IMAGINE BEING A BARMAID AND WHEN A FIGHT BREAKS OUT AXL PROTECTS YOU
Pouring drinks for greasy slobs day and night wasnât your dream job; but it was paying the bills for the time being. The tips had a big hand in keeping you afloatâwinning over drunkards with a wink and a smile was almost second nature by now.Â
You glanced behind you now and then; counting down the hours when youâd finally be able to go home and enjoy some time to yourself. The clock was hardly nearing ten-fifty, and you werenât to be out of this hole in the wall until two am. Great.Â
Characters of all sorts lined the bar table, mostly biker men with their plastic barbie blondes hanging on to their very word that made you want to puke. But you didn'tâyou smiled and refilled their glasses. They might not be the company you prefer, but everyoneâs money is the same.Â
Only one guy at the end wasnât giving you a hard time, and for that reason alone he stood out among everybody else. His friendly eyes blinked up at you from the screwdriver drink sitting in front of him that he was swirling a thin red straw around in. Your friend had served him when he arrived, but for some reason his eyes flicked back to you at any opportunity. It was hard to tell if he was part of the rowdy crowd you were serving, being his hair was just as long and he was wearing the same amount of leather. Either way, you reminded yourself you had a job to do and didnât put too much thought into it.Â
Suddenly the laughter and chatter in the area took an abrupt turn to violence and debauchery that you couldnât disarm. These large men were throwing punches while girls screamed, clawed one another in defense of their men, and smashed anything they could get hold of. You backed into the bottle-lined wall just behind you, wide-eyed and unsure what to do as you watched this scene unravel in front of you. Before you had time to think your eyebrows bent, frightened, questionably at the red head as he jumped over the bar and took you down to the floor with him just before a glass mug crashed where your head was moments ago. âStay down!â When glass parts and beer showered the two of you, the stranger protected your head with the flap of his leather vest as you were trying to put together what the hell is happening above the two of you.Â
He got to his feet, crouched low enough to avoid being pelted with anything else due to the protection of the bar, and held his hand in front of you for you to take as you looked at him, clearly puzzled as to why he would have bothered to save you from the blow.Â
âCome on, letâs get the hell out of here, whereâs the back exit?â
Quickly you took his hand and got to your own feet, motioning around the corner before ducking out of the dust of insanity while pulling him with you. You were both breathing heavily, more so relieved to be away from the havoc. When your eyes met you both chuckled almost in disbelief as you dusted dirt off of your clothing.Â
âThis is my life,â you said as your head shook, leaning against the hood of someoneâs car while letting out a baffled chuckle as you thought back on how you couldâve had your nose broken by a mug minutes before.
âYeahâmineâs not too far ahead on fuckinâ the crazy train,â You looked up at him dubiously; thinking you thought you had him figured out already.
âArenât those your friends in there? the bikers?âÂ
Looking over his outfit, Axl chuckled at your rational assumption. âNo, not exactly honey,â
As he joined your side and shuffled out a box of cigarettes that you turned down when he aimed them your way before taking one for himself, you thought up conversation while watching him light the stick.
âI guess I should thank you, If I knew your name?âÂ
He grinned, blowing his first drag into the air away from you before lying his stunning eyes on yours again. âAxl, you sweetheart?â
You smiled fondly while answering. âIâm Y/N.âÂ
Axl lifted his weight off of the car just before facing you directly.Â
âWell, Y/N,â he spoke positively, looking off at the businesses and traffic nearby momentarily. âI donât know about you, but that brawl in there got me hungry. Waddya say you join me for lunch?â
Your head nodded almost thoughtlessly, making Axl smile before motioning you to follow him. âI know a great place âround here. Come on, my bikeâs this way,âÂ
âSo you were with them!âÂ
Axl chuckled at how flustered you were, nudging your shoulder with his as you walked along the parking lot. Through his gruff chuckle and teasing faces, he eventually corrected himself. âIâm just fuckinâ with ya. I walked here.â
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