Chapter Sixteen

After eating our burgers Axl took me back to mine, my parents were most likely asleep and they were on a different floor to me anyway so I felt pretty safe when I led him through the door and up to my room. I grinned at him and leaned in to peck his lips.

He hummed and pulled me closer, raising a hand to run it through my hair and shutting the door behind us. I walked backwards until my knees hit the bed and I moved back so that I could pull him on top of me. His lips were so soft it was like I couldn't get enough, he pressed them harder against mine prompting a quiet moan to escape from my lips.

He smirked into the kiss and then ran his tongue along my bottom lip, making me open my mouth in response and soon things were getting heated. Axl reached behind me to undo my dress, I shimmied out of it and threw it off the bed, taking this moment to pull him back towards me with his tie, undoing it and throwing it onto the floor with my dress. His lips when to my neck as I undone his buttons on his crisp white shirt and that soon joined the growing pile of clothes. I reached for the zipper of his trousers, running my thumbs under the waistband and feeling him shudder in response. It made me feel amazing that I could do things like that to this handsome boy.

I was panting heavily at this point, feeling intoxicated by the pleasure I was feeling. Axl stood up to kick his trousers off but bent over in sudden pain.

"Are you okay?" I asked, propping myself up on my elbows and looking over at him in concern.

He nodded. "Yeah babe, let's continue." He smirked and waggled his eyebrows, kicking his trousers off and climbing back on top of me. I could feel how excited and turned on he was through his boxers and I reached down to tease him some more.

We continued to make out, his hands were just about to venture round to my back to undo my bra when it was me who bent over in pain this time. I almost head butted Axl who was still on top of. My hands went to my stomach and I moaned in pain, which made him stop what he was doing and look down at me, frowning.

"What's the matter?" He asked, brushing some of my hair out of my face which suddenly felt very hot. I may have even been sweating, I noticed the sheen on his face as well and a wave of nausea crept over me.

"I think I'm going to be sick." I pushed him off me, not seeing where he landed and ran for my joint bathroom, making it just in time to vomit into the toilet. My stomach heaved another three times before I felt as though I was well enough to rinse my mouth out and brush my teeth to get the taste away. Axl, who'd been holding my hair back had now turned a nasty green shade and took my spot on the floor in front of the toilet.

I furrowed my eyebrows in concern and sat next to him to rub his back. Once he was finished I gave him the spare toothbrush and he carried out the same ritual as I'd done.

He came over to give me a hug and we sat on the bathroom floor just in case one of us needed to puke again. "Where did that come from?" He asked, nuzzling his head into my hair.

I shrugged and snuggled in closer to him. "I don't know, maybe it's food poisoning from that burger place?"

He sighed and tipped his head back to stare at the ceiling. "I never thought I'd hate burgers as much as I do at this moment."

I giggled, reaching up to pat his curls and plant a sweet kiss on his cheek. "Is it because they stopped you from getting laid?"

He pursed his lips and gave me a look that screamed 'well-duh'. "Do you want to go back to bed?" We'd been sat there for a good half an hour with only one more puking escapade and I felt as though my stomach was settled enough for sleep and so I nodded. He picked me up, kissed my forehead and laid me under my covers, soon joining me and wrapping his arms around me as we both tried to keep the rest of what was in our stomachs where it should be.

I rolled over to look at him only to discover that he'd already fallen asleep. I smiled slightly at the sight and snuggled into his chest, his arms coming to wrap tighter around me and I fell into an uneasy sleep.

When I woke up the next morning it was to an intense feeling of nausea, so much so that I jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom again only to find Axl was lying in the bathtub. I didn't pay him too much attention as I fell to my knees and vomited again.

"Sweetie? Are you okay?" I heard Mom shout through the door of my bedroom. I went to answer but another round of vomit came up. She walked in and came over, gently rubbing my back and holding my hair out of the way. "Did you drink too much?" I shook my head and regretted it immediately.

"No. I didn't have any I swear. We went out for burgers afterwards, I think it was them cause Axl's sick too." I pointed over to him before putting my head back in the toilet and moaning in pain. Mom went over to see if Axl was alright, shaking him awake causing him to shriek as he was only wearing his boxers.

