"You're such a creep," I told him. "You're lucky he's innocent or else this conversation would've taken a turn for the worse."
"I was hoping it would," Axel laughed.
"See, I told you he's not creepy," I replied. "Unlike you."
"He's horrible at flirting!" Axel laughed. "I was practically begging him to say something remotely innappropiate!"
"I realized that. But he's good at getting his feelings across," I told Axel as I locked my phone and shoved it into my pocket.
"Unlike you," Axel retorted.
"I told you how—," I started but he cut me off.
"I mean with him," he replied and I sighed, shrugging.
"I don't know. It's a lot harder to tell someone you don't like them than it is to tell someone you do like them," I admitted. "Or at least that's how it is for me."
"And why is that?" he a
