#axl

Axl was annoying and mean. You weren't necessarily sure why he was the way he was, but that's how he had always been; Especially to you. In fact, he seemed to take joy in being cruel to you. And while one might say he was like that to everyone, it seemed he took more joy into bullying you specifically. You could remember some very distinct times that stuck out to you.

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You felt a light tug on your hair, causing you to swing your hair back and glare at the perpetrator, Axl. You groaned, ignoring him.

"What are you doing here, dweeb? Don't you have a house?" He walks around the counter to face you and eat his cereal. He takes a nice spoonful, before looking back at you as you roll your eyes.

"My house is being fumigated and your mother offered me to stay here for the next three days."

"Three days? No way-" He turns to his father who happened to walk in. "She's staying here for three days?"

Mike opens the fridge and grabs a beer before turning to Axl and shrugging. "That's what your mother said."

"Uh!" Axl groans. "That's not fair-"

"Hey, take it up with your mother."

He makes an ugly face and sticks his tongue out before heading back to his room.

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You snuck up on the benchers, looking over, hoping to see a certain someone- Until you were interrupted.

"What are you doing?"

You quickly turned around, blindsided that you were caught by the worse person to be caught by- Axl. He was giving you that look- The one that said he had caught you.

You put a hand on your hip and sighed, "What... am I doing?" You looked around before tilting your head, "Um, I'm not doing anything."

"That's funny," He gestures to the group you were just staring at. "It looks like you're being a pervert."

"Pervert? Like you're one to talk."

He chuckles, before looking back at the group. "I wonder what they'd think if I told them some girl is spying on them?"

"And you think they'd believe you?"

"Yeah, I do," He pulls out his phone, snapping a quick photo of you. "Especially when they see this."

"You wouldn't dare-"

"Oh, but I would."

"God, what is your deal, Axl?"

"You. You are my deal."

You groan, rolling your eyes before crossing your arms. "What do you want?"

"I am so glad you asked."

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You shook your head thinking of the memory. Axl had you do his chores and clean his room for a whole month. It was a nightmare. But at least he deleted the picture. There was a thought in the back of your mind that told you Axl had never truly planned on showing those boys the photo, but you didn't want to risk it.

You picked at your lunch, disappointed that you were sitting by yourself, since Sue was sick. You sighed, saddened that you were eating lunch alone. But, it could have been worse.

"Oh, wow, eating lunch alone? Ha! What a loser."

Nevermind. It just got as worse as it could get.

Axl took the seat across from you and set his lunch on the table. You had hoped when starting high school that you would have a different lunch than Axl, since he was an upperclassmen, but you were sadly mistaken. Since Axl was sitting with you, his other buddies Sean and Darrin, also decided to sit at your lunch table.

"Sue can't possibly be your only friend." He jokes, pointing his fork at you.

"God, can't you let me be a loser- ALONE?"

He shakes his head, "No, I like to bask in it. Makes me feel alive."

You roll your eyes and pick up your tray before leaving the cafeteria.

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You sat on the step, before pushing out your dress, hoping your tears wouldn't ruin your makeup, but you were sure it was to late. You felt the water drip down your face and your face was slowly becoming soaked as the tear began to pour from your eyes. You had never felt so humilated by a man who you thought liked you.

You decided to push yourself up and just walk home. Sure, it was far, but it was better than staying at the dance where anyone could see you and laugh.

You walk on the rocky sidewalk, your heel suddenly breaking after getting caught in a hole, causing you to yell and take your heel off before throwing it. As if to make it worse, a car drives by, splashing you in muddy water.

"Aw dude- Fuck You!" You yell, before sighing and deciding it wasn't worth it. This had to be the worse night of your life...

"God, what happened to you?"

You groan when hearing the voice. You wish you had noticed his beaten down car pulling up, because you would have hidden in a bush or something.

"Hey- Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." You said quickly, picking up your pace.

"You sure don't look fine." He stops the car and opens the door causing you to finally look at him. He pats the seat, giving you a look that you knew meant he knew you wouldn't say no.

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It was quiet as he drove, beside the occasional weird sound the old car made. You weren't sure what to say, since this was the nicest thing Axl had ever done for you.

He didn't ask you what happened, and you were happy about that. The last thing you needed was for him to laugh at you too. You were more than relieved when he pulled into your driveway. You quickly hop out and shut the door, but not before sighing and turning to him.

"Thanks.... Axl. I appreciate it."

He smiles, putting his head down, so he could look at you through the window. "Of course, Y/n. No girl as pretty as you should ever cry because of some asshole guy."