"Oh hello Mrs Roberts how are you today?" He rasped, using the shower curtain to hide his body. I laughed and then moaned at the feeling of pain that coursed through me at the stomach contractions.

Mom smirked. "I'm good Axl how are you?"

"I've been better."

She nodded and came back over to me. "Sweetie do you think you'll be alright if your Father and I go to work? Just give us a call if you need anything." She kissed the top of my head, smiled at Axl and left us alone.

Axl tried to get out of the bathtub, slipped and fell back, hitting his head against the porcelain. "Are you okay?" I asked, holding my stomach with both arms as I got up and reached over to check his head. There was no blood so I helped him out and then we grabbed some blankets before heading downstairs.

"I'm going to find us some tablets." I whispered, leaving him to make a nest on the sofa and heading into the kitchen to find some painkillers and some water. When I managed to find everything I went back to Axl, smiling tiredly when I saw that he'd fallen asleep again. I put down the water and turned the tv on to a low volume, snuggling up on the other end of the sofa and making myself comfortable.

I looked at the time to see that it was only eight in the morning, making me groan and close my eyes, soon falling into a daze before I felt myself being moved and jumped involuntarily. I opened my eyes to see that Axl was awake and pulling me into his chest. I crawled over him to lie on top and rest my head in the crook between his shoulder and neck, breathing in his comforting smell and feeling the illness fade away slightly.

It was perfect until someone banged on the door. "Axl are you here! I had a talk with you about this last night and you promised you would be home! I swear to God that you are never leaving the house again!" I shared a terrified look with Axl as he gently sat us upright and continued to listen to his mother ranting.

"Did you not tell her what happened last night?" I asked shrilly, hating the idea that she thought that the two of us had been doing things. That was something no Mother should ever think about her children.

Axl shrugged and frowned. "It was 1 in the morning, trust me on this that would have made her even madder."

I sat up fully and pushed him off the sofa. "Well go and tell her what happened!"

She continued to bang on the door and shout threats to her son. "No you go!"

I ran my hands over my face in frustration. "She's your mother!"

"Exactly! She can kill me but she wouldn't kill you!"

I sighed and stood up. "We'll both do it."

Axl smiled in relief and ruffled his hair before taking my hand and leading us over to the door where I unlocked it and ducked as Mrs Heck continued to knock not realising that the door was open, resulting in her hitting Axl in the throat. He immediately started choking and I gaped at the scene.

Mrs Heck looked completely shocked and started patting him on the back as if he was choking on food or something. "What do we do?" She shouted as his face got redder and redder.

"I don't know." I shouted back. "Breathe Axl!" After a few more pats on the back he seemed to be able to take in a deep breath and his face went back to a normal colour.

"Oh Axl I'm so sorry! I didn't know the door was open, I would never hit you on purpose." Mrs Heck turned to me. "I have never hit any of my kids before. I feel so terrible, but you do know this is your own fault if you had come back last night like you were supposed to I wouldn't have come all the way over here and I wouldn't have hit you in the neck."

"Mom. Calm down, I'm sorry!" Axl continued rubbing his throat, his face contorted in pain. "But it's not what it looks like."

Mrs Heck remembered her anger and pointed a finger in his face. "That's what they all say but I know this is exactly what it looks like. You have no clothes on and neither does your girlfriend! Don't tell me what this looks like."

"Mrs Heck." I interrupted her anger. "We got food poisoning last night, our clothes are covered in sick." I explained, feeling my face go red with embarrassment.

She obviously wasn't expecting that as she held her finger in the air before lowering it slowly. "Really?"

I nodded. "My Mom came in this morning when I was being sick. I promise we haven't done anything, we didn't drink any alcohol but we did have burgers that we are never going to have again."

Her face finally lost all traces of anger and I felt Axl relax as she instead reached over to hug the both of us. "I'm so sorry both of you. Do you want me to make you some soup?" She came in and pushed us back over to the sofa. "But can you both put some clothes on. I'm finding this a little weird."