He Called Me Angel. Disaster Engagement Series Book 1 Free

Episode 13

lifted my face to kiss me, when the door opened I hadn't even realized that the car had stoped moving. "Miss Knight we have arrived" I was startled because Harry had took me by surprise "thank you Harry” Harry took my hand and I stepped out the car and Michael hurried from the other side of the car and took my other hand "thanks mate I can take her from here" He lead me up the steps to his old flat. I hadn’t been there in two years but it felt like a lifetime until we stepped inside and nothing had changed. I walked in first and smiled as I was taking in all the familiar sights, there was still photos of us in frames dotted around the place and his dads old guitar in the corner that we used to play. The smell of his leather sofa made me feel like I had finally come home. "Micheal I can't believe you still have this place.." he spun me around and grabbed my face with both hands and without a word he started kissing me ferociously, it was like two years worth of pent up s****l frustration we had for each other, he walked me backwards towards the bed room and I hit my leg on the table knocking over one of our photos frames. But he just ignored it and carried on kissing me. He put his arms around me and picked me up all the time his lips never left mines. I was kissing him back just as hard. He kicked his bedroom door opened and flicked on the light and threw me onto the bed and then he knelt down in front of me and started to take off his jacket "open your legs sweetheart" I looked at him like I was nervous and bit my lip but it was just an act, I knew how much he loved playing this game. I spread my legs to expose the fact I wasn't wearing any underwear he let out a grown "Jesus sweetheart I've missed your smooth little p***y, I can see your wet already". I stuck out my chest and lay back in the bed and he bent forward and started to devour me. He was quickly and passionately licking and kissing my c**t "god your f*****g sexy, sweetheart, you make me so hard" his sexy Irish accent was driving me wild "oh Michael I'm so wet" he ran his hands up my body and pulled my dress down to expose my breasts he started to pinch my peaked n*****s "between your legs is my most favorite place in the world" he whispered i wasn't sure if he was talking to me or my v****a but either way I was loving it. I arched my back with pleasure as the exquisite feelings started to take over. "Your soaking sweetheart, I can't wait to be inside you" I couldn't even answer him back I was so caught up his touch. I grabbed his hair with both hands and screeched his name as I came. The sensation was like nothing I'd ever felt before,it was fantastic and surprising I didn't know where it had come from. I lay on my back trying to catch my breath "You are so sexy sweetheart I can't believe you just squirted all over my face that is the hottest thing I've ever seen" what did he mean squirted? When I look down at his gorgeous face he wasn't wrong, he was soaking. I didn't think that was possible "oh I'm sorry Michael that was fantastic but I'm so embarrassed" I covered my face with my hands and he came up and lay on his side beside me "don't be sorry that was fantastic" he started to kiss my neck "oh Michael that feels good" "I'm going to give you the best f**k of your life tonight sweetheart" he stood up in front of me and slowly started to undo his tie he knew he was teasing me. He then started to unbutton his shirt exposing his tanned tight chest and then his Lydia tattoo. He unbuckled his belt all the time never breaking eye contact with me. "Let me see your huge c**k baby" he gave me a devilish smile and pulled his trousers down slightly and put his hand inside and presented it to me."have you missed this sweetheart" he asked. It was just like I remembered it, it was enormous, and perfect he stroked it a few times, he was so hot, I slowly wriggled off the bed down onto my knees and licked the end of his c**k gently and looked up at him, he was smiling down at me, I then took the whole thing in my mouth. He threw his head back in ecstasy. "Yes sweetheart take it all, god your good at that" his d**k was hitting the back of my throat, I then took it out my mouth and spat on the end working it with my hand, he grabbed my hair with both hands and I deep throated his d**k again. I started to play with my exposed breasts with one hand and played with his balls with the other I knew he loved that. "Jesus Lydia, your so f*****g sexy. Do you remember I made you a woman in this room" his whole d**k was in my mouth but I let out a little screech of pleasure at him saying that. The memory of him taking my virginity was such