A/N --- Becca's outfit is in the external link xoxo
Axl POV
Storming through the front door of Becca's house, I'm greeted by her mother sipping wine on the couch. "Oh, Axl! Becca is upstairs, she didn't say you were coming over." I ignore her, pushing myself to run up the stairs, turning at the top to find the door that belongs to her room. I rip the door open, my heart beating a mile a minute.
"You're going on a date with Sean? Are you kidding me?" I yell, slamming her door behind me. Her small body is facing the large balcony doors as she sits at her vanity, doing her makeup. "With Sean? You went that low? Are you serious? Tell me this is a joke." I demand, walking up behind her with heavy steps. Her crutches are placed against the wall, her newly air-casted foot propped up on her bed. The doctor decided that her pain wasn't enough to keep her in a hard cast, so for comfort they put her in an air cast two days ago.
She sighs and turns, a black robe hanging from her body. "Axl, Sean is sweet. He always has been, even when we were little and you made fun of me for having braces. He asked if I wanted to go to a music festival with him so I said yes. Why are you so upset over this?" She asks, as if she doesn't already know.
Her lips are a crimson red, contrasting against her tan skin every time she speaks. "I'm upset Becca, because it's Sean! He is one of my good friends, I don't need my best friend and my good friend dating. Where will I fit in there?" I spew at her, watching her face contort from confusion to annoyance, her eyebrows angling upwards as if she is going to scold me. She pushes me onto her bed as she stands, steadying herself on her vanity before placing her hands on her hips.
The robe she is wearing comes to her upper thigh, the bottom being lined with black lace. "Not everything is about you Axl Heck. So what if Sean and I want to date? It doesn't affect you at all. You have a girlfriend who hates me and it doesn't change our relationship, so neither will Sean and I. Plus, it's just a concert, it's not a dinner date or anything." Becca explains, cocking her eyebrow at me.
She wobbly walks to stand between my legs, wrapping her arms around my neck. I look up at her while she brushes my curls from my face, her features softer now. "I don't like the idea of you having a boyfriend, boys suck. I don't want you to get hurt, or worse, forget about me." I sigh, pressing my head against her stomach. She smells of vanilla and strawberries from her favorite body wash that I got her for christmas one year.
She pushes my head back, leaning down to kiss my forehead. "I could never forget about you, Axl." She coos, pressing my shoulders back so I lay on her bed, her body curling into mine. "You may be selfish and incredibly self centered, but I could never forget you. You're my person." I smile, wrapping my arms around her body, rolling her over so she's underneath me.
"I'm not selfish, I just know that I'm the best thing out there and that nobody can be better than me." She rolls her eyes at me, pouting her red lips. "If you really want to go on a date with Sean then I'm fine with it, I just want to know what you're wearing. If he tries to touch you, so help me god, I will break his wrist."
Becca wedges herself out form under me, going into her walk in closet. "You will not hurt Sean, football season started this week right? You need him." She points out, rummaging through something in the large room. "Plus, if he does something I don't like, don't you think for one-second that I won't set him straight." I chuckle at that, remembering the last guy that tried to touch Becca without her permission.
She emerges with a black romper (Morgan taught me what that was) and a black hat in her hand. Her long hair is still in a bun on the top of her head as she walks over to her vanity. She straps one sandal on while she tightens her air-cast, before putting her gold banded sunglasses on her vanity. While she plugs in all of her hair things, I watch as she moisturizes her skin, leaving a lasting smell of roses and honey. "Curly or straight?" She asks, peaking at me over her right shoulder.
"How curly are we talking?" I ask. She takes some silver rod and wraps her hair around it, sending it falling down her shoulder in a loose wave. I nod, approving the curl. "Come over my house before your date, Brick wanted to show you some stupid book thing or something." I say, walking to her to kiss her head before exiting her room.
Becca POV
I walk over to the Heck house, opening the unlocked front door only to be faced with Axl and Sue fighting. "She's my best friend! Not yours! Find your own!" Axl yells at his younger sister, sending a pout to her face. I cough, catching their attention. "Becca! Tell Sue that you're my best friend and that she needs to stop inviting you to stupid school things during my football games." Axl says cockily, as if he knows I'm going to stick up for him.
