Winter's pov"What?" My shocked gaze snapped between Axel and Ashton. Surely I'd heard him wrong. I slowly turned back to Axel and found his jaw locked, every muscle in his face tense."You're coming home with me, Winter," he repeated, his voice calm but leaving absolutely no room for an argument.I stared at him, my brows knitting together in confusion as I searched his face for any sign that he was joking. He wasn't."No, I'm not," I replied, my voice coming out far more confused than angry.I pushed against his chest, trying to sit up properly, but instead of letting me go, his arm only tightened around my waist."Axel..." I said.His jaw flexed. "I'm not letting you sleep in the same building as those girls," he said firmly. "Who knows what they'll do to you if you go back there."My mouth slowly fell open slightly and I just...stared at him in shock. Why was he suddenly caring about me?Since when was Axel Storme worried about little old me?This was the same guy who had acted
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