Learning From The Bad Boy

Promises and Ignorance

For the next day and a half, Axel and I stayed wrapped up in eachother. How I ended up with him was beyond me. For hours we layed around talking about the most ridiculous things. The feeling was still surreal; knowing he called me his was something my heart wouldn't ever get used to.

For the third morning in a row, I woke up caged in his arms. Much like the previous mornings I laid in his arms, burying myself in a sea of contentment. Was it weird to feel so secure around him? Very.

But I couldn't help myself. For the two months we'd been around eachother, he'd seen me at my best and worst. With the numbers adding up, it was more difficult to convince myself this was right.

Two months? That wasn't enough. This was happening to fast. It will be over before it really even starts.

Axel had noticed the doubt in my eyes before I even realized it was doubt I was feeling.

He was already so good at reading me.

"Don't worry yourself, Red. I'm happy. Are you?" He'd asked.

Of course I was happy. He'd made me the happiest I'd been in my entire life. I had told him this much.

Axel cupped my face between his palms, leaning in to kiss my lips lightly. I can still feel my stomach doing small, excited, flips.

"Then this is right." He whispered lowly to me. A determined look settled in his dark irises. "Don't tell yourself otherwise. You're all I can ever think about, Ginger. That means something. Something big."

Any buts I'd come up with were quelled. Simply I responded with a nod, to which he flashed a bright smile to. God he had the most beautiful smile.

Moments later, Sarah had texted me to let me know she was leaving at the end of the day. To Axel's dismay, I had to leave.

So here we were only a couple hours later. Axel pulled to a stop outside of my house. "I don't want you to go back in there." He stated in a worried voice.

I didn't want to leave.

I pulled on a smile. "It's fine. I'll be okay."

He sighed loudly, running his hands through the inky strands of his hair. "I hate it when you say that."

"What?" I smiled a little. "I'll be okay, I promise." It wasn't a promise I could keep, but naturally one I made.

Worry shined in his eyes. "Call me. If anything, and I mean anything, happens. I don't care if it's two in the morning. Call me and I'll be there."

The sincerity in his voice made my voice come out in a croak. "I will. Thank you, Axel."

The internal war that waged on inside of his mind was visible in his eyes.

Deciding to be brave, I leaned forward to kiss his cheek and hug him thightly. "I'll be okay." I stated for the millionth time.

Axel burried his face in the crook of my neck. "I just don't want you hurt." His voice came out muffled.

His arms seemed to tighten around me slightly. "I wont. I promise." Another promise I couldn't keep, but made.

He pulled away from me, but kept close enough that our noses could've touched. Lightly grabbing onto a curled lock of my hair, he twisted it around his finger. "But you promise you'll call if it does happen."

I smiled and rolled my eyes a little. "We've been through this, Axel. Of course I will."

He tugged on the lock of hair playfully. "No sass needed, little red."