So sorry for the wait loves! With the passing of a friend, a family member in a car crash and more my mental health was rubbish for a bit. I'm doing better now, I hope you enjoy this chapter! It's a bit long but it gives you an insight on Angel's life and so on.

Also-thank you for 2k reads! It means a ton.

I wake up in a pleasant mood, in contrast to my normal when I awake. Not that I don't enjoy being awake, I do of course considering I've always got so much do, it's rather the getting out of bed that's the hard part. Considering I've got hardwood floors and a decently big room, the air is always much colder to what it is under my incredibly duvet. Though this morning I'm not groaning at the temperature change to come once I unwrap myself from my cocoon of cloth, but I am quite literally jumping out of my bed and making my way towards my en-suite with a smile on my face.

Last night after Zanthus asked me out on a date, something that still baffles me completely, we went back inside and chatted with the other boys for a bit before taking our dessert out of the oven, It was quite good to my thinking that I had wrecked it with my horrible baking skills. Jax enjoyed it a ton, considering the inhumane quantity he served himself, so I figure that's even more to say it turned out well.

It grew dark soon enough, to my dismay, and I didn't want to overdue my stay. Around eight or nine I found myself asking Zanthus for a ride back home. He seemed a bit upset about it as well, but I reminded him we would be going out tomorrow night as well which brightened his mood yet again. The car ride home was nice, a bit awkward to say, but expected considering it was our first time alone in a car. The soft sound of Zanthus's surprisingly good playlist hummed through the speakers, keeping the atmosphere just below tense.

When we got to mine, he walked around the car and opened my door for me. In spite of my previous thinking, it's became apparent to me last night that chivalry really is not dead. We exchanged numbers once I recalled I didn't have his, which would cause issues if something came up. Zanthus had walked me to my door and bid me goodbye with a short hug before I voiced a bye from where I stood inside and shut the door, as he scurried back off to his car.

The only detail that causes me to be a bit upset when overlooking yesterday's events is the fact that Zanthus did indeed stay very quiet when we were together. He seemed to go even more so mute after he asked me out last night, which left me feeling a bit uneasy about the whole thing at the time, and it still does now.

Does he regret it? Does he not truly want to go out with me tonight? It would be entirely upsetting if that was the case, but it would save me from undergoing a more intense embarrassment if he were to reveal this to me after we went out. I shake the thoughts from my head and decide I could do with a good shower to clear my mind from my multitude queries regarding Zanthus.

Checking the time on my phone once I step inside my en-suite, which I left on the counter last night before I went to bed, it reads nine twenty-eight in the morning. This isn't too bad, considering it is a weekend. I would like to say I'm an early riser, but I just was not blessed with those genes. I do a double take of my screen once I realize there's a notification there, something which I never seem to have so it's a real surprise to me. I feel my stomach flip and my cheeks rise in heat when I take note of the text my lock screen holds.

'Good Morning Angel x -Z'. it reads simply, but it's so much more than simple to me.

Oh lord, how am I meant to respond? Of course I could send back a 'good morning', but would that suffice? I'm not one to text much, or ever really, so I am breaching an anxiety attack when it comes to the thought of texting him back.

What if I send the wrong thing? What if my text upsets him? What if he thinks I'm trying to hard? What if it looks like I'm not trying enough? The list of doubts in my head runs on forever really. I jump a bit as I hear a dinging noise come from my phone, it vibrating in my hand and capturing my attention back again. I all about faint as I see it's yet another text from Zanthus, though this one reads different to the initial.

'My apologies if I woke you love, I didn't take the hour into account x'. I'm about to switch my phone and jump back into bead and have a proper melt down, when a loud banging on my room door causes me to let out a lasting shriek. I look over with a pounding heart, only to see it's my imbecile of a brother standing with smug smile on his face at my obviously frightened reaction.

"You're a proper dolt, you know that William?" I say as I regain my composure, only receiving a string of laughter from him.

"Oh come on then, my little Angel. I know you love me for it." Will says to me as he all but dives into my bed, landing with a soft thud.

"That's not true. I hate you, in fact. You're the absolute worst brother known to mankind. Maybe I'll just-" i'm cut off by the groaning of my older brother and let out my own laugh at his feigned annoyance.

"Come off it now, won't you? Get your arse over here." He directs me, and his command is not one I oblige to as I skip my way over towards him.

