You call your brother when you're drunk at a party. "Can you pick me up?* You ask, slurring your speech. "I'll send Axel, is that okay?" He ask, talking about his best friend, which is your crush. "Yeah of course" You quickly replied. You giggle, not in the right mind. "Even though I pretend to hate him he's really hot, like he's so tall and-" You brother interrupt you. "Okay okay shut up, he's coming over" Your brother hangs up, sick of you. In only a few minutes, you hear Axel's motorcycle rev. He takes off his helmet to give to you. "Ew I don't need to see your face" He smirk at what you said. "That's not what you said on the phone" Crap... He wasn't supposed to hear that.