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Post by Ashleigh Stewart on Apr 18, 2012 18:45:15 GMT -5
the whole family had it planned that they were going to attend the upcoming party events that they were invited to. they were basically some family ceremonies and ashleigh wanted to take houston along with her but both of them weren't able to make it there. she had fallen ill and the blame was on the weather changes. her grandparents weren't willing to leave her alone at home and attend the parties but she made them realize that they she wasn't going to be alone and that houston was there to take care of her, her grandparents felt content and they left along with her pregnant sissy and her bf. a day later they left, she started vomitting. houston had gotten her medicine that did make her feel slightly better than before she still had fever . one of the nights, she had run into the bathroom to vomit but slipped and sprained her ankle. luckily houston was around so he helped her up and bandaged her ankle before pain releif ointment. two days later, when the swelling was slightly down, nora started to slowly walk around and clean the house along with that cook them food. in the days she couldn't walk, it was houston who cook them food, following her instructions. the food didn't taste great but it better than compared to nothing.he had been a great help to her and he made sure she took complete rest. with the passage of day, she was starting to fall for him. the two of them were completely different from each other but the fact was so right that two opposite poles attract . he had started to turn into her best friend, whom she could trust blindly. she never hid anything from him, nor did she develope the fear of being judged by him cause he had told her that she was still innocent compared to him. according to him, she was different that made him like her. for her, he was perfect. his behaviour, his laugh, his smile, his teases, his hair and everything else about him made him perfect . what she feared was that she could never keep up with someone as good as him and he will either end up getting bored by her personality or leave her for her flaws. so far, none of it was happening but the fear lay within her, anything could happen, anytime and she didn't feel prepared at all. if he left her, she would fall into pieces.
they admitted to one another that they liked each other a lot. love?that was a big word but she knew she was starting to fall for him and had no idea what was on his mind. Although she was willing to know what it was, she just couldn't admit it to him or ask him. she had spend her afternoon sleeping and woke up throwing up again. her clothes were ruined so she quickly changed into a pair of shorts and a big check shirt which wasn't hers. it was either one of her grandparents or her cousins who stayed the last month at the house. that was what she thought, while in reality it was houston's shirt, who had planned of wearing it after a bath. ashleigh had ran out of some comfy and casual clothing cause they needed to get washed. with nothing to do, she decided to put her clothes in the washing machine and slowly walked into houston's room, knocking and entering once he said to 'come in' .'' hey'' she said weakly. she had pulled her hoodie on his shirt to keep her warm and walked over to the bed. she was pale and nose had turned red. i just woke up so thought to spend sometime talking with you, unless you're hungry and want me to get you something to eat?'' she offered, sitting onto the bed.
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Post by Landon "Houston" Davison on May 3, 2012 23:57:28 GMT -5
(since you said something about it. here's a quicky) Houston wasn't big with relationships, he never saw himself with just one girl in the end. After all, he was a pilot and that means he could have foreign chick at any moment. But . . . why hadn't he, yet? He knew he liked this girl but he wouldn't say he was in love with her. that was crazy talk. that was most likely going to never come for the lack. he waas laying in his room, shirtless and having a nightmare but wasn't waking up just for that reason. But at least, he was under the blankets. he woke up in time to hear a knock, "come in". He heard her greet him and smiled, "You're not fixing me food with that nose." he teased, "I'll make us something, just lemme wake up a bit."
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Post by Ashleigh Stewart on May 6, 2012 23:06:30 GMT -5
life was moving way too quickly for her and she wasn't able to keep up with it. with hardly a whisper, time raced on like anything. from being complete two strangers, they started to get to know eachother. he joined her on her visit to her grandparents and met them & now they were there, spending some time at her grandparents place while they were away attenting family parties. she could still remember that day when she woke up next to him, considering him a stranger and freaking out. And today, she couldn't keep her eyes of him. he already knew that she liked him but didn't know that she was falling in love with him, way too hard and fast. she walked ino his room and settled down next to him. he told her that she wasn't going to get him anything for break fast with that nose and she laughed. '' hey, it's alright i'm fine. just gimme five minutes'' she said and walked off to the kitchen. within ten minutes breakfast for both of them were ready and she took a tray of two plates set on it in her hands. she took it to his room and placed it between them, settling next to him. 'here you go.'' she didn't wanted to disturb him at all. she loved his hair so she ran her hands through them, messing them up.
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Post by Landon "Houston" Davison on May 10, 2012 21:14:24 GMT -5
Houston was use to life in the fast lane but that didn't mean he is ready to be settling down. He didn't want too settle down at the age of twenty-two. He didn't think he would end up with anyone, which was why he was distracted most of the time. But he knew he had feelings for her that was annoying to no end. Part of him told him to run, the other part told him to stay so in his mind, he was at war. "Okay." was all he responded. Then later he was handed a tray of food, he sat it over his lap and started eating on the food. He just kept eating until nothing was on the plate, then picked it up and got off the bed, and went to go put it up. When he walked back in the room, he slightly smiled, "Have you taken medicine or are you just not going to get better?" he playfully teased.
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