Angel was just sitting there running his fingers thru Samson’s hair while he was listening to Sammie was talking about how Angel was being towards him and he could not help but laugh a little as he listened to him.  He swore it was like Sammie had him on this high pedestal, a place where Angel didn’t want to be.  He was being nice at the moment because no one was sitting there judging him for what he was doing.<br/><br/>Angel knew deep down that it was not the way to run a relationship and he wondered how long he could do that to Sammie.  Could he really be the man he was being right now with him at their place, and then treat him like shit at school?  He knew if he did that he would have to deal with Claire and he knew Claire was like his best friend.  Angel was remember a time back when they did the history project and Claire and pulled him off to the side and swore if he had done anything to her Sammie she would kick his ass and he didn’t want to even deal with her wrath.  The woman was actually scary when no one was looking, but then she was actually protecting her friend.<br/><br/>Claire, now that was someone else that got him thinking about things.  Would Samson want to tell her about him?  Would it really bother Angel if he did that?  It would make life a little better, but then he could see Claire jumping on Angel for treating Samson like shit at school.  This was just going to be a catch 22 for him and he would have to really think about this.  It was not like he could avoid Samson at school they did have a couple of classes together a couple a times a week.<br/><br/>“Sometimes I wish my life was that simple Samson.”  Angel said with a sigh, “I am used to playing this game, but being with you for the last 24 hours had made me do thinking.  Is it really worth it all?  Angel said hoping that Samson didn’t think he was talking about being with him.  “I mean I have been playing the part of a Asshole jock and what has it actually gotten me that makes me happy?”  Angel didn’t know where this was coming from.  He knew he would still have to play the game, he just didn’t want too.  But what else could he do?  “How could you really want to be with someone like that?  Why would you be ok with someone treating you like shit for 8 hours out of the day?”  Angel knew by this point he could not give up Samson now that he had him, he was just trying to figure out what he was thinking.<br/><br/>Angel was actually surprised when Samson got a little defensive when Angel asked him how he could love him.  Probably because Angel thought it was just an asshole and could not understand why someone sweet like Samson would like a ass like Angel.  Missy never told him what you liked about him, she was the head cheerleader and he was captain of the football team and that was just something that was done.<br/><br/>“I know we aren’t strangers, we have been in classes together for as long as I can remember.  I am just not used to people feeling that way about me.  The only relationship I have ever really had was Missy and that was not even a real relationship for either of us.”  Angel said with a sigh, “I just want school to be over so I can move away from here and go to college and get on with my life.”<br/><br/>It was just then when Angel noticed that Sammie’s nose start to bleed so he set him up.  “Here sit up and put your head straight and hold the bridge of your nose while I get a towel.”  Angel had more nose bleeds than he can count.  Angel ran and grabbed one of his stained towels, and a wet one to clean up the blood.<br/><br/>Angel sighed a little as he went to clean up Samson again and then looked at him with a slight smile, “You’re afraid of losing me.  I am the one that is afraid that by the end of the year you will be sick of me being an ass that you will leave me.”  Angel sighed again, “I am hoping you want to move with me after graduation.”