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"You are amazing, man." Axel praises as he hugs Rob from across the circle.

Everyone is really drunk, it's been four hours since we've started so Emma, Rob and Axel are all pretty much plastered.

But I'm not because of classes.

Yippee.

My self-pity party stops when I see Rob looking at Axel and I sitting beside each other, a wistful look on his face.

"You know what?" Rob asks, leaning his head against the edge of his bed with his legs crossed.

"What?" I ask, smiling.

The one good thing about being sober is that I get to watch people being drunk and I don't have to suffer with a hangover when I wake up.

Plus, it's hilarious.

"What's what," Rob begins, his sentence already not making sense. "Is that you two have so much sexual tension but you do nothing about it."

I laugh at his stupid thoughts, making eye contact with Emma for some back up but she's too busy stroking a wine bottle.

"I feel it." Axel nods, before burping.

Classy.

I turn around so I'm facing Axel and raise an eyebrow. "Really?"

I mean sure we joke a lot but there's no sexual tension here. At all.

I mean he looks like a Greek god but that's beside the point.

"Yeah, I mean I said you had a beautiful body and then," Axel pauses to poke my chest with his finger. "You did nothing but blush. Most girls would have jumped on me by now."

"Is that how you got Blossom?" I ask, knowing my mission of annoying him is completed when I see his lips turn into a frown.

He retracts his hand from my chest and runs it through his hair instead. "She was a fuck-up. But look at me, I don't blame her, nobody can resist me."

That's the thing I've realised about Axel when he he's drunk, he becomes more cocky. More boastful and more Axel. Rob however, just doesn't have a filter. Which tonight is sometimes hilarious and sometimes down right embarrassing.

Like right now.

"If you weren't my best friend I would so hit on you." Rob smiles affectionately at Axel.

"Yeah, no. I don't swing that way." Axel clarifies, shaking his head. "Woah, is the world spinning?"

Rob and Emma then shake their heads.

"Woahhhh."

"I think you're right."

"I'm always right." Axel tried to wink but ends up just closing both eyes.

"You really aren't." I disagree, still facing him.

Why haven't I turned back around?

"I was right about your bodyyyy." Axel smiles, dragging out the 'y'.

It's a proper smile, not just his usual smile and I realise that Axel has a slight dimple on his right cheek.

Is there any imperfections?!

"Of course you were right, look at her. God, I want your boobs." Emma complains, frowning.

"You're pretty good too." Axel says, nodding his head.

I slap him on his shoulder, probably hurting my hand more than him. "Stop hitting on my best friend."

"Well, put mine out of his misery and have sex please." Rob instructs, his eyebrows furrowing in protectiveness.

"Okay they aren't even remotely related. Also, Axel, I'm better than pretty good." Emma smirks.

I lean over the group and high five her.

I feel like a proud mom.

I feel a warm arm wrap round my shoulders as I sit back down and look over to see Rob doing it.

"Yes?"

"Please make out with Axel." He pleads.

I laugh before turning serious. "You, my friend, need to go to bed."

"I want the bathtub."

"Huh?" I ask, completely bamboozled by Rob's drunken thoughts.

"He means sleep in the bath." Axel translates, obviously having dealt with Rob drunk many before.

"We don't even have a bath." I point out.

We're in a dorm room for crying out loud.

"Well, to the shower we go!"

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Rob ended up sleeping in the shower cubicle in our en-suite.

Sitting up.

He's so going to regret this in the morning.

Emma stayed with us for a while until she got a text message and her happy mood quickly turned sad. She reassured me it was fine and left, around ten minutes ago, to go back to her dorm.

Which is in the same building as my own, thankfully, because she is not in the state to be walking outside by herself.

"I'm bored." Axel complains, looking round the room with an uninterested expression on his face.

"Good for you. I'm tired." I say, rather harshly.

Whenever I'm tired my mood turns sour and I will literally snap at anyone who even dares breath in my direction.

