Saving me

Chapter 18Suffer

I waited in Axel's room for him. I'm surprising him with a picnic in his room. His room had posters all over his walls. Of different bands and movies. He also had plaid sheets and a blue comforter on his bed.
I fixed my dress as I heard him open the front door, my heart was beating so fast. I was excited. He opened the door and he looked at me with a strange look.
"Ta-da!" I said as I point to the food. He smiled then walked passed me and sat his jacket on his desk.
"Are you okay?" I said as he nodded then pushed me down on the bed wrapping his arms around me. I could feel his heart beat against me. It was beating fast.
"Axel?" he looked at me then kissed me.
I wrapped my arms around around his neck. He kissed me roughly. He held my hips tightly in his hands.
"Can we just not talk?" he said. I looked into his eyes and nodded.
He connected our lips once again kissing me rougher than before. I kissed him harder. Before I knew it I was pulling his shirt off. I came back to his lips after.
I threw his shirt over the edge of the bed, landing somewhere in his room.
He started grinding his hips against me making me moan. I flipped him over so I was on top. I started to take off my shirt when Axel pushed me off him and got up.
He covered his lips with his hand as he walked to his desk sitting on it. He picked up his shirt that I apparently threw on his desk and put it back on. He looked at me then sighed.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Then why?" I said. He looked down.
"I just don't think we should do this... not now"
I looked at him, so confused.
"Why?" I said.
"Because I don't want to, Dove." he said. I looked at him trying not to cry.
"I'm gonna go." he sighed grabbing a book from the desk and tossing it.
"Why are you being so dramatic?" he yelled making anger fill me.
"I'm not being dramatic it hurts that you don't want to be with me!" I yell.
"God not everything in the world it about you and us. Sometimes life sucks!" he yelled as he threw stuff around the room.
"What are you even talking about?" he stopped and looked at me then looked down.
"I'm sorry, okay I just had a bad day." he said then sat down in his desk chair.
"What happened?" I asked as he looked up to the ceiling. Then smirked.
"So what did you bring to eat?" he said. I laughed a little.
"Sandwiches." I said. He smiled and walked over, picked me up hugging me.
"I'm sorry, I promise I'll never let you suffer because of me." he said.