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[axelpierce]

damnariella:

Going out without security wasn’t anything new for Ariella. She felt like she didn’t need it. She could stand up for herself. That was until she was surrounded by paparazzi, which happened the moment she stepped out of the gym. She had yet to finish her at home gym, which is something she should’ve done months before but she’d been so busy doing everything else that was the least of her worries. She pulled her hood over her head and shoved her sunglasses on her face in attempt to shield herself from the harsh flashes of their cameras. She didn’t ever stop to talk to any of them and so she wasn’t even sure why they tried. The moment she made it to a familiar doorstep, she ran up to the door and rang the doorbell. She hoped whoever was on the other side of the door would let her in long enough for her to call a cab to take her home and get her out of this situation that she’d put herself in once again.

axel had a toothbrush hanging from his lips when he opened the door to ariella, jaw slightly dropping as he looked behind him wondering if he was in the wrong person’s house and she just had the wrong directions or something. ❝i think austin lives in the apartment building next door, which you probably know already. i’m super sorry. you have the wrong address because i’m just me and probably not the person you’re looking for.❞

[axelpierce]

hannahpls:

“ six hours, huh? not bad, pierce, ” she replied without judgment, “ where are you going to put it? ” hannah herself could spend hours at a time assembling a thousand piece puzzle, or trying to beat her own record at solving a rubics cube – – there was comfort in knowing that things just worked. “ you should. you can put me down as your reference, ” she joked. noticing his eyes well up at the awful smell of blood, hannah apologised, unsure of what to do. “ i owe you big time. i know it smells horrible, ” she remarked. “ uber it is, ” hannah nodded. she was now sat firmly on the ground, bare feet cold against the bathroom tiles. she wanted to look at her wound every so often, but physically winced every time she did. for someone who loved horror films, it was probably rather uncharacteristic that she feared blood this much. then again, there was a difference between it spurting off your skin, and watching it on a screen. “ god, it’s going to hurt like a bitch, ” she agreed reluctantly, stepping up to follow him toward the sink. she hissed quietly as the antiseptic stung her wound. cleaning it up slowly, she dabbed at it delicately with her free hand as he organised the uber. “ we should go to legoland when it opens in new york. i heard they’re also building a legoland hotel. ”

❝it would have been in a shorter time frame but i had this math equation i had to tackle and then i didn’t realize i was trying to follow the spanish version of the instructions. .just yeah,❞ he babbled with a toothy grin. ❝i was thinking of hanging it from my ceiling to give the illusion that the ship is flying through the air,❞ he replied excitedly. ❝i mean you’re my emergency contact at the new york times so it only makes sense that i reference you again,❞ he revealed. ❝no. no. it’s okay, honest. are you okay? i mean you aren’t, but the smell must be bothering you. here, let’s get out of this room and when the car comes to pick you up i will hang back and clean the mess up,❞ he promised, a dimple appearing in his cheek. ❝but think about the infection you would be avoiding by experiencing this temporary pain,❞ axel tried to console. ❝we have to go. for sure, 100%. the uber is on its way. i’m going to go tackle your closet of cleaning supplies so by the time you get back it will smell like a meadow of flowers in here.❞

[axelpierce]

hannahpls:

hannah was relieved to know that it was axel at the door, an reliable and trusting confidante. she watched as his assembled lego masterpiece tumbled to the ground, thankfully staying completely in tact. “ my goodness, how many hours did that take you to construct? ” she inquired curiously. her right hand continued to apply strong pressure against her wound as a string of curse words fell from his mouth. “ you’re reading my mind, axel pierce, ” she exhaled deeply, the look on hr face communicating that yes, this was all a little unfortunate. the stench of blood only seemed to worsen, and hannah wasn’t sure if it was just her mind conjuring it up in her head or if she was actually beginning to feel a little woozy. “ thanks, i’m glad you’re here, ” she murmured quietly when he applied more pressure to the wound with his larger hands. “ i don’t think riding on the pegs yet alone the handle bars is a good idea, ” hannah reinforced. she didn’t exactly have two hands available to balance her grip. “ you can drive my car, it’s in the garage. – – i just went up the stairs with a bottle of wine, i was running my bath – ” bright blue eyes soon widened in alarm, “ fuck. i left the water on. ” she slipped on the nearest pair of shoes carefully creeping up the stairs toward her bathroom. thankfully, the bath tub had yet to overflow. she attempted to switch off the running water while still applying pressure to her injured hand, before sliding down to sit against the cold bathroom tiles, a groan tumbling from her lips. “ i think i’ve got some antiseptic under the sink, do you mind grabbing it? ” she asked sincerely, almost apologetically. 

