Chapter 49: Chapter 49

XLIX

I am awaken by a loud groan. Opening my eyes, I remember all the events from yesterday and I look down on the floor. Axel is covering his eyes, his mouth open like he is in pain. He removes his hand and looks up at me.

After a short silence, he speaks. "I am so sorry-"

I huff and throw myself down on the bed. He curses and gets on his knees so that he can see me. "Sophie, I'm really sorry, just hear me out."

"Axel, it's okay, you don't have to apologize."

He frowns in confusion. "I don't?"

"Nope, trust me when I say that I'm used to this from you."

He rolls his eyes. "You knew I was like this."

"I knew! And I know! So it's my fault anyway, right? I am the one who got involved with a drunk and a gang member, and now I have to live with it."

He narrows his eyes. "I'm not a drunk."

"Well, you act like you are." I hiss.

"And you act like a bitch but you don't see me complaining, do you?"

I glare at him for a second before getting out of the bed and the room.

"Come the fuck back here!" Axel yells after me and stands up. I slam the door in front of his face. "Sorry, but this bitch won't listen to your asshole orders right now!" I yell through the doors and go downstairs to get my handbag.

"Oh really?! And I'm fucking supposed to do whatever the fuck you say?! I'm still a free man in case you haven't noticed and by the way you're beginning to turn out I think I'll stay a free man for a while longer! And don't fucking slam the door in my fucking face!" he yells and opens the door.

Downstairs, I grab my bag and go back up to the bathroom.

"Fine! Thank god! At least I won't have such a dick for a boyfriend!"

I try to go past him but he yanks me back by my arm. "I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Yes you did!" I hiss back. "You disappeared without a single note or message, and you came home drunk!"

"I'm fucking single! You have no right to give me some fucking rules because right now, you're nothing to me!" he hisses back, and I stumble backwards.

"Wow." I whisper, feeling extremely hurt. Tears appear in my eyes and I yank my arm from his strong grip. I run upstairs to the bathroom and lock the doors behind me.

"Soph! I'm sorry, I didn't mean that!" Axel comes back after me, his voice much softer than before, and tries to open the door.

"You never mean it, do you?" I say and sit down on the toilet, angrily wiping away my tears.

He bangs on the door. "Let me in, please." he pleads, his voice soft.

I ignore his request and start with my usual morning routine; washing my face, putting on cream, mascara, and peeing. However, at the last task, I sadly discover that my monthly guest has arrived. I pull out a pad from my bag and put it on, then wash my hands and finally exit the bathroom, hoping that he has disappeared. Unfortunately, he's sitting on the floor beside the door and he quickly gets up when he sees me. He moves to hug me, but I push him away. "Just leave me alone for now, I need some space."

I go to his childhood bedroom and pick out the clothes to wear.

"Are you leaving?" he asks, standing by the door.

I let out a breath. "Close the door, please, I want to change."

He comes inside the room and closes the door.

I roll my eyes. "I meant for you to stay outside."

He ignores me and sits down on his bed. The pillow and blanket are still on the floor, so he picks them up and puts them on the bed.

"Are you leaving?" he asks again while I dig out a pair of ripped jeans and a white shirt.

"I'm just going to the mall."

"Okay, I'll come with you." he says and I put on a bra while still wearing a shirt. I know he's seen me naked, but that's different.

"Axel, I just need to be alone, please."

"What if something happens-"

"Nothing will happen." I hiss. "Stop being so damned overprotective."

"I'm not overprotective." he scoffs. "I just don't want anything to happen to you."

"Why? I'm nothing to you, anyway."

He sighs. "I didn't mean that."

"Well, you said it so it must be true at least a little."

"Soph, I have a hangover. I'm not in the mood for this."

"So it's a good thing I'm leaving, right?" fully changed, I grab my purse and go downstairs to put on a jacket and shoes.

"Could you be less fucking difficult for once?" he yells, walking after me.

"Sorry, honey, but that's how they made me." I say with a fake smile and put on shoes and a jacket.

"Fine then! Get the fuck out of here!"

I squint my eyes at him and slam the door in his face, leaving his house.

I walk away from the house, huffing in anger. What an asshole he can be. Who the hell does he think he is, acting like that towards me, towards a person who loves him?

He's a goddamned idiot, acting like this. It's no wonder that he doesn't have anyone.

Immediately, I feel bad for thinking that. Even if I'm completely pissed off at him, he's still Axel.

He's still my Axel.

Sure, he was being a dick, but only because he doesn't know better. I promised myself to not give up on him, and now here I am, leaving his house after an argument. I didn't even give him a chance to explain himself, I just acted like a child and accused him of being a drunk and a criminal.

Oh god, I'm such a bad person.

Guilt and regret start crashing down on me in tidal waves, engulfing me in sadness. There's only one person who can make me feel better right now.

I need to fix this.

I stop walking and turn around, running back to the house and entering in a hurry.

I find Axel sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. He looks up at me, his eyes red, his cheeks wet. In hurry I go to him and hug him, as tight as I can.

"I'm sorry." I whisper in his ear, and he just shakes his head, hugging me back. »I'm still pissed off, but I should give you a chance to explain.«

"No, no, no I fucked up. I'm sorry I'm such a fucking asshole. I'm so fucking happy you came back. I love you so much." his voice is hoarse because of crying.

"I love you, too. You're not a drunk."

"I do drink too much, though." he admits, holding my head with his hands. He gulps, his eyes searching mine as if he's checking for wounds in my soul. "Am I enough for you?"

I frown. "What?"

"You know, when your dad said yesterday that I'm not good for you, and then I saw Amber and Liam and how they looked in love and shit, and I can't be like that, there's no sunshines and daisies with me. I'm a fuckup who screws all the fucking time-"

"Axel, would I be here if I didn't think you were worth it?"

He frowns. "What?"

"Would I? Do you really think I would still be here after the smuggler thing, the drinking, the arguing, the all the damn girls all over you, do you really think I would choose you instead of my dad yesterday if I didn't think you were good enough for me?"

He stays silent for a few seconds, thinking over my words. »Well, you're obviously here because you have nowhere else to go.«

I roll my eyes. »That's not the only reason I'm here.«

His lips form into a small smile and he raises his brow. "No?"

"No, Axel." I tell him and he grins, his dimples popping out. "Listen to me, and listen to me good. You're not a fuckup, don't ever say that again. There are no bad people on this planet, there are just people who bad things have happened to and they don't know how to deal with them because they don't have anyone who would help them.

"Axel, you have me, and I'm here to help you, just like you're here to help me, so don't try to make yourself be one of those people. We're equal, none of us is better than the other, okay? I love you, please remember that. I'll always love you, Axel, so don't try to push me away from you. Promise me you wont push me away."

His tears still haven't stopped so I wipe them away with my thumbs and push his hair back. It's always over his face, he really needs to cut it.

"I promise." he whispers. "I don't know what the fuck I did to deserve you."

He leans his forehead on mine and we close our eyes, letting our other senses feel each other. I have my hands buried in his long curls, his arms are tightly wrapped around my waist.

"Yo, mate! You got some explaining to do! I heard that you and that new girl have been getting it on, what's up with that?" a loud voice booms through the house, and I recognize it as Louis.

I let out a chuckle and slightly move away from Axel.

Just then, Louis's head peeks from around the corner and a smirk grows on his face.

"Well, hello there, beautiful.«