Emily's pov

I freeze. Chills start running down my spine. Is this it? Am I going to die?

I never pictured myself going out like this. I always thought I would die of old age, on a bed, surrounded by my grandchildren.

I hear the clanking of heavy footsteps approaching me from behind.

I don't dare move, because I know if I run, I will easily be caught in seconds, and that might anger the creep behind me.

The footsteps stop, and I feel a warm breath fan my neck.

"What are you doing here Emily?" The weird voice whispers in my ear.

I am shocked and horrified, how does this person know my name?

My heartrate quicks and I turn around to face them.

With a horrified look on my face, I raise my head and find Axel standing behind me, trying to conceal his laughter.

What?!

Why would he do such a thing?!

But no matter how angry I am, I can't deny that I'm relieved to find him behind me, instead of a creepy old homeless man.

That's why the voice sounded so weird to me.

"It was you wasn't it?!" I ask.

"You tried to scare me!" I accuse.

"Well I wouldn't say tried, judging by the look on your face, I succeeded." He smirks.

"Just so you know, your American accent was horrible." I smirk.

"Oh please, you were fooled." He replies, mirroring my smirk.

"Why would you do that anyway?" I ask.

"To teach you a lesson. You shouldn't be walking around here alone at night, it's dangerous Emily." He says, sounding concerned.

He's concerned about me? Just this morning he treated me as if I didn't exist, now he wants to care. He's so confusing.

"Why does it matter to you? And how did you find me anyway?" I bombard him with questions.

"Why wouldn't it matter to me?" He asks.

This guy is driving me crazy! One minute I matter, the next I don't. Make up your mind already.

"After what happened last night, and you ignoring me all day, I don't know, I thought you didn't want anything to do with me..." I trail off.

"Let's put that behind and try to be friends, I mean it's kinda hard to ignore someone who lives right across from you, don't you agree?" He asks, smiling softly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." I say, and smile back.

"Oh and to answer your question, I was dropping Liam off at his house a couple blocks away, and I saw you enter this alley. I couldn't let you walk here alone." He says, looks down, and awkwardly shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

I can tell doing kind gestures isn't a usual thing he does.

"Well thank you, I appreciate it." I smile and start walking.

"Where are you going?" He asks, his voice heavy with confused.

I turn around to face him, just as confused as he is.

"Home obviously." I reply. "Aren't you going to walk with me?" I ask.

He just told me he didn't want me to walk alone, now he's asking where I'm going?

"You forgot I have a motorcycle didn't you?" He asks, trying not to laugh.

"Oh..." I reply.

I completely forgot. I never thought I would have to ride on that deathtrap again.

No matter what the situation is, the universe is somehow always crossing our paths, and somehow making us closer.

Two weeks ago I would have never gone near a motorcycle, especially not one that comes with a huge bad boy.

But now I find myself walking with him to where he parked his motorcycle, and getting on.

"Hold on tight princess!" He says with a cheerful voice.

Princess... why do I like him calling me that?

I used to laugh at cringey couples who used those silly nicknames...

I wrap my arms around Axels waist and we take off.

When we reach our street, Axel stops in front of my house.

I get off the motorcycle, careful not to trip this time, remove my helmet and face him.

"I enjoyed this ride better than I did last time." I hesitantly say and smile.

"Just you wait, a couple rides later you're gonna be begging me to take you on rides all the time." He winks.

"You wish!" I laugh and shove his shoulder playfully.

I look down and realise that the helmet I wore is still in my hands.

"Here." I give him the helmet.

"Keep it. I have a feeling you'll use it more than anyone I know." He smiles.

My stomach does that weird thing again... So he plans on giving me more rides?

I somehow know he's right. I accept the helmet and look at my house.

"I have to go in now, my mom is probably worried." I say.

"Thanks for the ride." I smile and turn around.

"Night Brown." I hear him say from behind me.

"Night Axel." I reply and enter my house.

I walk in and find my mom sitting on the couch in the livingroom flipping through channels on the tv.

Judging by the look on her face, I know she saw what happened outside.

"Oh what's that you got there honey?" She asks, trying to sound clueless.

"Oh this?" I look down and smile.

"It's nothing mom, you don't need to worry about it." I say and go upstairs.