I am about to sit down next to his form, when I feel two arms make there way around my legs and pull me onto the bed. I yelp at the sudden action and shut my eyes tight, hoping that'll do some sort of damage control for me. I land with a much heavier thud to my brother as I end up landing on top of him, rather to the mattress.

"You prat!" I exclaim, but can't contain my laughter as Will barks out hysterical cries in his humor of the situation. "You ask me to come off it, and this is how you repay me?" I accuse him, but he just continues to laugh at the whole situation.

"So how's my little Angel doing, then?" He proposes, ignoring my previous question which I don't pay much mind to.

"I'm doing well, sir." I respond as I salute him, to humor myself of course.

"As expected, good soldier." Will plays along with my antics, much to my amusement. "Though really, Angel. How's my baby sister doing these days? I feel like it's been ages since we last talked." I can't help but smile at how soft my brother really is when it comes down to it.

"It's been over a fortnight, Will.  Well over one, might I add." I watch as a frown makes its way to his face at my noting.

"M' Sorry. That's my doing. Dad's had me in the office day and night. He wants me to take over VP next fall, so figures I'm practically bunking there. " He murmurs as he pets my hair down a bit, a frown etching my features at the mention of my father.

"It's alright. I understand, you're a big boy, got bunches of responsibility and that." I wave him off and distract myself from thinking too much about my absent parents, though Will doesn't take it.

"It's not alright, Angel. You're all alone here." He saws begrudgingly and I am already sure he's scolding himself for being a bad brother, which he isn't in the slightest.

"Stop that, Will. You're the most outstanding brother anyone could ask for. It's not your fault dad's working you so much. It wouldn't be fair of me to ask you to stay home anyways, I know you do love working, and you've done so incredibly to get where you're at now." I scold him, before continuing on. "Plus, I'm seventeen years old, I'm completely capable of looking after myself. As well,  are you pressuming I've got no friends, William? Quite offensive, that is." I feign hurt which gets me an eye roll from my one person audience.

"You know that's not what I meant, rella." Will nudges me softly, calling me his classic nickname of mine. "And it doesn't matter how hard I've worked, I should never use work as an excuse to neglect my family, especially you. I don't care how old you are, you're my little sister, you always will be. It's my job to take care of you." He informs me, and I snort a bit at his last comment.

"Actually, it's mum and dad's job to care for me. Lord knows what a good job they've done at that, though." I state bitterly, and Will just sighs and pulls me closer to him at that statement.

"You know what? Fuck mum and dad. I may love them, just as you do, and they may love us, but they're not ones to show it yeah? And it may not be my direct job to look after you, but I care about you so I'm going to despite what you have to say of it. Just because are parents have done a shit job at loving you doesn't mean I'm going to as well." Will remarks without waver in his tone, but I still rebut to his statement regardless.

"That's just it, Will. I don't want you to feel obligated to care for me. I don't want to be a burden of sorts to you. You can leave me alone, I really don't mind too much." I am instantly met with a pair of upset eyes at my statement.

"I don't think of you as a burden at all, Angel. Did you not catch the part where I said I care about you? Of course were siblings by blood, but that doesn't mean we have to look after each other. I want to be here for you because I love you and I don't want you to be lonely or unhappy, ever. I know I take the piss sometimes and say you're work and so on, but I never mean it. You're my little sister, yeah, but you're also my best friend. I could not dare imagine a world without you. I don't want to either, which is why I'm going to spending more time with you, and you don't have a say in that." He lays out to me, I know I don't have to doubt that there are tears making themselves known at his small speech.

"How do you plan to do that if dad's got you under lock and key on the daily?" I propose with my voice wavering in emotion, my brother only holding me closer to him as he takes note of my state.

"Like I said earlier, fuck dad. He's just going to have to deal with it. If that means pushing my promotion back a bit, so be it. In all honesty, I think it's bullshit that he needs me there so often. I practically grew up doing this shit, I don't have much to learn. Regardless, you're more important than a promotion, must I remind you." He informs me, planting a small kiss on my forehead once he's finished.

"I love you, Will. I really do." I mumble into his shirt, my body now cocooned around him like a koala would a tree, holding him as tight as possible.

"I love you too, Angel." He speaks softly, returning the hold just as tight as I am giving, though maybe not too tight to crush me of course.

