(This story is first person btw, you're the Lorax)
7:36am January 17th 1999
I wake up early to protest outside of Jax's apartment which is ironically.. inside a fucking tree.. yeah the bitch lives in a tree. Lately I've been so enraged by Jax's behavior, although I can barely withstand his presence I'm going to have a civilized meeting with him today..
I put on my best shirt, I honestly don't know why I bother looking nice when I go to see him, I sort of care about him..? Anyways, that's not important. I begin heading towards his stump he calls a home. I walk over there without any buddies this time, I figured one on one time might cause him to change his mind..?
I approach his stump feeling an odd feeling in my stomach I only get around him.. After what seemed like an eternity of knocking on his 'door', he finally opened the door. I opened my mouth ready to speak but once my eyes set on him.. I felt bad?
The Oncelor was crying? Well— not anymore but he had puffy red circles around his eyes and also.. as my eyes went further down I realized he had no shirt on.
"S-shit.. sorry" I mumbled as I covered my eyes, stumbling back.
Jax gives a slanted smile before speaking "no..." sniffle, "you're fine." He had this soft look I'd never seen on him before.. "Come in, why don't ya'?" He said in his slight southern accent I always secretly adored. I follow behind him unsteadily wondering just where this is going now?
"I hope this isn't a bad time .." I stammered, I'd never seen him this.. well— vulnerable??
"No.. no, not at all." He told me as we stepped into his little kitchenette. "Tea?"
"You drink tea?" I emphasized the 'you' because out of all the people in the world ? This tree hating, know-it-all, big backed, jacked, hot.. wait.. you get the point?
"Well, of course I do?" He begins rambling on about how much he loves tea, of something stupid like that, I hate how he rambles all the fucking time. But at the same time I kind of love it?
"So.. tell me Larry (his fuck-ass nickname for me I hate) you seeing anyone?" He spoke, resting his head on his hands mischievously.
"Wha— n-no?" I begin stuttering and stumbling over my words... why would he ask me this? Could we be more than enemies?
YOU ARE READING
How bad can I be~?
RomanceBasically, The Lorax (you) and the Oncelor (Jax) have been battling for equal rights for trees and humans, the Oncelor almost never complies but as they continue to fight The Lorax begins to notice Jax has a soft spot for him.. How will he react to...