"Calm down, both of you. I'm sure I can finagle a way to make it to both events, okay? Sue, what did you want me to go to?" I ask, watching her face lighten up, a smile crossing her features as her eyes turn into small crescents. Knowing how weird Axl gets about me not going to his games, I try to keep him as calm as possible.
When I left for school three years ago, he was devastated. Not only because I was leaving him here, but because I wouldn't be able to go to his sporting events. Ever since we were little, Axl made it his mission to make sure I was at every game he played, whether it be football, basketball or baseball. But when I was away, Skype had to suffice. The webcam chat consisted me of building Axl's ego up even more so that he would play his best, knowing he was playing his best.
"I started a cheerleading group called the wrestlerettes, and we are performing friday night." Sue explains, looking so happy about her accomplishment. Axl rolls his eyes at her, trying to start fighting again before I lift my finger to his lips, pushing his near naked form onto the couch. I ask Sue to sit as well while I take a seat on Axl's lap. I lay my legs across Sue's, removing Axl's start hairs from his face.
"Okay, Axl has his first game on Friday night and Sue, you know that Axl and I's ritual is a very important thing to him. Wrestling is Wednesdays and Fridays right?" She nods at me. "So, how about I go Wednesday, and go to Axl's game on Friday? That way you both get a dose of me." I grin, feeling Axl's hand pressing against my hip. Both of the Heck teens nod at me, agreeing on that simple conclusion.
Sue bounds off to her room, smiling the whole way. "Oh, I forgot. I have a present for you." Axl says, pushing me to sit on the couch as he runs behind Sue. He comes back quickly with a small box, wrapped in christmas paper. "I didn't have any normal paper so I figured Christmas worked." He shrugs, sitting back on the couch before pulling me onto his lap.
I pull at the wrapping paper, revealing a blue velvet box. I open it, seeing a beautiful gold banded, black faced watch. "Axl! I love it!" I scream, turning so I place a knee on both sides of him, taking his face in my hands. I peck all over his cheeks and his nose, wrapping my arms around his neck. He holds me in place with his hands on my hips, chuckling as I continue my assault.
"Do you think she liked it?" I hear Frankie giggle to, presumably, Mike, from the kitchen. I pull away from my best friend, a huge smile on my face as I scramble to put the watch on. "Axl, why don't you react that way when I kiss you? You get a smiley when Becca kisses you but when I do you freak out." Frankie teases, walking over to her son before placing a kiss on his temple, resulting in him trying to move away from her grasp.
"I only allow her to kiss me because she knows too much about me. She could blackmail me." He sticks his tongue out at me, winking after. I wink back, moving to lay my head in Axl's lap, my feet falling off of the end of the couch. "Also, she's my best friend, not my mom." Axl continues, causing Frankie to roll her eyes at him.
Just then, the doorbell rings. "Oh, that must be Sean." Axl remarks not too enthusiastically, removing me from his lap. I place my floppy hat on my head, fixing my hair as I stand. Axl gets the door, blocking me from sight as Sean smiles at him, roses in his hand. I hear them talking, or more like Axl talking and Sean listening. I walk up to the door, placing a hand on Axl's chest. "Have fun you two." He grins sarcastically.
"Bye Axl, don't wait up." I wink, turning to walk out the door. Axl's hand grabs my wrist, spinning me into his chest. He pecks my hairline, turning me back around before sending me on my way. I shut the door behind us, not needing Axl interrupting anymore. "So, what did Axl say to you?" I chuckle, smiling at the roses as Sean hands me them.
"He told me he would kick my ass if I try to even hold you hand." Sean says bluntly, a small grin on his face. I smirk, taking his hand in my own, clasping out fingers together. A small blush creeps up on his cheeks as I look up at him, the height difference causing some issues. With Axl, I don't have to crane my neck to look up at him, this is a new experience.
The window opens from Sue's room, Axl's head popping out. "Get your damn hands off of her, Donahue!" He calls, sending Sean's hand flying out of my grasp. I flip off Axl from behind my back, glaring at him over my shoulder. "Do I have to chaperone this 'date'?" Axl snaps, looking at us expectantly.