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Video: To Make You Feel My Love covered by Kris Allen.

Chapter 23

Daniel's P.O.V

I couldn't control the shaking of my feet while my fingers were fidgeting with each other rapidly, due to me being nervous from what Angelo was about to say. I know that he reassured me that everything was fine, but I still couldn't shake off the feeling of fear if Angelo decided to dump me. I just couldn't live my life now without Angelo. My whole life wouldn't be complete without the angel by my side.

After a while, he came back from downstairs. . I looked at him, trying to masked all the worries and anxiety I was feeling. He was holding one of my mum's magazines.

I patted the space next to me. "Sit here." I said. Surprisingly, he obeyed without any questions. "What's up?" I was thankful that I didn't stuttered, but it was obvious that there was a little bit of shaking in my voice.

"It's about my family." He answered. I actually felt quite relieve that it wasn't about dumping me or leaving me and all. However, I felt quite strange about how Angelo was acting when it comes to his family. I mean, he never spoke about his family for the past whole month that we're talking, chatting, and messaging with other. He seemed upset at the mention of his family.

On the other hand, I was actually planning on something all day. I've been practicing it since the first day Angelo gave me a chance to court him. And every time I tried to say it, a lump would suddenly get up on my throat and would block all the courage that I could muster in me.

But tonight will be the best night to do it. I have a feeling that before we talk about his problem about his family, I needed to make sure that I will be beside him, supporting him through his difficulties or whatever it is about his family.

I coughed, trying to clean out my throat from anything that might block my voice. "Actually, can I tell you something first?" I asked.

He looked at me, a bit of relief on his face, and smiled at me. His brown eyes were shining from the fluorescent light. "Sure, go ahead."

I stood up and walked to my bag placed on my table and scrambled through my things to find my Ipod. I seated back beside him once again while trying to fix the knot on my earphone. "You know, I've been practicing this since the day 1 I courted you. But every time I try to tell this to you, I was chickening out." I muttered a silent cursed because the stupid earphone won't come off.

I didn't realise that my hands were shaking until Angelo held it. It calmed my nerves almost instantly as soon as I felt the warmth of his touch. "Relax." He smiled and I took a big breath in and out in return.

"Okay..." I put the right speaker of the earphone on Angelo's ear and the other one on me. "After almost a month of practicing it, I realised that I wasn't really good in words. So please, listen to this song as it tells you exactly what I really feel and what I have been wanting to tell you the whole time." I said, looking straight to his eyes. "Close your eyes, my angel." And he did.

I pressed the play button and the music started with a melodic sound of piano. And after a short while, the first line came in followed by the whole song.

When the rain is blowing in your face,

To make you feel my love.

Yes, I will be here to warm your weary heart and to help you with your burden in life.

To make you feel my love

I would never cease or even get tired of holding you even for a million years.

No doubt in my mind where you belong.

Ever since we first met, I know that you would change my life in the best and I'll do everything but hurt you.

To make you feel my love.

I would do anything for you, just tell me.

You ain't seen nothing like me yet.

I can reassure you that I will be the only man who could love you the way I do.

To make you feel my love

We will reach every dream you have together and share the happiness with each other.

As I opened my eyes, I saw Angelo's tears streaming down from his closed eyes. "Angelo..." I whispered. I couldn't say a word enough to describe how I am so in love with him.

He opened his eyes slowly and looked at me. I wiped away his tears. "You know..." he spoke up between sobs. "I was praying last night to give me a sign if you are the one for me. And then this morning, when I saw Jared, the reason why I got late from the class and came stumbling behind you on the first day we met, when you told me he was your son, I know that it was the sign that I asked for." He wiped his tear. "I am sure you are the one."

I didn't realise that I was also crying until the first tear dropped on my hand. "Angelo, I don't think I just like you. I love you now. I love you more than anything in this world. You and my son Jared makes the whole me." I took his hand. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

He jumped on me and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back and felt the pleasurable heat radiating through our body. I buried my face on his neck and savoured his rosy scent. "Yes, Daniel." He whispered to my ear. "I will be your boyfriend....and I love you too."

I hugged him tightly as I remained my face buried on his neck. The feeling was euphoric and I haven't felt this kind of feeling ever before. If this can be addicting, I would let myself get so addicted to this feeling.

We remained like that for more than a minute I could remember before he broke his hug from me.

I looked at him smiling. "Can I..." Again, I couldn't say the word I wanted. "Can I..uhhh..." He quirked his eyebrow in response, more like challenging me to say what was on my mind. "Can I kiss you now?" I finally said, blushing really hard.

His face suddenly gotten serious, and for a second, I thought he's gonna break up with me too soon, but he just showed me his elusive and satisfying smile. "You will be my first kiss. Make it memorable." He said.

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Angelo's P.O.V

"Close your eyes, feel my love." He said. Although it was a bit cheesy for my first kiss, I still felt hoity-toity from it. He was Daniel after all; he defines cheesiness and a bit of awkwardness.

