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Chapter 2

Daniel's P.O.V

"Mate, you are totally whipped!" I told Alex while patting his back dramatically.

"Am not!" he shrugged my hand off his shoulder then crossed his arm on his chest. "Why don't you find someone who's really into you and you into her for good. That way, you can see the real meaning of love?" he trailed off.

"You know I don't do long-time relationship ever since the day I had Jared in my care. I promised to focus all of my attention to Jared and those girls I hooked up with were just to relieved the pressure on my lower part." I said, frowning from the sudden memory of my past. I unconsciously squeezed my hair.

4 year ago... (Flashback)

It was our term break in high school, and one of a guy in year 11 class invited us to a massive party in their house. Being the reckless 17 years old back then, all we think about was getting drunk and getting laid for some good time. Obviously, we agreed to come without any second thoughts.

That was the time when I met Chloe, Jared's mother. First time I saw her, it felt like I was in love at first sight. She was the most beautiful girl I've ever laid my eyes on. She had her brown hair in ponytail, she has sweet pink lips, sexy body and sweet giggles. Every man on that party was drooling over her.

My head was already spinning from drinking half bottle of the brandy that I found on the table when Dylan called me to introduce to his cousin Chloe. Everyone knows that Dylan is a drug user and up to no good at all, that's why I was confused why Chloe was hanging up with a messed up guy.

I was introduced to Chloe casually which took my very best not to stutter in front of her and embarrass myself. Good thing was that the alcohol I drank was already kicking up in my system.

I asked Chloe to dance with me which she excitedly agreed. We swayed to the beat of the music until we were grinding to each other. Abruptly, we ended up making out and caught in sexual passion. I dragged her to a vacant room upstairs of the house and gone all the way.

The next morning after the party, I woke up naked with a throbbing headache and beautiful naked Chloe next to me. My smile suddenly vanished after realizing that we didn't use any protection that night, which may result to Chloe getting pregnant.

Chloe and I became a couple for three weeks after the party, before she had the first sign of pregnancy. I thought she was the one I will spend my whole life with but I was wrong. I asked her to marry me when I turned 18, but she declined, saying that she doesn't want the child.

She tried to convince me to abort the child. I was scared of my future and the responsibility of being a young father, but it is against my value to take an innocent life. I held my ground and ended up convincing her to continue with the pregnancy. However, she agreed to my idea under her conditions- which are: 1. we will give her money all throughout her pregnancy state; 2. after the child was born, she will have nothing to do with him.

My mum and relatives supported me by helping me to meet the first condition of Chloe. I was so messed up that time as exhaustion was eating me alive. I had to go to school every morning til afternoon and I had to work as a part-time waiter to earn some extra cash at night. I didn't want to depend to other's help at all, although I was really grateful to them.

April 22, Jared was born and every problem I have had vanished. That day changed everything in my life. The first time I carried little baby Jared in my arms, I made a promised that I will give all my life to him. I vowed that I will love him for the rest of my life, no matter what.

As agreed, Chloe left us after a week of resting in the hospital. We never heard of her until one night. My mum and I were at the living room watching the news on the television; we were surprised to see Chloe being arrested by the police for drug trafficking together with her cousin Dylan. After a couple of weeks, they were sentence for a 4 years' imprisonment.

(End of flashback)  

Jared grew up as a lovely and polite boy with me and with the help of my mum. I finished my high school and got enough grades to get into University to do Bachelor of Law.

Right now, Jared just turned 4 years old a couple of month ago. I can say that I raised a wonderful and loving kid.

"Hello? Earth to Daniel?" I was snapped back to reality by Alex, who narrowed his eyebrows looking confused at me.

"What were you saying, mate? Sorry about that." I said trying to act cool.

"You drifted away again eh? I was telling you some girl's name that you might be interested to date, like Amanda Bynes" he said.

"Amanda? NO WAY! She is a crazy psycho." I answered shaking my head roughly, as if the idea of being with Amanda has scarred me for life. That girl was a psychopath and creepy. She wears a makeup trying to look like Maleficent with high cheekbones but it always turned out creepy. To add up into her creepiness, she has a laugh with high pitch that can actually brake a glass if put in the microphone aloud.

 "Who do you want to be with then?" he deadpanned.

"I want to be with an angel. And if that angel walks here right here, right now, I'll definitely do my best to get that 'angel' to spend the rest of my life with." I said shrugging.