We sit like that for just a bit before the unfamiliar dinging noise from my phone cuts through the room, signifying I've gotten a notification. My face instantly pales as I realize the only person who could possibly be texting me is Zanthus, who is forgotten to respond to earlier.

"Now I'm not trying to be rude here, but the only contacts I have ever seen in your phone are mine, mum, and dads. Oh, grandma and grandpas as well." He teases me with his last sentence, earning himself a slap from me before he goes on. "Therefore, I'm a bit confused at who may be texting you at the moment. Care to share this information?" William asks me, and I just shake my head a bit, more at myself then him, as I detach myself from him and head towards the ensuite my phone sits in.

"I can't believe how pathetic I sound when you put it into perspective." I comment, picking up my phone in the process.

"Hey! You're not pathetic, you just fancy keeping to yourself more, nothing wrong with that yeah? Plus,, there's obviously a new contact in your phone, that's good. Who is it?" He goes on, but I ignore him as I read over the notifications on my screen.

To my surprise, it wasn't actually a new message. The same to notifications are on my screen. I figure my phone went off again since I haven't dismissed them yet, or opened my phone either. I can feel myself begin to freak out yet again at the fact that I've really got to respond now.

"What'd they say?" I hear and turn to see a somewhat concerned and confused looking William.

William! Perfect. He's of the male species, he can give me some input.

"I need your help." I whine in a juvenile manner, but at this point I've got no mind to think like an adult.

"Talk to me, ace." He shoots my way, and I trudge over with my phone in hand towards the bed again.

"Respond for me! I can't do it, I think I'll have a proper breakdown if i ponder over what to say any longe." I push my phone into my hands and falling face first into one of my pillows.

"Angel Rose Bellamy, are you talking to a boy?" I hear William query incredulously, and i cringe realizing what I've just done.

"No." I squeak, burrowing my face further in the pillow as I know what's next to come.

"Despite how convincing you just sounded, I'm going to have to object. I'm sure Z isn't a girl, though correct me if I'm wrong. It could as well be one. My brother says, the first part of his statement undeniably sarcastic.

"Well you see, I met this-" I'm immediately cut off by William glaring daggers at my now upright form.

"I'm going to behead him." He lets me know, my eyes widening in horror at his viscous declaration.

"William! You will do no such thing." I exclaim, though he only rolls his eyes at me.

"I will do just as I please. No boy gets to talk to my sister. They're all incompetent pricks when it comes to relationships, I will not allow you to be a victim of their ways." He scolds me, which I return with an eye roll as well.

"He's an incredibly nice lad, Will, I swear it. You know I wouldn't settle to be around him if he wasn't. He's surely respectable by your standards. I know it." I explain, softening his expression a bit though not stopping him from going further on the subject.

"Really? Who is it then, I might know them." He raises his eyebrows my direction, and I instantly freeze as I realize he undoubtedly knows who the boy I'm talking to is.

Let me tell you, the things he knows about him are far from pleasant.

"Uhm, well you see, you don't know him. He's just, he-" Will doesn't seem to be having my stalling , to say the least.

"Oh out with it Angel. If you're so sure he's a good bloke it wouldn't be an issue to tell me who it is. Unless you were lying about that part." He narrows his eyes a bit at me after his last sentence.

"I wasn't lying, that's not it. It's just..." I trail off, but Will only motions for me to continue on. "You have to promise me you'll let me set his defense in full before you jump to conclusions." I tell him pointedly, knowing that's the only way I'll be able to salvage this situation.

"Alright, alright I swear I will. Just tell me who it is now." Will gives in, though I hold out my pinky for him to lick anyways which he obliges to with a small smile.

"Uhm, well-" I gather my thoughts and figure out the best way to present this.

Lord protect us all.

"It's Zanthus Black." I rush out avoiding eye contact with him as I do so, knowing his reaction is going to be anything but pleasant considering the name I just dropped.

"No." Is the simple response that I receive from William, a cold flat expression overtaking his once soft features.

"Will! You just pinky-promised you would let me explain it all before you made a decision!" I let out, exasperated at as unfair antics.

"That's because I don't need to hear anything you've got to say about him. I know who he is, Angel. I know more about him than you do. He is not a good guy, and there is no way in hell I will let you get on with him." Will sends daggers my way, harshly setting my phone back down on the bed. 