axel took a moment to think about the answer to hannah’s question. originally he wanted to give a fake answer to make him look less nerdy but he thought about who he was with and there was no use lying to one of his closest friends, she could probably see right through him anyway. ❝roughly, six hours of building❞ he sheepishly responded as he concentrated on applying pressure to hannah’s wounded hand. ❝i’ll make sure to add mind reader to my resume.❞ he nodded, eyes watering at the unpleasant smell. ❝i’m glad i’m here too-- well i mean here so you won’t have to deal with this alone.❞ axel didn’t see anything wrong with a bike ride; he had amazing balance and could guarantee the trip would be smooth sails. ❝i can’t drive. i just didn’t see a purpose to get my license. but i could call an uber.❞ he responded as he rushed up the stairs after her. he leaned over her shoulder, body pressing against her own as he assisted in switching off the water. ❝yeah. yeah. of course.❞ axel opened up the cabinet under the stink, fumbling for the antiseptic, while trying to keep things neat and organized. he knew how ocd hannah was and made sure to be as meticulous as she would be in returning the items he pushed aside to grab the antiseptic. ❝maybe you should hold your hand over the sink and we’ll pour this over it and then put it on another towel to dab the wound. i’ll text the uber now.❞

[axelpierce]

darcylou:

“Every time I say something nice to someone, they screenshot it. Like listen, I know I’m not nice often but enough is enough. I get hacked way too many times. It’s never me. We all know I like a select few people.“

❝i’m sorry! i thought i apologized already. i accidentally screenshotted the text. i swear i was trying to take a picture of robert downey jr.❞

[brodie-sangsters]

[axelpierce]

hannahpls:

the wine bottle in hand smashed against the hardwood floor of her stairs, her knees bound to bruise considering she often did like a peach, but what was more concerning was the glass that had pierced through the palm of per porcelain hand. blood began to sleep slowly, though difficult to tell given the red wine surrounding. the smell however, was strong to her sensitive nose; pungent metallic and tangy. the doorbell rang, a faint alarm in the distance. shutting her eyes, she removed the shard from her hand. a self destructive part of her wanted to smash her other hand too, for the sake of symmetry or consistency or control. she wouldn’t allow herself though. couldn’t. shouldn’t. wrapping her bloody palm with the bottom fabric of her shirt, hannah bit her free hand with her mouth in effort to prevent from hurting herself any further. the doorbell rang again. she peered through the telecom to sight a familiar face. a part of her wanted to tell them to come back another time, but she figured she might actually need a helping hand to the hospital. stitches. great. “ i’ll be there in a minute, ” she yelled through the mic, rushing to the kitchen, she hissed loudly when she released her bloody hand from the grasp of the shirt, wrapping it tight with a clean hand towel. the bottom of her tshirt was now drenched in red. she stepped toward the door, unlocking it with her right hand. “ hey, sorry, i, ” she gestured behind her, though it wasn’t really helping her get her words out. instead she scrunched her nose at the smell of the blood, adjusting the grip and pressure of the towel against her palm.“ um, what are you doing here? ”

axel was bouncing with excitement, his hands gripping a 7541 piece lego set of the millennium falcon he had spent hours constructing. he was so ecstatic with the result he simply had to show hannah immediately, rushing a goodbye to his aunt before running out of the house they shared. however, the minute hannah opened the door the ship slipped from his hands and fell to the ground, forgotten in an instant when axel saw the state hannah was in. ❝holy shit. holy shit. the holiest of shits.❞ he cursed, rushing into hannah’s home and into her bathroom to grab a towel. he then clutched her injured hand and wrapped it in the towel applying more pressure to the wound, eyes scanning the area, noting the glass shards on the ground. ❝well, i wanted to show you my lego set but it doesn’t matter anymore. let’s get you cleaned up, okay?❞ he asked, tilting his chin to motion to the door. ❝i just have my bike but you can ride on the pegs or the handle bars.❞ he babbled before a more serious look graced his sun-kissed features. ❝what happened? the truth, please.❞

[axelpierce]

jordan-cooper:

Jordan watched the male for a moment, a small smirk on her face. “By the way you just reacted, I’m guessing that you’re not much of a drinker.” The blonde shrugged, “Well, name a genre and I’ll let you know what I have.”

