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Chapter 42 ALL WE NEED

I was floating in cloud nine for the next months, except for the fact that Kasay avoided me at all costs before she was finally thrown in jail. Since she turned 18, they charged her as an adult.

Dustin was devastated when he heard about her, but with everyone's help, he eventually got over it.

Axel's mother wised up and dumped her husband's sorry ass.
Of course, Cleo and his stepdad hadn’t looked at each other since. They both blamed getting caught on each other. The truth was they were both to blame. My father filed for a divorce right after the incidents that night, and she didn't get anything from him. He made sure of it.

Jaxon dropped off apology notes every single day. Each note was about different times we spent together. I made it seem like I never read them, but in all honestly, I read every single one of them. A few of them had dried tears on them, but I would never show them to anyone.

School was a lot better.
Everyone was making an effort and trying to be nice to me. Layla had changed my reputation instantly. She was trying extra hard to make it up to me. She even invited me and Axel to sit at her lunch table! But of course, we denied the offer. We didn't enjoy being watched by everyone while we ate.

Every lunch, he would take me outside, or to the school roof. But since it had gotten cold, we sat next to a large window on the top floor of the school which out looked the school's property. Thankfully, no one had classes up there during 5th and 6th period which were the periods before and after lunch. So we basically had the whole area to ourselves with no working video cameras watching us.

Jaxon had tried approaching us a few times, but Axel glared threateningly in his direction and Jaxon chickened out every time. I felt a bad inside sometimes. He had apologized countless times, but I wouldn't forgive him.

I stared up at my ceiling thinking about how much my drastically my life had changed. We'd all be going off to college soon and Axel still hasn't picked his college yet. His simple reply every time I bugged him about college was: “I’ll go anywhere you go”.

The day my applications were due, I grabbed my files and applied to a few universities in Florida, ones with high acceptance rates and higher chances of me getting scholarships. Ivy League wasn’t my dream, it was Cleo’s dream. And now that she was gone, there was no point. I applied to multiple undergraduate programs. I was still exploring my options. I didn’t plan on choosing till the summer when I’d be going.

Now I was lying on my bed on a Sunday night staring up at my dull ceiling. It was winter break and Christmas was coming up in a few days. My phone started to ring beside me. A picture of me and Axel flashed on the screen with the caller ID ‘MY PRINCE’ in bold letters.

I knew it was incredibly cheesy, but I couldn't help myself when I changed the contact name on my phone. I answered the phone quickly.

“Why are you staring up at your ceiling like a possessed person?” Axel asked right when I answered.

“Well hello to you too,” I rolled my eyes. “Should I start calling you Mr. Stalker now?”

“Nah, I prefer Mr. Bad Boy,” he chuckled. “Or Mr. Sexy Bad Boy if you like. You should close your blinds though; anyone could be watching you right now.”

I looked out my window onto the sidewalk below and sure enough, Axel stood there staring up at me.

A blanket of snow covered the pavement and my driveway. Bare naked trees and snow coated on their branches. It looked like a scene from a movie. “Someone’s is watching me right now.” I mumbled in the phone.

“Get dressed Princess, we're going out.”

Every time he said something, a cloud of smoke came out of his mouth because of the cold.

“Has it ever crossed your mind that I might have other plans?” I asked him.

“Do you?” he replied to my question with another question.

“No,” I replied.

“Good, now get dressed so I can take you out!” he grinned up at me.

“You didn't even say please,” I huffed.

“Please?” His smile warmed me, even from far away.

I rolled my eyes at him. “Fine,” I set my phone down on the bed, not bothering to end the call. I closed the blinds before changing into jeans and a long sleeve coat.

“You could've at least left the blinds open,” Axel grumbled on the phone.

“Pervert!” I yelled back, trying to put on my winter boots.

“But you love it.”

I couldn't help it when a smile appeared on my face. After putting on layered clothes, I skipped happily down the stairs. The walls were now decorated with photos of my dad and I, the evil stepmother was no longer in the picture.

