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[idgafleur]

#p*

[idgafleur]

Fleur was worried, she wasn't going to lie to herself. She stood back and watched as he slid to the ground. She chewed her bottom lip trying to find words to say to make it better. She knew he was upset and she knew she was supposed to make it better. But the words weren't forming. So, Fleur just watched and waited for him to calm down. 

When he looked up into her eyes she knew what it was about. Fleur knew it had to be some kind of panic attack about what happened that night. It was terrifying to know that it had effected him like this; that the pain was killing him like it was. So, she just had to find a way to comfort him the best she could.

Fleur nodded, walked over, and sat next to him. "It's not a problem, Ash." She said quietly leaning her head on his shoulder. "It's my job as your friend to help. So, I'm glad you did come to me." She got quiet for a second. Then it just kind of popped out, "Do you wanna talk about it?" She asked sitting up straight and looking at him. Fleur was hoping he'd finally open up and tell her what was going on in his head that maybe, just maybe, he'd really talk to her and explain just why it took so long.

Say Something ► Asher & Fleur

A feeling of comfort washed of Asher when Fleur opened the door. He didn’t say anything in response to her question, he knew she already knew the answer. But instead nodded as she took his arm and lead him out the doors of the school. Asher felt as though he was going to pass out if he held his breath for any longer, so as soon as he hit the fresh air, he breathed.

Pulling away from Fleur he leaned his back against the cold bricks of the building. Letting his body give out and slide roughly down the wall. He didn’t know how much of this he could take, a person can only hold so much inside before they break. And Asher, he was breaking.

He looked up at his friend, his eyes connecting with hers. She was the only one who really knew what happened that night, minus the gory details. Asher sighed loudly, breaking the connect and staring down at the gravel. Sticking his fingers in the grass that was planted beside it “I’m sorry if I freaked you out.” he pulled out a couple strands of grass, throwing them into the wind “I didn’t know who else to go to.”

#para #p: say something

[idgafleur]

#p*

[idgafleur]

Fleur was completely knocked out. All week she'd been in a drift between kinda sick to hormonal to feeling like she was on a cloud. But right now she was completely out; that was until a loud twinkle went off under her pillow. She shot up and looked around the room. Everyone was gone except her she held onto her chest when she looked down at her phones screen eluminating the dark room. She read the text and looked down at the fact she wasn't wear pants and grummbled. It took a second for her to realize just what Asher meant. Fleur ran over to her dresser and pulled on the closet pair of leggings she should grab. Asher wasn't one to just need someone, she knew that, it had to be major. Asher was the closet thing to family Fleur had here. So she was ready to go in almost ten seconds. That's when she heard the door banging her she's got wide as she heard Asher's voice on the other side. Fleur quickly opened the door and her face fell, "Ash, are you alright?" That was a stupid question but that was the first thing she could even say. She didn't want to let anyone see him like this, "Come on, lets get some air." Fleur said looking around and locking arms with him.

Say Something ► Asher & Fleur

Asher sat on the edge of his bed, his feet planted firmly on the ground and his head buried in his hands. Sweat was visible on his face and his breathing was heavy. Once again he had woken from a flashback nightmare of the day his best friend died. They were getting more constant and Asher didn’t know how to make them stop. Picking his head up out of his hands, he wiped his forehead and brushed through his hair with his fingers. 

He stood up from the bed, he needed a distraction. Something that would keep him from sleeping and take his mind of off the whole event. Asher pulled his phone of his pocket, sending a quick text to Fleur to come over right away. Throwing it on the bed, he continued to run his fingers back through his hair with both hands as he paced the room. The memory of his flashback repeating in his head, he needed to get out of his dorm.

Running down the hallways, he searched for Fleurs dorm. Knocking loudly on the door when he found it, not caring who he could be waking up. “Fleur?” he was almost shaking both in his words and body “I need.. Please tell me your in there..”

#ss

[idgafleur]

#p*

[idgafleur]

Someone needs to explain to me why tumblr is being a jerk.

#pcacliquestart

[idgafleur]

You know what'd be a great song they could cover? Jenny From The Block.

Yeah, I vote that it's just Fat Amy and the little Asian chick.

I’m trying to reach that level. Obviously I’m not there.

Oh Mickey you so fine, you so fine you blow my mind-that whole mash up is damn brilliant. I hope they don’t fuck the sequel up.

#c: reply

[idgafleur]

Yeah-- probably not.

Yeah but the Riff Off is the best and that's all.

Pitch Perfect. I’m on that level.

You spin my head right round, right round, when you go down, when you down down. Benji’s solo part for the finals is so beautiful, though.

#c: reply #u ignore that text ok ok

[idgafleur]

I have three playlists on my Spotify; Midnight Memories, Pitch Perfect's Album, and all Ciara's, Rihanna's, and Beyonce's music. You all need to get on my level.

#c: starter #pcacliquestart

[idgafleur]

Wow. Such-- No.

Is that a sad attempt to be funny?

#c: blaze

[idgafleur]

Wow. Such same. Such fire.

I still can’t get over Catching Fire.

#c: blaze #she's so dumb sorry

[idgafleur]

I actually want your dream for myself.

Sam Claffin and Josh Hutcherson were figihting over me in a dream i had. I blame catching fire. It was a good dream.

#c: loni

[idgafleur]

@fleurmac: sometimes i feel like gary & sometimes i feel like squidward

#tweet

[idgafleur]

I'm about to get an even bigger headache. You people-- I swear. I'm not that kind of person. They're my friends. I dated Asher a long time ago. The fucks I could give if he dates Starshine are, like, none. I really don't get why people would think I would do that to my friend.

#i'm about to go shopping but still have fleur saying noooo

[idgafleur]

Well it sucks to be you because you're still not getting any. What?! You called me a baby for crying! I am sick, bro. I can cry if I want.

I asked for that like, twenty years ago. I pretty much died and the cotton candy wasn’t here. Don’t try to appeal to my sweet tooth, loser. Well, fuck. You wanted to get me sick!

#c: razer

[idgafleur]

I'm gonna call my mama and tell no to the cotton candy machine you wanted me to ask for since you want to throw me out of a friggin' window, buttface. 

You’re like ten pounds, it’s not that hard.

#c: razer

[idgafleur]

Says the one trying to throw me out said window, hmm?

That seems like a lot of effort on your part.

#c: razer