a turn on. I let his c**k free from my mouth and stroked it hard with my hand "you taught me how to suck your d**k baby, just the way you like it" "holy s**t sweetheart I'm going to come, stop what your doing it's too good" but I didn't listen I deep throated him again. Slipping his d**k in and out of my mouth. He grabbed me by my arms and pulled me up onto my feet. "I told you to stop you little tease" he was stroking my hair with both hands and kissing me like before and it felt great. I was still wearing my dress around my waist so I slipped it off onto the floor and kicked of my heels. Micheal stepped out of his trousers and we were both naked standing kissing and rubbing our hands all over each other naked bodies, I was on my tip toes to reach him. "I forgot how tiny you are, my little sweetheart" I let out a little giggle. "I broke away from him and lay on the bed "your beautiful" he said. He looked at me completely naked on his bed, and his eyes were full of lust. "I love that you still have your Michael tattoo" "of course I do baby" "what does your boyfriend say about that, I bet he isn’t happy is he?" "I don't want to talk about him...I want you to come deep inside me!" "oh yes I can do that" he calmly walked over to the bed and lay on top of me and then he kissed me again, "I love you Lydia I've missed you very much" "I love you too baby" he kissed down my neck stopping at my collarbone and down to my n*****s taking one in his mouth at a time. I was still wet from my earlier orgasm "are you ready for me sweetheart" I wrinkled my nose “no I'm scared your too big" he broke into a laugh "just relax you'll get used to it, I just need to stretch out your tight little p***y" he edged himself into me. It hurt a little to begin with but he was so slow and a gentle letting me get used to his size. Then it was just pure pleasure "oh Michael that's so good" "I bet it doesn't feel like this with that f*****g pop star does it" he grunted on top of me "no Michael" "is his c**k as big as this" "no Michael" "that's because he's a boy you need a man sweetheart" I was rubbing his chest he was breathing heavily his d**k was hitting my g spot "I've missed you Lydia" "I've missed your huge c**k Michael, keep going don't stop" he quickened his pace and now he was slamming into me, he was grinding his c**k in and out from the tip till he was balls deep again and again. I started to kiss his chest all over his Lydia tattoo and started to gently bite his n*****s. He then grabbed the back of my knees and spread my legs as wide as they could go all the time slamming into me, he started whispering into my ear "your so tight sweetheart that boy hasn't been f*****g you right has he," "no Micheal" why does he keep mentioning Stefan? "what would he say if he knew you where here with me?” i just tried to ignore what he was saying. “I bet it doesn’t feel like this with him” he whispered but I was lost in his touch and let out a little squeal because it felt so good. “I’m going to make you scream sweetheart, I bet he doesn’t make you scream” it was like a light bulb in my head went off "stop stop" I almost shouted and he looked shocked “Why? What's wrong sweetheart have a hurt you was I being too rough?" His eyes were full of concern “why do you keep bringing him up?" "What do you mean?" He said with a stupid look on his face “You keep bringing up Stefan when he's the last person I want to think about, when I'm with him I'm thinking about you and you keep talking about him!" I was so angry, I jumped up off the bed and started to quickly put my dress on "sweetheart I'm sorry, you’re not leaving are you?” I couldn't look at him and started to put on my shoes "sweetheart stop being silly, please come here, don't leave" I had to try and control my temper "I'm not being silly, I'm not a silly teenage girl anymore, please don't treat me like one" he looked hurt "I know why you've been trying to get me back here and it's not because you love me and it's not because you even fancy me it's because of your ego" by this time he was up on his feet and he was still completely naked "what are you talking about? What have I done wrong?" "Your ego is hurt that I'm with someone else and you have been sniffing about me to prove that you can still have me at the click of your fingers, well you've won Michael, so now you can just f**k off and leave me alone" he looked at me like I was talking a different language “that's not it at all, why are you saying all this? Where has this come from?" I was mentally counting to ten because I wanted to slap him. "You keep bringing up Stefan and putting him down and it's as if your getting great satisfaction at sleeping with me at his expense " "oh I see