We drove to McRonald's. When we walked in I got a burger, and Axel got some chicken.

"Man," I groaned. "It's hot in here," I said removing my hoodie. I pulled my T-shirt down and sat at the table putting my arms under. "Okay," Axel said bringing the food to the table. "Here's your bur-" He stopped. "What?" I said looking at him puzzled. Axel moved towards me. "W-what?" I stuttered blushing. "You have a tattoo?" He asked moving my shirt from my shoulder. He could see the top of it. "O-oh, t-that's nothing," I said moving my sleeve back up. "I like it." He assured me. "It sexy." He said smiling. I blushed. "Pervert!" I said pushing him. "Hmph." I covered my cheeks with my hands. Axel laughed and sat down. "Idiot." I said grabbing my burger.

We finished our food and left. "Hey, Rebel," Axel said as we got into the car. "What?" I said. "Wanna go to go get drinks?" He asked me. "Right now?" I questioned. "I mean... Yeah." He told me starting the car. "I mean you don't have to if-" I stopped him. "Yes," I said. "Huh?" He asked. "I will go drinking with you. Not because you asked. But, because I want to." I said smiling. Axel looked up and smiled intensely.

  When we got to the club Axel bought us some shots. "Cheers." We said laughing. Then we got more shots. And more shots. And more. Soon we were buying the whole place drinks. "Whoo!" The people in the club cheered. People were dancing on the tables. And we kept drinking.

  Evidently "SexyBack" by Justin Timberlake started playing. "I love this song!" Axel said. He started dancing with a bunch of random people. I laughed at him but he is an actually good dancer. So he's hot, a good dancer, nice not to mention sexy. Axel really is amazing. I thought.

  "Axel!" I yelled. "You're so drunk!" I said laughing. "So are you!" He yelled back at me from the dance floor.

  Axel ran up to me and grabbed my hands. "Come with me." He said smiling idiotically. "Where are we going?" I asked. "You'll see." Axel led me to the back and pushed me up against the wall. "Let's make out," Axel said. "W-what? Y-your crazy Axel. You drank too much." I told him blushing. "I'm not crazy I'm in love." WHAT? Axel actually likes me. "N-no, Axel your drunk," I said. "I'm not." He assured me. Axel leaned closer to me. "Why are you so nervous, Rebel? Your even sweating." Axel touched my face and kissed me, and I kissed him back. Somehow it turned into a full-on make-out session.

Axel is really warm. His lips are soft too. Axel removed my shirt. I probably shouldn't have let him, but I was drunk.

  Axel paused and inspected me. "Rebel." He said. "Yeah?" "What are these scars from?" He asked pointing to the scars all over my back and chest. "N-nothing," I said putting my arms over my chest. That was a stupid decision. I have scars all over my arms too. "Rebel, what happened?" He asked worriedly while grabbing my arms. "I said it's nothing." "Rebel it's not nothing you look like your about to cry from me barely touching your arms. And your facial expression changed totally when I mentioned it." I don't know how to answer his question. How do I say "My mom's boyfriend abused me. Oh, and she didn't try to stop him either. When he got drunk it was even worse. He uses actual whips too. No big deal." What should I say?

  Well, I guess I got emotional because I started crying. "Rebel!?" Axel said. He hugged me, and I covered my face. "Rebel, look at me," Axel said sternly. I looked at him and he kissed me. I hugged Axel and continued crying. "Come on." He said. "Let's go." I put my shirt back on and followed him out of the club. Axel is always so nice to me. I don't deserve him.

To be continued...