Finals week is not a good week for me.

Axel lets out a burp as he finishes the last of his wine. So far Axel has drunk anything and everything alcoholic tonight.

"I'm so gonna regret that." Axel shakes his head, throwing the plastic wine glass to the side.

I look up to my bed, praying that it's clean and that I can get some rest. To my dismay, the bed is covered in popcorn and pizza boxes.

Instead I lay down on the floor, the blanket adding extra padding to the usual concrete floor. I turn to my side as I feel Axel lie down beside me. He stares up at the roof whilst I'm on my side facing away from him.

"You know what's funny?" Axel asks me,

"What?" I sigh in annoyance.

I just wanna go to sleep.

"That we only met like a week ago." Axel sighs. "And it feels like I've known you a lot longer. Like since dinosaurs alive."

As Axel says this, he slowly turns to his side and scoots forward.

We're practically spooning.

"Touch me and you're dead." I warn, not wanting any unwanted thoughts to come into my brain.

"I know." Axel mumbles, his voice just a whisper.

I reach up to the desk that has Rob's laptop and lamp on it and switch it off. Darkness engulfs the room, but the light from the hallway casts an eerie glow across the room. It's just enough to be able to see what's around you.

I settle back down in my previous position and shut my eyes. "So, what's your favorite dinosaur then?" I ask, wanting to get as many stupid answers from Axel as I can whilst he's drunk.

"Stegosaurus's are the bomb." I hear Axel whisper back as he places a hand on my hip.

The heat sizzles through the leggings that I have on. Axel doesn't move but instead just keeps his hand on my hip with his body close behind my own, but not quite touching.

Before I can even form a sentence, let alone argue about the position we're in, my eyes drift shut and the darkness of sleep surrounds me like the blanket I'm laying on.

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Before I can even open my eyes, I know I'm in someone's arms. Someone's warm, muscly arms at that.

The previous night comes comes flooding back to me as my eyes ping open.

Axel.

I turn my head around and see Axel's face very close to my own. His breath comes out in small soft breaths as he sleeps.

I stay still for a while, enjoying the comfort. I feel warm and Axel's arm is keeping me against his body.

What the fuck are my doing?

I need to move.

Slowly retracting myself from Axel, I lift his hand off my stomach and place it on his own.

I already miss the warmth, but I quickly shake my head to get rid of stupid thoughts.

Suddenly, a tanned hand latches onto my hip and roughly pulls me back into my previous position.

I'm spooning Axel. Again.

I sigh in frustration. "Axel?" I whisper, wanting to know if he's awake.

He doesn't respond, but what he does do is scoot himself forward and bury his head in my neck. I can feel his breath fanning against my neck, his lips only millimeters away.

"Axel, wake up." I whisper harshly.

Suddenly, as if only now realising where he is, his whole body freezes.

"Oops, sorry Skylar." He rolls away and lies on his back, his eyes still closed.

"It's alright." I shurg, even though he can't see me. Standing up I look at his long frame. "How hung-over are you?" I ask.

"Please stop shouting at me." Axel groans, he opens his eyes and squints at the light. Reaching to his side, he grabs a pillow and places it under his head. He then rolls over and buries his head in it.

"I'll take that as a lot then." I laugh, suddenly thanking myself for staying sober last night.

I look around our trashed room and sigh with how much cleaning I have to do.

The whole place is covered in pillows and blankets. On both beds, there's half eaten pizza's and bags of chips that have literally been emptied out onto them.

I go over to the desk, grab a hair band, and tie my hair up. I might as well start cleaning now or else I'll never finish.

Sighing I begin picking up the pizza boxes.

Axel suddenly stands up. "I'm gonna puke."

"Lovely." I say, scrunching my face up in disgust and turning away.

I hear the squeak of the door handle as Axel opens the door to the bathroom. I suddenly remember where Rob is but before I can say anything Axel begins shouting.

"Why the fuck is Rob in the bathtub?!"

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