Ring of Love

Party Pooper

Axel's pov:

"You're pacing," Dylan says with an amused grin as he crosses his arms over his chest, watching me. 

"I'm not pacing." I don't look at Dylan as I force myself to stop pacing. 

We got to the girl's dorm a lot earlier than we expected to. 

And by that, I mean by about twenty minutes. 

Dylan texted Ally to let her know that we are here, and we got a rushed response back, saying that they needed ten more minutes.

As we stand here and wait for our girls, we find ourselves getting quite a few stares from the other students around us. 

Other than attending classes, I'm rarely on campus. These days I find myself either at the house or the gym. Now, here I am, standing outside a freshman dorm, waiting for Ally, Claire, and Zoe to come out at any given moment. 

After a couple of minutes, a smile reaches my face as I see the three familiar faces approaching us from the other side of the entrance to the dorms. 

But that was only for a quick second before my mouth drops from shock once I see Ally up close. She was wearing a baby pink dress that hugged her body to show off her curves with a stunning silver necklace that hung dangerously low on her chest. Her makeup was done to compliment the color of her dress, and her hair was styled into loose curls. Standing two inches taller in heels, she looked like she belonged on the cover of a magazine. 

Claire and Zoe were dressed just as nicely with Claire in a dark, red dress and Zoe in a velvety purple. 

Dylan whistles loudly when the girls are only a few feet away from us, and he uses his pointer finger to signal them to spin around.

Laughing, the three of them each do a little twirl, and I'm not ashamed to say that my eyes didn't leave Ally's frame for a second.

I don't even know if I'm even blinking right now.

Am I?

"Damn. If I knew you girls were going to be looking this good, I would have spent more time on my look." Dylan says, fixing the collar of his shirt.

I roll my eyes.  

As if the forty-five minutes it took to pick out his shirt wasn't long enough. 

"Yeah, you could use a little refreshing," Claire says, putting her hand on her hip while giving him a quick once-over.

It takes every fiber in me to not laugh at the facial expression that Dylan made. It's about time someone other than one of us guys put him in his place. 

And Claire seems like the perfect person to do it. 

Dylan puts his hand on his heart as he gives her a look, "Only been here for a couple of seconds and already crushing my heart. I knew I liked you for a reason." he says cheekily with a wink. 

Claire shakes her head, amused, "You must not get your heart crushed enough to enjoy the feeling."

The corner of his lip raises, "That's because I'm the heartbreaker."

She pats his shoulder as she walks past him, "Don't be too proud of that."

The rest of us follow behind them as they continue to banter back and forth. I find myself falling in step with Ally as we walk. 

"I like your dress." It was my pitiful attempt of starting a conversation, but in my defense, I was still recovering from the initial shock of how stunning she looks tonight.