Bella meets Angel's gaze.

"I prepared a little something," he said, looking down a bit, "but I'm not sure, I don't want to mess it up."

"You know, someone once told me that 'failure is not your enemy, your fears are'." she said

"That's right," Angel nodded, "so, I'm prepared to make a fool of myself."

He then stands and pulls the certain to reveal hanging ropes.

"And you need the ropes for that?" Bella tilted her head.

"A gift, for you."

Angel takes a hold of the rope and begins to sing to Bella while he swimgs, Bella smiles as she stands close to the stage.   

(⬇️The song that Angel and Bella sing⬇️)

https://youtu.be/Pelf5VOlkxA

🎶I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash
Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fucking shit
Nothing that I write can make me feel good

They begin their ascent when he extends a hand to her, which she accepts, they come to rest close to the ceiling on the catwalk, as they stare into each other's eyes, he pulls her off the catwalk while holding onto the rope, she gasps as he gives her another rope and releases her, Bella holds on tight as she pulls her knees up to her chest.

 🎶Victim of the great machine, in love with everything I see
Neon lights surrounding me, I indulge in luxury
Everything I do is wrong 'cept for when I hit the bong
Hit the bong, hit the bong, feel good

They swirl about and Angel catches her, pulling her up, he gracefully spins around in the air while holding her hand and not slipping, swinging and whirling, he twists her so they are facing each other while using his other hands to hold the rope, they look into one other's eyes and grasps hands

  🎶Feeling shitty in my bed, didn't take my fuckin' meds
Hyperpop up in my ears, everything just disappears
Don't wanna be someone else, just don't wanna hate myself
I just don't wanna hate myself, instead I wanna feel good

They approached the catwalk and began to dance, from his suit pocket, Angel extends a rose ring towards her, inserting it on her thumb and Bella gives him a smile, with a smile of his own, Angel moves closer to her, pressing his forehead to hers.

"Wow!" Bella gasps in awe and started singing. 

 🎶I'm on a sugar crash, I ain't got no fuckin' cash
Maybe I should take a bath, cut my fuckin' brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fucking shit
Nothing that I write can make me feel good

She slips footing on the catwalk after grabbing onto the rope, her hair flew with her as the wind that was being created touched her skin, she has never experienced calmness like this, she seemed to be able to travel across the world carefree.

While she sang, Angel smiled, he trailed behind her, Bella and Angel begin to sing together as they flip through the air.

 🎶Where to now?
Got the rest of my life just laid out
Got the rest of my life to fuck around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Feel good

And with that, Bella, flips backwards and grips onto the rope, with a smile, Angel crosses his leg over hers and they turn around, as they swing, the spotlight falls onto them.

Angel reached for her, softening his gaze as he spun the two of them together and gripping her rope, as they leaned in toward one another, Bella looked up and blushes slightly, nothing so exquisite has ever caught his eye, that was his favorite term, a word that he never imagined he would say in reference to her, light pink eyes met light brown eyes, fixed on them intently.

After the song was over, Bella and Angel inclined closer, when Angel encircled Bella's waist with his arms, she was blind to it, they shivered as their lips connected by millimeters and they both felt their breaths, although Angel was unsure of what to do next, it seemed appropriate, he then leaned forward, drawn in by her half-lidded eyes.

Suddenly, they heard a familiar shout.

"Angel! Bella! Are you out here?"

That person was Cherri, both of their faces became pink as they froze in shock.