what this is! your feeling guilty" "guilty of what?" I snapped “that you’re here with me when he's probably at home waiting for you" I shook my head he couldn’t have been more wrong “don't be stupid Michael, I've nothing to feel guilty about. I don't have any feelings for Stefan and he's in rehab and he has been since we got back from our tour, but I couldn't end it with him before he went in because he was fragile. But as soon as he comes out me and him are finished regardless of you being here or not" his face soften and he put his arms out for a hug "I'm sorry if I've upset you Sweetheart, please come here and let me make it up to you" but I was frozen to the spot "you dropped me three years ago and didn't look back and as soon as it's in the papers that I'm engaged to someone else you arrive back in London and you start calling me, I don't think that's a coincidence" he looked heartbroken that I was accusing him of being so manipulative but I wanted him to know I had him figured out "I haven’t stopped thinking about you for three years sweetheart, ok I was saying those things about your boyfriend because I'm jealous of him. That little prick is sleeping with you and loving you and engaged to you and you belong to me, you are mine that's why I keep bringing him up" "I don't belong to anyone and I'm not a toy you can pick up and put down whenever you feel like it." I ran out into the living room and picked up the photo frame that we had knocked over earlier. "You probably only put this out because you knew you could get me back here tonight. You are so calculated, well I'm taking this with me because you don't deserve to keep it" what the f**k am I talking about I thought to myself, I've went nuts "sweetheart I love you, don't go" I spun around to face him and pointed my finger at him “stop ringing me and stop pestering me and if you see me pretend you don't know me" he started to laugh "you asked me not to treat you like a teenager but you’re acting like one right now sweetheart" I stepped towards him and he actually took a step back away from me "and stop calling me Sweetheart, it's totally f*****g creepy, stay away from me Michael" I ran out the front door and down the steps and out onto the street and Harry was still parked outside, I had

totally forgot to dismiss him earlier and I've never been so glad to see anyone before in my life. He stepped out of the car and put his jacket around me "Miss Knight it's December, you must be freezing" "oh Harry thank you" I gave him my biggest fake smile "I'm sorry I was so long. I just popped in to get this photo and ended up having a cup of tea, I'm so sorry" "please don't be sorry Miss Knight where would you like to go now?" "I think you better take me home Harry" "certainly" I got into the back seat and tried to process what the f**k had just happened...why did I grab the photo frame, I'm a lunatic. No I'm not I thought to myself, I just confirmed what I had suspected, that he had been using me, or had all the lies and manipulation Stefan had fed to me and the boys made me paranoid? Either way I now hated Michael his name is on my list. The list of people I hate and want dead now reads Stefan, that girl that cut my hair too short that one time and now Michael. I really need to find a hit man. I wonder if Harry knows any hit men because he used to be in the Army. God I don't want Michael dead, I love him, but I can't believe we fought like that, we never even argued before, not even when he went away. Maybe that explosion was part of the three years of hurt. I looked down at the photo in my hand, it was of me and him, I'm sitting on his knee and we are looking at each other and laughing. I couldn't look at his beautiful smiling face for another second it was heartbreaking. "Miss Knight you have arrived home" "thank you Harry goodnight" I said "don't you want me to see you to your door Miss Knight" I shook my head "no Harry it's late, you get yourself home and I will see you tomorrow" I stepped into the elevator to my apartment and closed my eyes. I wasn't going to cry I never cried and I wasn’t going to start now. The lift doors opened and immediately kicked off my heels and went into the kitchen. I noticed there was a note on the fridge from Stacey saying she had gone out for the night. I poured myself a glass of wine and picked up the bottle and I decided to drink it in bed to try and drown my sorrows. I was totally deflated as I went into my bedroom. I put on the light and there he was sitting on my bed. It was Stefan. I couldn’t help but shout “What the f**k! I don't think I can take any more tonight!” He looked at me like I was a nutter which I suppose I was, but I didn’t want him to know that.

