Chapter 50: Chapter 50

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"Wow. So it's true." Louis says in surprise after me and Axel tell him a PG-13 version of our story.

"Why the fuck do you sound so fucking surprised?" Axel growls and pulls me to sit on his thighs.

"Well, it's really interesting to me that someone like Sophie would like a grumpy ass like you."

I giggle at that and Axel frowns. "I'm not a grumpy ass, I just don't feel like laughing all the fucking time."

"Yeah." Louis shrugs. "You're a grumpy ass."

Axel buries his face in my neck and groans:"Shut up.", but I can feel his lips spread in a smile.

Louis shakes his head and makes a tsk tsk tsk noice in disapproval. "What do you suggest we do with him, Sophie?"

"I don't know, is he ticklish?"

His head bolts up, and his hands snatch my arms. "Don't you dare." he says with a low voice.

Louis and I laugh at his reaction. "Oh, I'm definitely gonna use that later." I wink at Louis and Axel's grip tightens.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Mhm." I nod, grinning. "Pretty sure."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." he whispers and kisses my neck, teeth gazing the skin.

"Will there be consequences?"

"Mmm" he chuckles, "definitely."

All this affection was making me dizzy and unable to think, so I unwrapped his arms from around me and stood up, heading into the kitchen.

Louis looked beyond grateful, and I smiled at him. "Do you want anything to drink?"

"No, thanks love." he grins and I go to the kitchen.

"Hey, what about me?" Axel yells.

"You have your own damn feet for a reason, Axel." I yell back.

"He has too!" he argues, his voice slightly more high-pitches than what I'm used to.

"Yeah, but he's a guest. I'm sure you know your way around the kitchen better than him." I tell him back and begin to search the cupboards for chocolate or cookies or anything sweet to satisfy the need my new cycle brought with it.

Faintly, I hear Axel grunt. "I'm not so sure. He spends more time there than me."

After investigating the cupboards on the floor and finding nothing, I huff out and look up to the ones that were higher up. I prayed that the chocolate wouldn't be so high that it would be out of my reach. However, when I found my prize a few moments later-chocolate chip cookies- they were on the highest possible shelf.

I groaned, wondering how I'm gonna get that.

Damn me, for being so short.

Seeing there was no other way out, I climbed up on the counter with my knees. Grabbing the faucet with my left hand so that I wouldn't fall, I spread my hand towards the box. My arme are so outstretched it starts to hurt, but I'm centimeters from it and I'm not giving up.

Ugh, only a little more...

"What are you doing?" a deep voice cuts me from concentration and I almost have a heart attack.

I huff out at Axel. "Why are the cookies so high up there?"

He grins, dimples popping out. His messy curls are on his forehead, making him look yummy. "Oh, that's what you're trying to reach? You're so cute."

I roll my eyes and concentrate back on the cookie box, ripping my eyes off of his perfect figure. His steps approach me, and I feel his hand on my waist, his other effortlesly reaching the box and putting it on the counter. "It's so that Louis can't reach them. He always eats all my best shit and this is the only way to protect it." he reveals and lifts me up, putting me down on the floor. "But don't tell him that." with a wink, he grabs my hand and we go back to the dining room.

An hour later, Louis leaves and while Axel goes to door with him, I wait on the couch. Pain spreads in my lower stomach for a moment, making me wince and clutch my stomach. God, how I hate periods.

"What's wrong?" Axel is by my side immediately.

"Nothing just, um" I grimace, "woman problems."

He frowns and then he opens his mouth and lifts his brows. "Oh, that shit, uh? Does it hurt?"

I inch my head towards my shoulder. "A bit."

"Did u plug yourself up?"

I blush. "No, I don't use that."

"You use that diaper thing?"

"It's not a diaper, but yeah." I laugh.

He grins. "Well it kinda looks like a diaper. It's appropriate for you, anyway."

"Hey!" I swat his arm and he laughs, a full on laugh, making me fall in love with him all over again. Pain spreads again, and I wince. He stops laughing. "Here, let's lay down.« He positions us in a way that we're spooning on the couch and I sigh in content.

Suddenly his hand starts moving down my body.

"What are you doing?" I squeal, obviously not ready for any activity down there.

"Shh, it's okay. I just think it might help if I put my hand on your tummy. You always say how warm my hands are." He reaches for the hem of my shirt and puts his hand under it, on my lower belly.

"Well, they are." I tell him and surprisingly, his hands really make me feel better.

I sigh and smile, snuggling up to him in content like a puppy.

"Good?" he asks.

"Mhm."

He chuckles and kisses the back of my head. "I'm glad. Are you okay? You know, with everything going on."

I exhale, thinking of what to say. "I'm really sad about what happened with my dad. We were always so close, you know. Back in Minnesota, I didn't have many friends and I was more connected with parents, especially dad. But I don't regret my decision." I tell him, without a hint of hesitation. "I would have done the same thing again. They don't control who I want to be with and who I love simply because of how they look."

At that, Axel places another, more lingering kiss on the back of my head. "Thank you." he whispers.

»Don't thank me, you still have stuff to explain.« I immediately say, narrowing my eyes at him. He shrugs and tightens his grip on me. »It freaked me out. Prospect of hanging out with you, Liam and Amber, I felt like I downgraded to the loser level-«

»Hey,-» I try to defend myself, offended, but he puts his finger over my lips to shut me up.

»I know it's not really the loser lever but you gotta know that I'm used to being the school's top asshole and manwhore. I just, I freaked out and after that morning. I know that's very fucking selfish of me considering what you had to go through, but still. It's becoming obvious that you're the strong one in our relationsip.«

I grin. »It is, isn't it?«

He rolls his eyes but it's obvious he's refraining himself from smiling. »Well, anyway, I went out to the bar alone and got wasted. That's it, literally. It's a sad, boring, pathetic story.«

I sigh, leaning my head on his shoulder. »Don't do that ever again.«

He takes my hand in his. »I gotta keep my bad boy standard up or you'll get bored with me.« he defends himself and kisses my hand. »But okay, I won't. Or at least I'll text you.«

I nod. »Okay.« Sighing, I turn my head and peck his cheek. "We have come through so many things in such a short time, it's amazing, don't you think?" I ask and he nods.

"Definetly. But I'm really glad I have you, you know. I'd never let anything happen to us." he tells me and I smile, turning a bit so I can look at him.

"Me neither." I tell him, and place my hand on his cheek. He smiles at me, closing his eyes and pecking his lips.

I wiggle closer to him and put my lips against his. By now, I have gotten completely used to his piercing, I would miss it if it wasn't there. Sneakily, I bring my hands to his stomach and grin, knowing what will come.

"I have a theory to check." with that, I start tickling him.

He immediately squeals and begins to laugh, trying to capture my hands but I don't let him.

"No-hahahahaha-Soph, sto-hahahaha-stop!"

I don't stop, but I start to laugh with him.

Unfortunately, he finally manages to catch my hands and he growls at me, furrowed eyebrows.

"Oh, baby, I told you there will be consequences. Get over my lap."

I frown. "What?"

He sits up and taps his thighs. "Lie down."

"You're gonna spank me?"

He smirks. "Well, you were being a bad girl, I think I have the right."