riches - slaxl

4, dont cry

Heyyy. It's been awhile 😅 I'm back with another part, finally. I gave up on this writing a long time ago because nobody was reading it, but now I am thanks to a awesome friend who loves this fanfic! Promise it'll get happier lol. I'm also gonna just keep it in Slash's pov from now on, or I might do a whole chapter with just axls pov.

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Slash pov
The car ride was awkward. I looked over to see Axl staring out the window silently. My hand that was once on the steering wheel was now reaching for his hand in terms of me obviously trying to make him feel better, only for him to quickly move his hand away uncomfortably. Axl shifted uneasily, almost hesitant. Fuck, now I made him uncomfortable. I moved my hand away embarrassed, quickly putting it back on the wheel. I thought of what I could do to make this situation less awkward, either turn on the radio, or talk to him. I decided to crank the volume on the radio, the annoying pop station blaring. I listened and realized it was Man in the Mirror, of course Axl's favorite song. I remembered one night, our band was at Tracii's place. Axl sat on a stool in the kitchen, giving golden eyes to the karaoke machine.
       "Go ahead Ax," Duff said laughing his ass off. Axl rushed to the machine like a kid in a candy store. All of us, including me were sitting around on the couch and watching axl prance around to Man In the Mirror by Michael Jackson. I remembered thinking how beautiful he was, and how I'm so lucky to see him so happy without anyone to say what he's feeling is wrong. I knew the redheaded man always had problems with letting himself be happy, but there was no denying how happy Axl looked that night. I also remembered thinking how I just wanted to grab him by the hair and start kissing him right there, on the carpeted floor for everyone to see; but I knew I couldn't do that. I'd seen axl when he was truly happy, but looking at him now seemed to turn my mood to sour. Axl had grey circles under his eyes from countless nights of no sleep, and his cheeks weren't red with joy, but instead pale like a ghost almost like he was dead. I couldn't handle this anymore, I had to say something.
"Axl," I said giving him a slight side eye. He didn't say anything instead just returned to staring lifelessly out the window.
"Axl, just fucking talk to me, please" Axl chewed on his nails hesitantly.
"I don't understand what you want to hear, slash." He was now looking at me, his skin glowed from the sunset, the purple and pink sky contrasting with the colors in his hair. God, I just wanted to kiss him.
        "Why are you avoiding me, Axl? You act like you never wanted to kiss me. Why the fuck do you have to confuse me so much?" I fucking love you so much, I want to kiss you every fucking time I see your face. Is what I really wanted to say, but I knew I couldn't. Axl once again said nothing, except for the tear starting to slip down from his eyes. Axl couldn't help it, every time someone was mad at him he couldn't help but cry helplessly, he hated that about himself. I looked at him, looked away, then looked back. Shit! Is he crying?
"Axl? Fuck, are you crying?" My words came out in a way I hadn't intended to. It almost sounded like I was judging him. Axl was full on wailing now, tears streaming down his face as he cried into his hands.
"Fuck, shit, please don't cry Ax." I pulled over immediately and ran over to the other side of the car. I opened his car door and pulled him into my arms.
"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry slash I know I'm fucked up just please god, don't leave me please"
Axl rambled on and on into my chest as I quickly shushed him with sweet nothings.
"Hey, shh.. Axl I'm not gonna leave you dumbass, I fucking love you." he looked up at me, his eyes full of tears and he smiled, but cried even more. He held onto me even tighter than before if that was even possible.
"Why don't we head back home okay? We can do whatever there." Axl nodded against my chest and pulled off. My shirt was soaked with tears and possibly snot, but I didn't mind. I gave Axl a quick kiss on the lips before closing his door and hopping into the drivers seat, my hand on his thigh the entire ride.