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Notes: This is my first fic. Ever. I thought it would be fun to try it out, so take it easy on me.

Izzy's eyes popped open as he was being shaken out of his sleep. He looked up at a frightened looking Axl, brushing his hair out of his eyes. Axl's face was stained with tears and he was sweating. Izzy quickly sat up.

''Another one?''

''I didn't save you! I couldn't! It was too late, Izzy!'' Axl shouted, a sob escaping him.

Izzy didn't ask any questions. He never did. Even if Axl had these nightmares every night. They had been sharing this abandoned apartment that Izzy had found before Axl also moved to L.A. Izzy had been skateboarding down the street when he found the so-called apartment, the front door completely open. He had called Axl from a payphone and had told him he'd be waiting for him. And now here they were, no money, no food, nothing. Nothing but each other. And a dream. They had a dream.

Izzy tugged on Axl's sweat-drenched t-shirt, motioning him to come closer. Axl leaned in and fell into Izzy's arms. Izzy held him tightly, rocking him back and forth.

''What happened, ey?'' Izzy whispered in a questioning manner.

''You died. And I wasn't there to save you.''

''Axl, it was just a nightmare. I'm here, aren't I?''

''Yeah, but... It scared me. I didn't know what to do. I always know what to do.''

There was a silence. Axl sniffed.

''Hey, Izz?''

''Hm?''

''Can you, uh... Can you sing me something? I like your singing voice.''

Izzy paused, looking up at the cracked ceiling.

''Let me try and invent something.''

As Izzy kept rocking Axl and hugged him tightly, he started singing.

''Hush little Axl, don't you cry
Izzy's gonna bake you a pecan pie
And if that pecan pie tastes bad
He loves you still, so don't be mad''

His voice sounded gritty in the silence of the dusty room. Axl snickered. Izzy looked down at him with a grin.

''How was that?''

Axl looked up at his friend, big emerald green eyes filled with disappointment.

''Izzy, we don't have enough money to buy the ingredients for a pecan pie.''

''That's okay. I suck at cooking anyway.''

And with that, they both fell back onto the bed, still holding each other. Tomorrow would be another day, filled with cigarettes, smiles and rockstar dreams.

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Comment by midnight_moonlight - 05/01/13 - 09:57AM

Awwwwww!! That's one of the sweetest things I've ever read. Great work! Thank you!

Comment by pat4pat - 03/25/13 - 02:38AM

So adorable! 0:)

Comment by EvaGNR - 05/12/12 - 04:14AM

awww izzy/axl stories are my favourites. I love your protective Izzy. "I like your singing voice." so true. izzy sounds so great whenever he sings. :) "Tomorrow would be another day, filled with cigarettes, smiles and rockstar dreams." that sounds nice. i like your story. Eva

22-Husbands's response: Thanks, wow! I was really nervous posting this at first but I guess it's not that bad.

Comment by ShadesofBlue - 05/11/12 - 11:09PM

That was the cutest the thing I've ever read. I love this pairing.

22-Husbands's response: Wow! Thank you sooo much. Really means a lot to me. I guess I'll keep writing then haha.