I slowly moved my hands down, and slipped them up his hoodie.

     "What are you..?" He askes, tensing up a bit.

     I reach up, and try to find the thing that's causing the bulge. 

     "H-Hey!" He shouts, pushing me back to try to stop me before I could find it.

     I slam into the cabinet, and my knees give in as the breath gets knocked out of me. The curry on the table rocks, sending a fork clattering to the floor. I gulp in breath, standing back up but keeping my distance from Axl. I know there's something there. Something under his shirt. Axl jumps forward, his eyes wide, and puts a hand on my arm.

     "Oh my god I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!" He asks, his voice breathless and panicked.

     I nod, not pulling away from his touch, though I'm a little freaked out.

     "I... I'm f...fine" I say between desperate heaves of air.

     He pulls back, adjusting his hoodie nervously before bending over to pick up the fork and get another. "S-Sorry about that... reflex."

      I adjust my hoodie as well, since it had slipped up slightly, and look at him for a second before shaking my head and looking away. "So uh... I know this is weird because of that being awkward and the fact that I hardly know you... but do you think I could stay the night? My mom would get mad for coming in this late..."

     His face lit up as if that hadn't just happened, and he giddily replied, "A sleepover?! Yes! Of course!"

     I smile a bit.