“Rosie! Are you going somewhere?” my dad hollered from Cleo’s old study, which he now transformed into his own.

“Yeah, out with Axel!” I hollered back.

Though my dad was hesitant about Axel, he supported my decision. My father had heard other parents talk about Axel, but I convinced him to give my guy a chance.

“Stay safe!”

I slipped out of the front door. Right when I shut the front door, I was embraced in a warm hug. Axel kept me in his embrace for a few minutes before letting go.

“I missed you,” he grinned at me.

“We saw each other last night and talked on the phone until three a.m.” I pointed out.

“Doesn't matter, I still missed you,” he said before giving me a quick peck on my lips.

My heart fluttered and I felt the whole zoo in my stomach. Every single time he kissed me, even a peck, it never changed. My heart would always go crazy and my knees would always go weak.

He laced his fingers through mine and dragged me over to his new slick black car. Of course, he wouldn't let anyone call it a 'car'. His car was named after the couple name Layla gave us which was 'Raxel'.

Once we got settled in his car, he turned on some classical music, but of course he had to switch it to alternative. I didn’t mind though. “So where are we going?” I asked.

“It's a surprise,” he smirked.

“You're always filled with surprises.”

“So you'll never get tired of me,” he shot me a million dollar smile.

After a while of driving and normal chit-chat, we finally arrived at the destination. He shut off the car's engine and rushed out to open the passenger door for me.

“Where are we?” I asked, stepping out of the car.

“Guess.”

The place was coated in snow. It didn't take me long to realize where we were. A gasp escaped my lips. “You brought me to a junk yard?”

“Not just any junk yard,” he slung his arm over my shoulder, drawing me closer to his body. He kept me warm. “The one and only junkyard where we watched fireflies and drank tequila…”

“The junk yard where you started panicking because you had a firefly on your nose,” I teased. “I still can't believe such a bad guy like you would be so scared of fireflies!” I laughed.

“I wasn’t scared, I was…. Uncomfortable.”

“Just blow it! Please!” I imitated him. “Yeah, not scared at all.” I snickered sarcastically.

“Princess,” he said in a warning tone.

“Prince,” I said back with a smirk on my face.

His smirk appeared on his face after a few moments. “I'll get you back later. For now, let's climb that pile of junk.” He pointed at the large pile of junk. The junkyard looked so different in the daylight.

Climbing the giant pile of junk was a lot harder this time, since it was all covered in snow and ice. I slipped multiple times, but Axel had managed to catch me every single time. Once we finally arrived to the couch on the top.

The first topic of discussion was university.

“I know you’ve always planned on going to an Ivy League school,” he started. “And I fully support that.”

I frowned, “but we won’t be together.”

“It’s your future though, Rosie. I will support you no matter what,” his eyes melted into mine.

“Axel…” I breathed out.

“I’ll be fine as long as you’re happy.”

He was truly all I wanted.

“Axel…” I smiled, “I already chose where I’m going. I applied, and already heard back from them.”

I had never seen him look that upset. He was completely shattered, but he still tried to look happy for me.

“I’m happy for you Rosie, I truly am.”

I started laughing.
He sat there staring at me, utterly confused to why I was laughing.

“Axel, I didn’t apply to any Ivy League schools.”

He was pleasantly shocked.

“I applied to Florida…” I smiled. “I sent your application there too.”

He started kissing me over and over again. “Rosie, you shouldn’t have done that.” Each short kiss was filled with passion. “You gave up your chances-”

“I didn’t give up anything. Like I said, Ivy League has never been my dream. I just want to be happy.”

I was overwhelmed with joy to see him happy. He looked like the luckiest guy alive. His eyes showed me how he truly felt about us being able to stay together and attend the same university.

We talked for hours and hours.
We talked about everything.

Parents. My dad is considering getting back with my mom after all she's done to him. School. Is better with you there. Teachers. Sucks no matter what. Grades. I’m passing, so I couldn't care less. Life. Is wonderful with you in it.