Chapter 19

“Stefan what are you doing here?" I shouted with a fright. He was just sitting in the darkness "I'm waiting for you, I've been calling you for weeks and when I couldn't contact you tonight I left the rehab center and came straight here to see you" his voice was low and soft and he seemed sad and desperate and I felt awful for him “I'm sorry I haven't been here for a few weeks, I was in Thailand on holiday" he nodded his head "yeah Stacey said on the phone you were there for a few weeks with your boyfriends but she said you would be back today but when I called and I couldn’t speak to you because you were at some party I checked myself out" I rolled my eyes "Stefan they are not my boyfriends, I went with the boys because we all needed to get away from you and your lies and all the mess that you had caused for us all" he stood up and put his hands out like he hadn’t done anything wrong “what are you talking about?" He said in a really patronising voice. “I’m talking about you telling the Big Man that we don't like him because he sleeps around and telling Fran you and I wanted to start a family and telling Chris we wanted him out of the band. Why did you say all those things they aren't true" his face dropped, he obviously thought that his lies and manipulation was going to work on us and now we all knew what he was really like “I was in a bad way Lydia, I'm sorry but the drugs had me totally paranoid I just wanted you to stay away from them" as he spoke I noticed he was slurring his words "what are you on just now Stefan?" He shrugged his shoulders "I had a few drinks whilst I was waiting on you getting home, do you blame me?” “Oh my god you have just got out of rehab and your drinking already" i screeched at him. “I haven't spoken to you in six weeks, you abandoned me in that place then you ran away to get f****d by your boyfriends" This boy was crazy plain and simple and I was kicking myself that I had told Harry to go home because I could feel this conversation turning nasty and although he was a big guy in that moment I’d had enough of his bullshit and I wanted to get it all off my chest "don't speak to me like that and don't speak about my friendship with the boys as if it's seedy, nothing has ever went on between us and nothing ever will. I'm sorry Stefan we can't go on like this, we are finished please leave" he did a really sinister pretend laugh "if nothing's going on then why is Fran’s watch on your bedside table?” He picked it up “Oh look it’s engraved on the back, ‘To Fran love Lyds’ why is his watch by your bed” ok I will give him that one, it did look pretty bad. Fran must have left it the night he stayed over before we went away but I couldn’t tell Stefan Fran had been sleeping in my bed with me. I had to pull a lie out of my arse to get me out of this one “He gave me it to get it fixed” he gave me a look like he didn’t believe me. “It looks like it’s working perfectly well to me” he said Oh s**t, Oh s**t, Oh s**t. “That’s because it’s been fixed I just forgot to give him it back” Yes Lydia! You are the best liar ever! I should win an Oscar for that performance “I don’t believe you and I’m not going anywhere until you admit that you have been sleeping with Fran" I was a little deflated, I couldn’t believe that he didn’t believe my brilliant lie. Then I realised that I didn’t actually need to lie because I didn’t have anything to hide “what are you going to do? Are you going to stay here with me when I hate you" Ok so that was a bit strong but I wanted him to leave and I thought saying that I actually hated him might have done the trick but he just looked more angry than before and I was starting to s**t myself “you never loved me, you just used me to make your boyfriends jealous" “the reason we can't be together is because you think I'm the kind of person that would let two guys share me and use you to hurt them and I'm alot of things Stefan but I never wanted to hurt you and I'm not a slut, I did care for you but you ruined it" He lay down on my bed and put his head in his hands “I've totally messed this up haven't I?” He said and I was surprised by how calm he had became “I only ever loved you Angel, I never thought it would end up like this but you have had my head f****d from the beginning, that first night on the floor in front of the duke box, I was totally crazy about you and you had to bring up those two pricks as soon as we had finished having s*x" I wish I had a time machine to go back to that night so I could slap myself for ever going near him. “you were being paranoid, you had a drink problem when I met you it's nothing to do with me" he stood up from the bed and grabbed my arms "listen angel I can change I will stop drinking we could move away from London go out into the country away from the press and your band and just be the two of us." "Stefan I don't want that, I want you to leave, your drunk and upset and we can talk in the morning, I'm exhausted and need some sleep" he kissed my cheek and I wanted to pull away but I didn’t want to make him angry. “ok I'll go, but please remember I do love you and I'm just in