"You don't know a thing about him! I know what you're thinking, and i get why you're so upset, but you have to listen to me on this. I was the same way about the whole thing when he first started to try and reach out to me. It wasn't until I actually opened up to give him a second chance free of my presumptions that I realized how good of a guy he really is. I know he's done things in the past that aren't right, but he has his reasons. Everyone does, you of all people should be know that." I reason with him, hoping to open his mind in regards to the affair amongst me and Zanthus.

"Angel-" My brother begins, but I cut him off just as quick as he began, knowing it was just going to consist of him trying to defend himself.

"No. You need to listen to me for once, please. It's completely unfair of you to disregard his honest character and judge him so harshly when you haven't even spoken to him in person before." I tell him, holding my ground on where I stand with Zanthus.

"That's because he doesn't speak, Angel. He's an absolute prick of a boy who's to weak to even speak up when people-" I don't think I've ever been more upset with my brother to how I am right now.

"Don't you dare start to comment on his speech. Just because he doesn't run his mouth all day like you doesn't make him any less than you. You don't have to be a twat, William. He's got his own problems and you have no idea what those are or how they protrude on his daily life. You are in no place to talk on him at all, really. Just like you said, he hasn't spoken to you." I spit at him, not even realizing how foul I was being towards my brother, who's arms I was crying in just minutes ago.

It's silent for a bit, both of us a bit shocked with my outburst, which I can't help but feel a bit bad over now that I've gotten it all out. Will opens his mouth, though closes it directly like a fish out of water. He observes me for a bit, inquisitive expression on his face as he does so. I can't help but feel bad about what I'd said, a frown etching my features.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get so worked up over it all, it's just..." I don't finish my sentence not really sure what else to say, and to my surprise Will just shakes his head, stopping me from going on.

"No, don't apologize. You're completely right about it all. I don't know a think about him other than what I've heard through the grapevine, and that's not very reliable when making a true conclusion on one's character. It's only fair of me to listen to you side of it all." His words shock me, truly, though I don't pass up a second to rely my thoughts of Zanthus unto my awaiting older brother.

"He's really an outstanding character. I mean, he treats me so well, and it may not be fair of me to make a judgement of him since I've only been entangled with him for a weeks time, but it's all been well. Of course at first I was opposed to getting to know him at all, for the same reasons as to why you reacted so negatively, but once I was persuaded, by his best mate actually, to give him a second chance it only looked up. He's so soft, you know? He doesn't talk a bunch, and at first I thought it was him being rude but now I don't mind a bunch. I reckon he's got reasons for that. He's really incredible. He writes notes to me sometimes, like he asked me to lunch by a note, and asked me if I was alright, things like that. He opens my doors for me, and pushes in my chair, Zanthus is really honourably chivalrous. I was at his house yesterday night and-" I am cut off by the spluttering of my not so composed brother by this statement.

"You were at the lads house? Did you not think to ask someone before making such a decision?" He proposes, and I just wave off his comment knowing my reasoning is all fair.

"Who was I to ask? None of you are ones to pick up the phone. I've been living practically on my own for months now, it's only fair I get to make my own decisions such as to go to a friends house if I'm the one taking care of myself." I inform him, and a sheepish look takes over his face, before it's replaced with an upset one.

"Fair, fair." He let's me know, gesturing me to continue on with my place on Zanthus.

"Anyways, I was at his house the other day and at first when we got there he was quite upset. I think he'd been crying, his mum's got some issue of sorts but I didn't really pry. He asked me to bake after he'd settled, and he even put his arm around me when he was teaching me how to..." I trail off a bit as I realize the unappeased look settled on my brothers face. "Yeah. Then he went outside to get some air since I was with Jax and Xander, but I followed him out and he asked me on a date! A real date, I hadn't even talked to a boy other to you up until week before last, of course not taking into account doing so for school's means. Either way, he asked me on a date, Will! Zanthus asked me, out of all the other girls at our college, he chose me! Can you believe that?" I gush, finally happy to be able to share my thoughts and such on Zanthus with someone other than myself.

"I can believe that, actually. He's a smart bloke for choosing you. You're brilliant, Angel, every aspect of you is. Don't doubt that." William lets me know, and I blush a bit at his sweet comment, causing him to chuckle a bit. "In spite of my previous opinions on him, I must say he does sound like a proper lad." Will continues, an extremely wide smile stretching my lips at my brothers approval.

