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@asher--clarke-blog
So, I have been listening to songs from when I went through my ‘Andy Biersack saved my life’ phase and now I can’t stop listening to it. I’m highly ashamed of myself, but also really not that ashamed because I actually like this music better than what’s on the Billboard’s Top Ten.
“...How’re you doing?”
She nodded her head gently, wrapping her arms around his waist. “Okay,” she mumbled quietly, looking up at him as she rested her chin against his chest.
He kissed the top of her head, smiling as he did so. “I love you.”
He brushed a bit of her hair back a little bit, shaking his head. "It's okay. Don't worry about it. Just... Don't be insecure about us. I love you."
"That's okay," he told her, rubbing her back and taking a deep breath. "I love you too, though..." He let his eyes shut and he began to play with her hair.
"Not ridiculous... You just don't have any reason to be jealous. Reagan is just a good friend." He pecked her lips gently and shook his head. "You won't lose me. I promise."
Asher sighed at that, shaking his head. "I love you too, Gem... And no one is gonna change that. I don't cheat, and I never would. Don't you trust me?" Brushing his fingers through his hair, he shook his head. "Harry was ashamed of me. Harry was interested in owning me. I don't think he ever cared..." Ash took her hand, carefully pulling her back to him. "Gemma..."
"I care a lot about you too, Gem. That's why I'm with you all the time, and when I'm not I'm either texting or calling you." He shook his head. "I spend time with her because she's my friend. Nothing's going on... And the fact that you think I would do that to you makes me wonder why you're with me at all."
"Oh, so now you're gonna raise your voice at me? Tell me, Gemma, what exactly have I done wrong? I have never kissed Reagan, slept with her, or went on a date with her so what exactly have I done?"
"Ah... Just don't read the articles, then? Because the tabloids try to stir shit up. You're letting them do just that." He frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. "No, actually, I wouldn't. I don't get jealous unless I have a reason not to trust someone. Why am I on the defensive here?"
Gemma looked up at him, letting a heavy breath of air out. “Reagan,” she mumbled, chewing on her bottom lip. “You do realize that there’s rumors about you two, right? You do know that, don’t you? People are saying you’re dating and a whole bunch of stuff, Ash,” she sighed, running a hand through the ends of her hair.
“Reagan?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. At her statement, his eyebrows furrowed. “Ah... I mean, I guess? But anyone’s who’s asked me has got the same answer... I have a girlfriend who I’m very committed too, and it’s not Reagan. You have nothing to worry about, of course.”
Gemma moved down the hallway slowly, playing with her fingers. She didn’t think Asher would do anything to hurt her, but a part of her felt they needed to talk about this. Once she found his door, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door, awaiting him to open it. When he appeared at the door, she looked up at him, chewing on her bottom lip. “Ash, I think we need to talk,” she mumbled quietly, nodding her head.
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Asher was playing his guitar, practing for his recording session later in the week. Reagan and him were still trying to work things out. They wanted to make the song perfect, after all. Hearing the knock, he got up and went to answer it. He smiled at first, seeing his girlfriend, but it soon faded. “Uh oh. What’d I do?”
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Asher leaned in close to her ear, nipping at her ear lobe and smirking. “Now, Gem. I want it now.”
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“I’m Allison, and it’s very nice to meet you, Asher.”
“Nice to meet you too.”
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“Good girl,” he muttered, tugging on her hair and letting out a moan. He pushed her head down, grabbing her hips with both hands and forcing them against his own.
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