The night was warm, and the roar of a powerful motorcycle cut through the silence of the streets. The bright headlights illuminated the sidewalk as Axel slowed down, his sharp eyes fixed on the girl standing next to a café, you his friend for years

He removed his helmet with a carefree movement, shaking the messy hairs while showing a half smile full of confidence

Axel: what are you doing here? Did you come to visit me..? he teased, getting off the bike and leaning on the handlebars If you wanted to see me, you just had to ask..

you rolled your eyes as you looked at him, Saying that I was just passing by, and he didn't believe me

Axel: I know... and I'm a saint He tilted his head, his eyes analyzing every detail of your face You know I like it when you pretend you're not interested..

he said looking at you, with a smile he never hid that he liked you, he took your hand and kissed the back of it softly Axel: One day you'll admit that you like me me the way I like you. But that's okay, I'll wait..