"See! I told you that I just had to explain it all." I tease a bit, but also hint a bit of seriousness behind my tone. "Oh! I've completely derailed from where I started. Text! We've got to text him back!" I recall, my heart instantly speeding up at the thought of talking to Zanthus.

Is that normal? Oh well.

"What are you on about we've got to respond? You've got to respond, I've got to humor myself with your misery" Will exclaims with a cheeky smile, earning him a proper smack across the back of his head.

"Oh come, Willy. You have to help me. You love me, don't you?" I put on the biggest pout and puppy dog eyes to any I've done before.

"Fuck, alright. Stop looking at me like that." He agrees, and I all but shriek as I repeat back thank yous and hug him tight. "Well come on then, are you just going to cling to me all day or are you going to pull up the texts?" He asks me, and I flush red a bit at his statement.

"Right." I affirm as I dust of nonexistent dirt and sit up proper, reaching for my phone before tossing it back over to Will.

"I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm helping my little sister text a boy for christ's sake." He mumbles, which I just laugh at a bit before situating myself so my chins on his shoulder overlooking my screen in his hands. "Right then, what's so difficult about this? He said good morning, why didn't you just say it back?" Will questions, and I huff a bit as I sit back on my heels.

"It's not that simple." I defend, and hear a bubble of laughter released from him at this.

"How so?" He challenges, turning to catch my sight, and all I can do is glare at him in return. "That's what I thought. I'll type it up for you though, rella. Don't worry you little Angel head over it." He coos with false sympathy, and I can't help but smile at his banter. "There you have it, I sent him a proper response. Now we've just got to play the waiting game.

"What? You didn't show it to me before you sent it!" I exclaim as I lunge for my phone to read what my brothers conjured up. "Are you kidding me? You asked him who he was calling love? That's utterly embarrassing, Will. He was being sweet!" I shout at him, mortified with what he's sent alongside his 'morning' text.

"No boy who I haven't met will call you anything besides your birth given name. You gave me the phone as well, so any damage is at your fault really." He winks playfully which I respond to by shoving him, a bit too hard not to my knowledge and ending up with him on the fall groaning. "The hell!" He shouts at me from the floor, but I can't help finding the humor in this situation.

I hear that now becoming familiar ding of my phone and screech.

I've really got to get my head on straight.

Or not.

"Oh my god! He text back already!" I roll off the bed in the most adequate manner so I'm seated next to my brother, who just looks at my no devilish hair and heavy breathing form before laughing.

"Give it here." Will reaches for my phone, but I am quick to lean back so it's out of his grasp.

"No thank you. I don't fancy a repeat of your last message." I narrow my eyes at him before I turn my attention downwards to my phone screen.

"Well at least tell me what it reads." He feigns desperation, laying back down and sprawling his body across the floor beside me.

"'I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable by  calling you that, I should've asked if it was alright first. x.' You twat! You made him feel bad about calling me love! It's not even a big deal." I smack Will playfully on the stomach who props himself on his elbows to level with me.

"Is to! That's an endearment people use in relationships." He states firmly, even though him and I both know he's being over the top about this.

"Yes, but it's also one people use to address others regardless of their relationship status." I rebut, speaking up again before Will can try to fight me on this. "Anyways, I quite like it, so I'm not going to tell him to stop it." I smile as I click on the screen, brining the keyboard up so I can begin to type.

'No! Don't worry, you can call me that if you'd like. X' I respond to him, not giving myself time to overthink before I click the blue arrow.

I show my response to my curios brother, whose eyebrows furrow as I do. "That is entirely cringeworthy, rella." He informs me, which makes me frown deeply.

"Is it really?" I ask him, now feeling rather embarrassed by what I sent and ready to power my phone off. He doesn't get time to respond before my phone goes off again.

'No, it's alright. I shouldn't have anyways. Aside from that, I was wondering if you've got anything in specific that you'd like to do tonight? I have a pln if you don't, but I also wanted to see if there's something you'd enjoy to do in particular.' Zanthus's message reads, and I can't help but find myself a bit upset that he said he won't call me love.

Does that mean he doesn't actually want to? Does he hate me?

Jump to further conclusions, why don't we Angel.

"Tell him you want to have him over for dinner tonight." My brother's voice comes from beside me, causing me to almost drop my phone not aware he was there.