a bad place, I left the boyband I'd been in for years and my family were selling stories about me and I felt like I couldn't trust anyone and I took it out on you, I'm going to go and I mean back to rehab, tonight this was just a slip. I'm going to get better and when I do I'm going to prove to you I can make you happy Angel." "Stefan you need to make yourself happy, not anybody else" he looked so sad he gently brushed a tear away from his eye "promise me you will see me when I get out” I nodded my head “I promise I will see you" in that moment I would have promised him anything just so he would leave. He walked out of my bedroom and into the kitchen to put his vodka glass in the sink. I followed him in silence because there wasn’t anything else to say. "what's this?" he asked as he picked up the photo frame of me and Michael that I had left in the kitchen “it's just an old photo I found lying around" he stared at it for a moment “it wasn't here before, did you bring this home with you? Its that actor guy, the Irish one, you know the superhero what's his name?" "Mick something" "yes that's Micheal Brandon" I said he stared at the photo "What? Is he the Michael from your tattoo?" "yeah it's just an old photo, I found it earlier today, I'm actually going to throw it away” he looked at me and clenched his jaw. I could tell that he was about to really lose his temper and then out of no where he threw the photo frame at the wall and it smashed "what the f**k are you doing?" I shouted “you think I'm stupid, you were with that guy tonight weren't you?" I didn’t say anything because I had been with Michael "and when I leave here you will probably creep downstairs into the Big Man’s bed you little slut" I couldn’t defend myself about Michael but I couldn’t listen to him accuse me of sleeping with a The Big Man again because it was exhausting “please leave" I said in my most confident voice but inside I was terrified “so what was Fran busy tonight so you had to screw this Micheal guy instead or is he sick of sharing you as well?" I couldn’t take it anymore and although I knew I was playing with fire I let rip at him "what the f**k are you talking about? you’re a f*****g nut case please leave!" "no I'm not going anywhere, if I can't have you none of them can" I stepped away from him, I wanted to run but my legs felt like jelly “you’re scaring me" I said but he just laughed and then he grabbed my head and slammed it off the wall, I was totally startled then he grabbed my arm and shoved it up my back until I heard a snap. I was in so much pain and had blood coming down my face, he then dragged me through to my bedroom and towards the balcony doors "if I can't have you no one can, let's see if Angels can really fly" I started to scream for my life I was pleading with him to let me go "please stop! what are you doing?" "I'm not letting them have you" I've never screamed so much or been so scared. I tried to fight him off but he was too strong. He picked me up and tried to throw me over the balcony. A woman and man were down on the street below us and she started screaming "oh my god he's trying to kill that girl someone stop him" I was punching and kicking him but he was too strong. He put his hands round my throat and started to strangle me "What the f**k is going on here?" blasted a voice from behind him, it was the Big Man, "what are you doing to her?” I had never seen him so angry before in my life. He ran at Stefan and dragged him off me and through the doors into my flat. I sat on the floor of the balcony trying to catch my breath and all I could hear was glass breaking and the Big Man shouting and loud thuds. After a second or two I started to feel faint everything went quiet and I closed my eyes.

Chapter 20

I woke up in a hospital bed and I didn't know what time it was but I could feel someone holding my hand. When I looked up it was the Big Man and he looked like he had seen a ghost, he jumped to his feet “Gorgeous are you awake? I was so worried about you" he put his hands at either side of my face "what happened where am I?" I asked as I tried to sit up “You’re in hospital Gorgeous, just calm down you’re going to be ok" I lay back and closed my eyes again and passed out. I woke up hours later and it was light outside. The Big Man was sitting in the chair next to me still holding my hand. "Big Man what's going on?" "You gave me a fright Lydia” he whispered "are you ok?" "Yeah I think so, my arm hurts and my head” I felt like I had been hit by a bus “can you remember what happened?" Everything started to come back to me “Did Stefan do this to me?” He nodded his head “he was going to kill you Lydia, he tried to throw you over the balcony. I heard you screaming from my bedroom and ran upstairs and stopped him " a flash back of him dragging me along my bedroom floor by my hair and screaming for my life, then blood in my eyes and then just darkness, "I can't believe all this" he looked at me and his eyes were full of worry, he kissed my hand I thought a little joke might put his mind at rest "oh sorry Big Man were you trying to get your leg over and you had to come