I closed my eyes. After a while, I felt a soft and warm flesh touching my lips and then our nose touches. My heart beat picked up rapidly all of a sudden and my senses where focused only on one specific things; the person kissing me.

It wasn't like the kiss I always see in the movies where they almost eat each other out, eating and sipping each other's' saliva or biting each other's tongue. Our kiss was calm, soft, and euphoric. No sexual innuendos or any other stuff. It was just the perfect meeting of lips of two lovers. Volts and volts of electricity surged in through my system and I was in cloud nine. His hands caressed my hair while holding my neck.

I didn't realize I was crying until he removed his lips from mine. "What's wrong?" he asked, worried.

He wiped away the tears from my eyes as I opened them. "Nothing is wrong. Actually, everything is perfect. It feels good, and I couldn't help myself but to cry, not because there is wrong, but because I'm happy. No I'm not just happy, I'm more than happy right now."I replied.

He kissed me on the forehead. From that moment, I felt true love for the first time in my life.

We spend the night sharing stories about our childhood while snuggling on his bed. I learned that his daddy passed away when he was 7. Back then, he believed in angels just like Jared, but soon after his daddy died, he stop believing, until recently he made a bet to Alex, thinking that the idea was way impossible, that he'll spend his life with an 'angel' and if that 'angel' would walk through them. And that's when I came to his life.

He also talked about Jared's mother, though I insisted that he doesn't need to tell me, he still did. He told me how he fought for Jared and right that moment, I knew that he was a real good man and a father. I loved him even more.

After he ran out of things to tell about himself. I took it as my cue to start my story. I told him about my childhood. How I grew up alone with my three aunties as my guardians. I told him about Nathan as my only friend. There was a slight change on his expression when I said Nathan's name but it quickly vanished in the blink of an eye. I didn't ask him about it.

After a while, I told him about the inevitable topic, my family. The room suddenly shifted from euphoria to a slight depressing mood. He said that it was alright if I didn't feel like talking about it, but I know that sooner or later he'll have to know about it. We are a couple now and I know I could trust him with my very soul.

I seated on the bed and grabbed the magazine I brought from downstairs. I turned on to the page 9 and showed it to him. He copied my position and held the magazine.

He gasped. He looked at me and back to the picture printed on the page, his mouth was hanging open. "You are...You are a royalty?" he asked, dumbfounded.

There in the page was our family photo taken a week after I arrived in Australia. It was taken when I was introduced to the world as a Grande. I remember that day really well. Everything was perfect and I was extremely happy that I finally achieved a family. But I was wrong.

"Royalty? No. More like gentry." I answered.

"That's why you look familiar to me. And your family name sounds familiar as well. I actually heard rumours about your family's surname around the university but I chose to ignore it.  I want to know you in person and not how people describes you." he said.

I smiled. "Yes, Grande was a powerful name to hold onto. And I chose to live a simple life, not eating with fancy silver spoon and sitting on a soft cushion at home doing nothing."

I told him about the whole family history and about the business. I also told him everything about my life starting from my childhood up to the day I decided to migrate and live in Australia. I told him how close me and my mother, and how I didn't know my father for the first 17 years of my life. I told him how my dad tried to control my life, hence the reason why I ran away from home and started a simple life in Brisbane. I told him everything.

He just seated there and listened to me. And whenever I got upset from rethinking what happened in my past, he was just there comforting me and taking the pain away with his kisses and comforting hugs.

"How about your eyes? Is that a part of your ancestry by any chance?" He asked.

"You mean this?" I looked at him, showing how my brown eyes changes to black. He gulped and nodded. I told him about my eyes' condition and how it was passing on from generation to generation. I also told him how it was triggered by my emotions and the way I can control it.

I was about to tell him about my butler Sebastian as well, but it was already  late by then. I got tired from the whole story telling  about our lives. So we decided to go and lie down on his bed. It was actually funny how I fit in his body really well.

We actually had our fist argument that night. He kept on insisting that he would take the couch downstairs. He was worried that I might not be comfortable sleeping with someone, but I reassured him that it would be okay as long as he doesn't do crazy things. He promised that he'll behave. He actually had to sleep with his clothes on that night because he always sleeps with just his boxers when he is alone.

Now we were snuggling on his bed, sharing the heat of each other. It was a wonderful feeling.

While he's stroking my arms with his warm hands, I said: "If you don't love me anymore, promise me to let me go."

He stopped brushing my arms as he looked at me confused. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"I mean exactly how I said it. Just promise me." I said.

He just sighed and hugged me tightly while looking at me intensely and passionately. I could feel the vibration of his heartbeat on his chest. "Listen to this..." he paused and kissed my head. "I will stop loving you the day when a mute tells a deaf that a blind saw a paralysed walking on water or if a mango grows on an apple three on the 30th of February. That, I could promise you."

He kissed me goodnight and we slept in comfortable silence. Nothing but love.

The song "To Make you Feel my Love' still ringing in my head as I slowly fade into my sweet dreams.

It was a really good night.

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