I told that to Alex because a) I'm not fond of relationship at the moment; b) that thing would be so impossible to happen; c) I don't believe in angels anymore and d) just to humour Alex.

My mum really adore angels; in fact, she had a massive collection of angels at home. She always tells me an angel story when I was little. I remember that I really love hearing her story especially about guardian angels. I always feel protected when thinking about having a guardian angel by my side.

My adoration and believing in angels disappeared when two uniformed soldier came knocking at our door one day. My father was a soldier fighting in Israel and he was my biggest idol. He was my hero. And it all ended up when the two soldiers showed up and told my mum that dad is gone.

I was only 7 years old back then and it ripped my heart to pieces seeing my mum trying to be strong for both of us. I remember asking mum about dad's guardian angel who were supposed to protect him all the time. From that day, I stopped believing in angels and I stop depending from other's care except from my mum.

Alex laughed boomed across the lobby from what I said. He was holding his stomach as he laughed for the entire 2 minutes before calming down.

"You are so weird mate. Anyways, if that's what you want, I'm really praying for that angel to come and heal you from being stupid. So it is a deal then" he said offering his hand to me to seal the deal.

I threw him the pillow from the couch which he easily dodge and went straight to the floor.

"Pick it up bitch! Someone might accidentally trip with that. And yes, you got a deal." I said.

"Ohh..let it be mate. Why, afraid that your angel might get hurt?" he teased.

"Shut up dickface." I answered.

Apparently, we were 10 minutes late from the second class from talking and teasing non sense. Every student was already busy trying to focus in thinking how to defend their chosen topic for the debate of the day.

DING!

Our attention were quickly turned to the elevator and waited for the person inside to come out. I was actually hoping that it wasn't a teacher or else we will be in trouble for staying out the class.

"Here comes your angel." Alex said wriggling his right eyebrow.

"Shut up". I snapped.

We suddenly heard someone fell to the floor and saw books scattering everywhere followed by a guy's voice saying 'Oh shit!'

Alex and I looked at each other and realized it was the pillow I threw at him who tripped the poor guy. We stood up quickly from out seat and went toward the guy to help him pick up all his scattered stuff.

I was stunned from where I was standing when I saw the guy; he has a toned body which is neither muscular nor slim, he was wearing a light blue shirt, a black skinny jeans and a high cut style Converse. His hair was black and he has a natural brown skin tone. He looked up at me and my eyes met with the blackest and shiniest eye I've ever seen. We stared at each other for about 5 seconds and I quickly looked away to avoid the awkward feeling that I suddenly felt.

Alex helped him pick all his things up alone while I did nothing but to stand and stare at the boy.

"Thanks for the help mate. I really hope that karma will get those idiots who put that stupid pillow there. They were so reckless" Alex winced after hearing that and awkwardly replied "Yeah" while scratching the back of his head.

"I need to go now. I'm actually late for my class. I appreciate your help. See yah!" he trailed off running to his class.

Alex cocked his head towards with a smirked plastered on his face. "So, your angel is a boy. And guess what?" he asked.

"What?" I snapped.

"He has the same class with us." He answered a smile plastered all over his face.

My heart was beating so hard in my chest from the strange feeling I felt a while ago. What was just happened to me? What was that thing? I've never felt that same feeling before except the time when I first saw Chloe. Why now? I not gay, am I? No way... I always like girls. Thinking about guys really grossed me out. But I can't fathom the feelings I'm having right now.

I was trying to avoid an eye contact with Alex because he can read me easily. Instead, I directed my focus on the floor that suddenly became interesting. While scanning the dumb floor, my eyes landed on the handkerchief lying on the corner far left from where the guy stumbled. I think that it belongs to the guy since it wasn't there before he came tripping a moment ago.

I slowly walked to pick up the handkerchief while feeling Alex's stare on me. My heart suddenly leaped out of my chest and I felt my faced suddenly got paled.

"Daniel, are you okay mate? What is it?" he asked, looking concerned.

I handed him the handkerchief and pointed at the name written on the side of it. His jaw dropped and his eyes almost popped out of its socket from what he's seeing.

After a moment, he regained his composure and slowly turned to me with face as pale as mine. "He... He... He's an angel."

I nodded and gulped because suddenly, my lips and throat became dry as the desert.

For in the handkerchief, there was a name embroidered in cursive font at  the corner. A name that I wasn't expecting at all...  ANGELO.

A/N: That's the Chapter 2 people. Next, we will get to know who Angelo is.

Watch out for Chapter 3. I'll upload it very soon.

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