between of his legs, his hands firmly wrapped against me. My clothes were still wet from that 'swim' that I had. here was an undeniable peace, serenity and contentment in the silence that had settled between us. He laid his chin on my head. The view was breath-taking. The sky consisted of an assortment of shades, reds, oranges and yellows. The contrast between the sea and the sky makes the horizon look like a  meeting of two worlds. All we could hear was the sound of the waves as they crash against the shore. The salty smell of the sea, was comforting to the nose...

We went in the parking lot. I was jumping around like a small child. He turned me around by the waist and pressed me against the car. ''Thanks for everything.'' He said. ''Shh'' I whispered, putting a finger on his lips. The parking lot was empty. Not a single soul in view. He smirked against my finger and licked it, sending tingles everywhere in me. ''Damn you.'' I whispered crashing my lips against his. Anyone who would see us like that, would say that we were beasts. Our tongues attacked each other's...

A/N:

In the end it's not the years in your life that counts. It's the life in your years.

Sometimes we just have to let things go.

We were born to be real, not to be perfect.