"Absolutely not!" I crane my neck to the side in order to face him. "That would end in a proper mess, especially with you here. Plus, he said he's already got a plan, likely where were actually you know, doing something. What do you propose there's to do here besides eat some fast food, because lord knows neither of us can cook." I offer to him, hoping he'll drop the subject soon with my valid reasoning.

"Watch films or some of that shit. Paint each others nails, play some scrabble, I don't really care. Though I will not allow my little sister to go out on a date with some boy, Zanthus to be precise, when I haven't had a proper meeting and analysation of them. No way in bloody hell that's happening, Angel. Good shit, you're seventeen, but that argument is bollocks when it comes to this." Will says a bit harshly, though I know his protective nature is all out of the good in his heart.

Well, I think it is.

"Please, Will, give me a break! It's not like I'm planning to go shag him or something of the sorts. And I highly doubt that was on his schedule for tonight either." I say pointedly, a bit exhausted to put up with more arguing between me and Will.

"You don't know that for certain." Will glares at me, which I respond to by simply collapsing my body from it's sitting position to be slumped across my floor, like Will had been before he sat up.

"Oh sod off. You know it wasn't." I wave him off, hitting him in the gut when he goes to protest.

I stay like this for a bit, thinking of how to convince my brooding older brother to allow me out of the house tonight. Honestly I would just leave, but I've got too much respect for Will to do that. I pick at my fingernails, going over all possible routes I could take to get him to say yes, but my planning is interrupted when the oddly cheery voice of my brother cuts through the air.

"You'll be proper ecstatic to hear that Zanthus would love to come over here tonight." Will grins down at me, and it's now I notice my phone in his hand.

"What!" I shout at him, reaching for my phone, though he just tsks at me as he holds it away from my reach.

"Well, maybe you won't be too excited, but surely I am." Will comments, ignoring the clear daggers I'm glaring his direction at the moment. "Anyways, considering you weren't going to propose him to come here, I reckoned I would just help you out a bit So being the fantastic older brother I am, I sent him a note asking if he'd like to spend the evening here, and his response was along the lines of 'that'd be just lovely'. I told you it would be a fine plan, my little Angel." Will informs me in a sickly sweet voice, bopping me on the nose like a child once he finishes.

"I can't believe you. You're such a, you're such a-" I'm cut off by a bone crushing hug from Will, or more so him lurching his body to land a top of mine.

"I'm such an outstanding brother!" He belts out, his voice cracking a bit as he attempted to do so in a high pitch, causing both of us to burst into a fit of laughter, no longer fussing over his medalling in my relationship.

Or soon to be relationship, to say.

"You're truly something else, William." I state once I've sobered up enough to speak properly, and Will's situated with his legs acorss me

"Yeah, yeah. You've told me once or twice. Though I know you love me too much to care of my twatting around." He rubtts, and I simply nod in agreement, knowing he's right.

"You've got me there." I respond, only getting a cheesy smile in return from him.

"Of course I do. Who doesn't love me?" He feigns an american girl accent, flipping his imaginary hair in the process.

"Oh hush up won't you." I lean forwards to cover his face with my hand, only to be met with him licking it causing me to shreik and pull back, wiping the reminents on his shoulder.

"It's alright though, I love you to rella." He coos, coming towards me to plant a huge kiss on my cheek earning him a rightful shove. "You want to know what else I love? Meeting new people, new lads in specific. Which wors perfect, because I cannot wait to meet Zanthus tonight!" He reminds me, which recieves him a second shove, though I must admit I'm not as upset about the whole thing about it as before.

I feel my insides flutter and my heart skip a beat when I recall Zanthus, especially the fact that he called me love. Good lord he's going to be the death of me if he keeps on how he is. Despite the nerves making their way into my system at the thought of having him in my house within hours, I can't deny the pure excitement I've got over it all. Zanthus Black is going to be in my home, with me, on a date, tonight.

And in regards to my brother being there to meet him tonight...well I presume that it would've been inavoidabe no matter what. They've got to bond at some point, if you think about it in perspective. And it reckon it won't be a proper mess, I mean they are both adults.

They'll get along just fine, yeah?

So I hope that wasn't too much for you to read! My apologies that Zanthus wasn't in this chapter directly, it was necessary to have this chapter and set the bond between Angel and Will, as well as give an insight on her mind and personal life. Thank you for reading, I've got 2k on this platform and some may not see that as much, but I didn't even reckon I'd get over 10 or so. It means the world to me!