Angel could not help but laugh at Sammie’s comment about his drag racing.  It was just something that Angel loved to do, like an adrenaline rush.  He had been doing it for about the last year and had made a lot of money doing it.  “Oh well you would be surprised the things you will learn about me.  Don’t want to live in my parents shadow forever.”<br/><br/>Too be honest Angel liked the idea of actually taking care of someone for a change.  He always took care of himself or his nannies so it was nice.  Angel smiled a little as he watched the blush creep up Sammie’s face.  “Of course I have to fix you up, have you looked at your face in a mirror recently. “  Angel said with a smile, “Not the pretty face I have fallen for.”  Angel could not help but laugh a little.  Angel would like Sammie anyway no matter what he looked like because he could feel Sammie’s spirit and he was a very nice guy.  Actually that was something that Angel had learned back when they worked on the history project.<br/><br/>After Angel took care of everything that Sammie needed he sat with him on the couch and listened to his story.  Angel could not help but shake his head when he gave the reason he participated in PE class.  “You know if you’re going to hang with me I am going to have to teach you how to get out of things.”  Angel said with a laugh, “All you had to do was tell Coach Henry that you forgot your note in the nurses’ office.”<br/><br/>Angel hated the fact that his people picked on him as bad as they were doing.  He knew they picked on people, but he didn’t realize the extent that they picked on Sammie and currently he was not sure how to get it to stop.  Angel bent over and took the wrap that was bothering Sammie’s ankle and then massaged it a little.  “Well I believe that I should be the luckiest guy that you even like a guy like me.  I am not the nicest guy in the world.”  Angel said with a shrug,  “This is the nicest I have been to anyone.”<br/><br/>Angel laid his head back on the couch and was running his fingers through Sammie’s hair as he was thinking about his day and how different his life has become in the last 24 hours.  Angel could not help freeze what he was doing and look up at the ceiling when he heard what Sammie said.  How could he know that? He had not even begun to know how Angel was at this point.  Angel knew he didn’t love him and he was not about to say that he did.  Love was not a word he ever used; he can’t even remember telling Melissa that.  If he ever had he had not meant too.<br/><br/>Angel knew he just couldn’t pretend that he hadn’t heard him, so he thought he would just ask him.  “Why?  I haven’t done anything except what I thought was right.  Nothing deserving of love that I know of.”  Angel sighed and then continued to run his fingers through Sammie’s hair.  “You’re  just know getting to know me, how can you love me?