Friendships. Always ended when people go off to college. Playing Cupid. Good luck, I'm still rooting for Trent and Layla. Christmas. I'm spending with you no matter what. The Future. With you in it.

The sky. The colors of your eyes. Food. Always a touchy subject since I hate peanut butter and you love it. Graduation. You'll be there with me. Prom. Can we just skip out? Fireflies. Please don't bring that up.

Forgiving Jaxon. I know you're planning to do that on New Year’s Eve and I'm not going to stop you. Children. I want twins. The Stars. Shine in your eyes. Music. Your voice. Being cheesy. I can't help it Princess. Fairytales. Don't our lives seem like one?

We talked while watching the sunset. Time passed so quickly when I was with him. We talked and talked, until the sky was dark and filled with stars, until the temperature dropped about ten degrees. Once it was completely dark, he lit the candles in the jars around the couch we were sitting on.

“Sadly, it's too cold for fireflies.” He frowned at the lack of movement around us.

Heaps of snow decorated the whole junk yard. You could barely see any of the junk. He pulled out the same bottle of tequila from that night and handed it to me.

I accepted it and took a swing from it. The liquid burned down my throat, making me a little warmer from the cold around us. I handed it back to him so he could get his swing. He shook his head and put the bottle back under the couch.

“I'm driving,” he shrugged.

“That didn't stop you last time,” I chuckled.

“Habits change,” he shrugged again. “Soon I'll become little Mr. Good Boy.” He laughed. His laugh brought joy to my ears, I loved his laugh.

He leaned into me until our noses were touching. Before he could press his lips against mine, something glowed between our eyes. We both pulled back and stared at the firefly.

“It's impossible,” I whispered, staring at the one and only firefly right in front of us.

There was no way the firefly could've been out in such cold weather like this.

“You thought lots of things were impossible, Princess.” He whispered back, still staring at the firefly. The firefly started to flutter its wings like it was dying.

Axel held out his palm to catch the freezing firefly, but it refused to drop dead. He still kept his hand below the firefly though just in case. He stared at it like it was the most interesting thing ever. His emerald green eyes shone with curiosity and something else I couldn't point out.

“You thought me noticing you was impossible, you thought drinking for you was impossible, you thought Layla changing was impossible, you thought getting Cleo out of your life was impossible, you thought getting suspended was impossible, you thought skipping school was impossible, and you thought a lot of other things were impossible.

Flower, things are only impossible if you think they are. And I learned that when I met you. We've both had crushes on each other for years, but settled with other people because we thought us was impossible. But right now, we're sitting here, only the two of us on a pile of junk in a junkyard. That would've sounded impossible to us too if we thought about three months ago.

Now things are different. Things aren't impossible anymore. The sky is within our reach, and we should reach for the stars. Our lives have changed.” He spoke, still staring at the fluttering firefly.

“I think that's the best speech I have ever heard,” I admitted. “Did you make it up all on the spot?”

“I’m just that smart.”

I raised my eyebrows at him, not believing him.

Finally he looked away from the firefly and sighed. “Fine, I actually wrote about half of it down. But it was different from what I said, I swear!” he threw both his gloved hands in the air. I couldn't help but smile.

He grinned sheepishly before grabbing my waist and pulling me so that I was straddling his lap.

“All we need are tequila and fireflies,” he breathed into my ear. “That makes the perfect date.”

“Correction, tequila and a firefly,” I snickered.

“Not anymore,” he said, making me look at the firefly.

The firefly was no longer alone. Another firefly was fluttering right next to it. I stared at the two fireflies in awe.

“Princess?” He called for my attention.

I gave him my full attention.

“You've got a firefly on your nose,” he said, playfully flicking my nose.

I huffed, “liar.”

“By the way.”

“Huh?”

“I love you too.” He grinned.

My breath got caught in my lungs as I stared into his truthful emerald green eyes.

“And I did not write that down.”

~*~

Crush on Mr. Bad Boy by Lilly Purdon (42)

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