Ring of Love

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Axel's pov:

***1 hour earlier***

"For the last time, I'm not going. Leave me alone." I say to Dylan, my best friend, who has been standing at my door for the past 15 minutes.

"Please!! Everyone else is busy, and you are the only one who is free. It's the first weekend, meaning the best parties of the year will be now. Don't make me go alone." He argues.

I roll my eyes as I sit up in my bed, knowing that there is no way I'll be able to fall back asleep now.

Of course, it's the one time I want to catch up on some sleep. I know it's the weekend, but this week has been restless with the first week of training for this upcoming season.

"I'm not making you do anything, and what would be the problem with going alone? Once we get there you will be off with some chick in the first 15 minutes anyways." I say.

Dylan was notorious for being the "it boy" last semester. The way he picked up girls left and right was insane. At every party we went to, he had someone wrapped around his finger by the end of the night.

Safe to say Dylan is just a natural flirt. And in a way, he can be admirable for that.

But in other cases, maybe the opposite. Dylan isn't interested in relationships, and I don't think he makes that clear enough. He's broken a high number of hearts on this campus, and somehow my two other roommates and I are paying for it.

Just the final week of last semester alone, we had three different girls show up on our front porch in tears demanding to see Dylan.

And safe to say I was too afraid to say no.

After letting them in, I would go on a nice walk and avoid my apartment for the next hour or so.

Nothing wrong with playing it safe.

"But I would look like a loser if I showed up alone! You got nothing to do for the next two days, catch up on sleep tomorrow." He says.

I groan, swinging my legs off the side of the bed, and stand. If only Bryce and Tanner were here so they could go for me.

Instead, their girlfriends dragged them to some new chick flick movie that came out today.

I would rather be a fifth wheel than go to a frat, especially this one.

I push Dylan out of my room and get ready for the night. He's lucky I'm such a good friend, I doubt anyone else on this planet is able to put up with him as much as I do.

My friends say I have a laid-back personality, but I think it's because half of them are crazy. I like to keep to myself, and if I have nothing to say to people I won't say anything at all.

I'm not the most approachable person in the world, but it doesn't make me mean. I prefer to stay in my comfort zone, and I do that by surrounding myself with the people I am comfortable with. I don't know if that makes me an introvert or just a guy who likes to keep to himself.

So that's why parties aren't my favorite thing in the world. Since I'm on the boxing team, my name is more well-known around campus than I would have liked it to be. My friends thrive in popularity, I on the other hand despise it.

The better the status, the more people who want to get to know you. Funny how that works right?

In my freshman year, I thought I just had a great ability to make friends. Didn't realize the true effect of it until we lost the finals.