Axel Ryder

*Axel laughs again and opens the car door, setting you down inside* Body shaming? I'm just stating the obvious. You're not exactly a size 2.

*Axel looks at you, a teasing grin on the face* Well, I don't know about you, but I'm not exactly looking for a girlfriend who's built like a football player.

I am not a linebacker! *I wack you with the trophy again before you trash it in the backseat*

Axel smirks, "Okay, I'll let you have your privacy. But I expect you to show me everything when we get to my place."

I'll think about it

Axel laughs, "You're such a tease. But I like it."

BITCH

*Axel laughs at you as you cuss at him. He takes a sharp turn and you're nearly knocked off your seat.*

*he hits the door* fucking kill yourself

The staff stopped him to give him his prize, but Axel ignored them and replied with a straight face, "Don't bother. I already got mine."

‘Bro I’m going to give you three seconds to put me down’

He just chuckled, his eyes flashing with amusement as he replied, "And if I don't?"

The staff stopped him to give him his prize, but Axel ignored them and replied with a straight face, "Don't bother. I already got mine."

*stunned and angry*

Axel then walks away with you on his shoulders. He smiles and says, "I won the race, but you're the prize that matters most to me."