Axel

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I S A B E L L A

Axel

Axel

Axel

I love your name, Axel.

"Yeah?" He grins, i scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.

Did i just say that out loud?

I think i should stop drinking.

I admire his eyes, that shade of blue had me drawn to them all night - when his friend taps him on the shoulder i lose sight of them.

There's a few exchanges of words between them before he slowly looks back at me, his elbow rests on his knee and the muscle there flexes when he rubs his jaw.

"You got someone to take you home?" He asks, quickly downing a drink as he waits for an answer.

"Abby was going to take me home." I replied. He nods and then proceeds to sigh, no doubt realising he's now forced to deal with me.

His fingers continue to rub his jaw, and it flexes when he runs his tounge over his teeth.

"Okay, let's get you home." He begins to get up, towering over me. I frown.

"I don't want to go yet."

"You're already wasted."

"You don't have to take me home, ill find someone else." I protest. He raises his eyebrows before replying.

"Yeah? Who?" He asks, challenging me. He continues to stand, looking down at me as I look around until i spot Keith - he's so wasted he could hardly stand.

I mentally moan in annoyance, there's was no way i was actually getting in his car.

"Keith." I say and lean back into the couch. Axel looks over his shoulder, and scoffs to himself when he sees the state Keith is in.

"Fuck no." His tone was perfectly calm, yet he lifted his eyebrows in a way it made it seem that it was absurd i'd ever even consider that option.

"Why not?"

"He's not a good guy." He quickly replies, i throw my head further back into the couch and i swear his frame grows bigger the more i look at him.

"He's charming." I smirk, crossing my arms and flicking my eyes to watch Keith make a fool of himself across the room.

"Besides why do you care who takes me home?" I add on, challenging him.

Alcohol has seemed to affect the both of us, because i'd grown bold on the substance, and with a little liquor in him he was nicer than usual.

"He likes to drug girls, forgive me for looking out for you." He dryly replies, and begins to pick up the rest of his belongings.

The smirk on my face falters.

I let him get me several drinks tonight, i spent the entire night with the man.

I let a hand run over my face, and i'm not sure if the wave of nausea is the discovery of Keith's actions or all the alcohol currently bubbling in my system.

However, Axel dropped the bomb on me like it was a normal occurrence and moved on to have a conversation with the same friend from before as if i was just a speck of dust on his jacket.

When i look at Keith this time, my lips snarl as i watch several girls turn him down.

It seemed everyone apart from me knew of his crimes, i just had to be the one who hadn't and made a fool of myself by spending the entire night with him.