Kiss me

Chapter 4

"Boy, are you even listening?"

I jump out of my daze, Ricky looks me up and down, concern filling his gaze.

"Something bothering you?"
"Huh. Oh. No, I'm fine, just thinking."

His arms cross over his chest, displeased by my answer. I can only shrug my shoulders, as I'm unable to explain the thoughts swirling through my head.

Axel.

It's been 3 days since our eyes first locked. I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. It's quite pathetic, really. I meet one hot boy and I fall into this hole of... I don't even know.

Ricky gives a slight shake of his head and wanders back to the kitchen. I've been so distracted these past few days. I need to focus on more important things than Axel, and his.. perfect arms that I want to run my fingertips over, and his neck that I want to tenderly kiss.

Gah. I'm hopeless.

The familiar chime of bells rings throughout the shop, as I instincively straighten my posture preparing to serve a costumer.

I sag in relief when Ellis walks through the door. His brown hair flopping over his eyes.

"What's got you in a twist"

Ellis knowingly smirks at me. I refrain from answering.

"Welcome to Ricky's, how may I help you?"

"Wow. Cold."

I glare.

"You should be on your knees right now thanking me profusely for the blessing I have given you."

"It's not a blessing until he's my boyfriend, you idiot."

"Ah. So it's about a boy. I should've known." Ricky strides up to greet Ellis. He must've been listening at the kitchen door

My face flushes red.

"I was gonna tell you, it's only been three days"

"Hush, I was once young and encased by the grasps of love too. I understand."

I smile at Ricky, thankful.

"I don't know what to do, should I talk to him? What if he doesn't prefer blokes? What if--"

"It's not the end of the world." Ellis remarks.

"Shut up Ellis, just a week ago you came sobbing to my door because of some hot kid Carter."

Ricky let's out a loud laugh as Ellis pouts, only to join Ricky 2 seconds later.

"My advice, see him again. If you don't try, you'll never know."

At that, Ricky takes his exit, satisfied by his input.

I dont even have to ask as Ellis motions for me to hand him my phone, typing in Axel's number.

My heart skips a beat, already thinking ahead to the moment I see him again.

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Ellis and I sit on the couch in my living room, Fly laying between us. I stroke her soft fur absent-mindedly, with a flask of whiskey in my other hand.

Since I missed my marathon with Fly, I was making up for it with Ellis.

"This show is soo hic ooo funny hic."

I laugh at his drunken state.

"I want Axel so fucking bad." I feel dizzy.

Ellis twirls fly's fur on his finger.

"Ur suuch a h hic oe."

"What if he doesn't like me?" I take another swig of whiskey.

"Whattt, you're like, hot. He'll hic want youuu."

I look down at my lap. Even if what Ellis is saying is true, it won't matter if he isn't gay.

Smack
Ellis smacks me on the back of my head

"Hey!"

"Stop being a downerrr, you're supposed to be hic drunkkk."

I nod and chug down the rest of my flask.

Ellis smiles and comes over to tackle me off the couch. We land with a thud on the floor and roll around, laughing. The Office is merely background noise for our epic battle.

I grab the throw pillows off the couch and proceed to smack Ellis with them. He wastes no time to grab his own weapons. This goes on until we both agree to a truce. I lay on the floor, both of us heaving.

Fly looks down on us as if we are the lowest of the life forms.

"Idiots" I imagine her saying.

I giggle.

"I lovveee youu hic."

"I know"

Ellis passes out. Man are we gonna have bad hangovers tomorrow.

I stand up, slightly wavering. I look down at Ellis and throw a table cloth over him. That'll do.

I pad back to my room. The whiskey finally taking its full affect. I whip my shirt off, suddenly boiling hot. My stomach growls, but I'm too tired to go get food. I strip down to my boxers and flop onto my mattress, groaning.

Fly jumps up beside me.

"I'm scared Fly. I really like Axel. I don't want this to go wrong."

A thought gnaws at the back off my head and my eyes begin to sting.

Fly lands a sloppy kiss on my cheek, and the lump in my throat lessens. I giggle as I curl up beside her, drifting off into a deep slumber.

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Hands. Fingers. Trailing a line down my bare stomach. His lips are all over me, I'm enveloped by his warmth. I pull his short hair gently, wanting more.

His lips come back up to mine. I savour his taste of chocolate and mint. My hands slip into his waistband. He let's out a moan. The dim light in the room makes his dark skin shine. Our breath is ragged, filling the room.

"Maddox" he whispers.

More. I'm so infatuated, in a trance. His hands begin to pull at my own waistband. I jolt.

"NO!"

He vanishes.

▪ ▪ ▪

"Aghhh!" I let out a strangled cry. My eyes opening to the sunlight streaming into my room. A dream. I don't know if I should be happy or sad. I've only met him once, and I'm already dreaming about him.

His name repeats in my head.

Axel, Axel, Axel.

I pull out my phone in frustration.

10:16 am.

It's now or never.

To: Axel

Hey, it's Maddox. Got ur number from Eli, haha. Wanna hang tmrw, 12 pm?

Sent.

My heart pounds. No going back now.

A headache rips through my skull. I feel as if I can't stand. I would say I'm never drinking again, but I've already said that 10 times before.

I remember Ellis on the floor and slowly make my way to check on him. The living room is illuminated by the sun, a puddle of drool has formed under his mouth. He's gonna have hell when he wakes up. I smile at the memories of last night. I don't deserve him.

I greedily gulp down a cup of water and flip on the TV.

Today is gonna be rough.