❝is it that obvious?❞ axel questioned with a frown before shaking his head. ❝i prefer the sweet taste of apple juice to that of pure 100% ROH, or ethanol aka alcohol.❞ he took three seconds to think of a genre before blurting out ❝sci-fi.❞

[axelpierce]

jordan-cooper:

Jordan smirked a little at the other person, a bag full of alcohol in front of them. “I wasn’t sure what you’d be in the mood for, so I kind of got everything. Champagne, tequila, pinot noir — pick your poison. I have a huge selection of movies for us as well.”

❝oh, that is great. super great!❞ axel said with a wide cheesy grin, unsure on how to break the news to jordan that he did not drink an ounce of alcohol and was not planning on it either, not at this point in his life when he felt like he was putting himself back together for his ex wife. ❝what about this movie selection you have?❞ he questioned with bright eyes. 

[axelpierce]

hannahpls:

hannah had just stepped out of the gym, and placed her earphones in, routinely playing an old beach boys song from her iphone when she spotted axel crossing the street. papers were flying messily in the wind, a continuous stream escaping his unzipped backpack. for a split second, it was as if she was watching a movie scene in slow motion. she rushed over to help him, handing him a pile of notes she had managed to catch. hannah heard him mutter beneath his breath, but she didn’t comment. “ here you go, ” she motioned, before standing back up on both feet, “ you’re axel right? i’m hannah. we spoke uh, very briefly with zayn the other day. “ so you’re quite the scientist? ”

axel reached out to accept the papers hannah had caught his fingers briefly slipping against the skin of her wrist. he downcast his face, avoiding eye contact. he knew if he even glanced at hannah, his eyes would be permanently glued to her face, which would be creepy and then he would be labeled as the creepy one who just stares blankly at people’s faces. he could picture the scene in his head now. axel shivered in embarrassment, trying to gather the papers in one pile so he could shove them into his backpack. ❝t-thanks,❞ he stuttered. ❝what? wait-- oh yeah. that’s me. axel. axel is me. i am him. you remembered. i like science. i mean -- i am the scientist. i do some sciencey things. no biggie❞

[niaallerr]

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[axelpierce]

niaallerr

[ nialler ] : that’s super cool, do you like that? journalism photography? [ nialler ] : oh, well if you’re not comfortable then no, i just love trying new ideas so if you ever have one just let me know. definitely will pay you for your services!

axel: it’s pretty fun, i guess

axel: i just like being the one behind the camera, never in front of it

[axelpierce]

adeptstan:

stan raised an eyebrow, “you know being friends with me comes with people yelling all the time because i’m either in love with my ex girlfriend or needing a reality check and to lose anyone who considers me a friend,” he admitted with a smirk, not really taking any of his words seriously. “you sure you’re ready for that?”

axel twiddled his thumbs together as he let stan drone on about his social life being in shreds. ❝i think i’m pretty ready. i don’t really care much about what people say. i’m bullied on a daily basis in graduate school, oh and at work,❞ he explained with a shrug of his shoulders.

[axelpierce]

axel crouched down, scrambling on the ground to pick up the papers that flew out of his unzipped backpack. it was everything from advanced calculus to inorganic and organic chemistry to biochemisty and robotics. he had been distracted as he walked across the street, spotting hannah and being flustered and starstruck. ❝be cool axel, be cool,❞ he mumbled to himself as he stuffed his papers back into his bag in hopes that hannah did not spot the embarrassing moment. @hannahpls

[niaallerr]

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[axelpierce]

niaallerr

[ nialler ] : you’re a photographer? gonna have to use you then [ nialler ] : it is pretty awesome, i wish i knew how to photograph

axel: i work for the new york times as a photographer for certain stories my boss wants me to cover, not really for modeling gigs BUT i’m sure i could do modeling. . taking the pictures not being the model

axel: i need the money to help my aunt pay the bills

axel: it’s great

[axelpierce]

sebastiangrosvenor:

Sebastian’s mother had decided to come over for a visit and the future Duke was struggling with it. Although he loved her, he forgot how overbearing she could be and needed to get away for a bit. Smiling a little at the familiar person, he let out a small sigh. “Do you fancy doing something? My mum is visiting and I need to get out of the house for a bit.”

❝we could go to the museum of natural history or we could go buy every pop tart flavor, blind fold ourselves and try and figure out the flavors. i am chalk full of ideas.❞

[axelpierce]

adeptstan:

stan had overdone it, he knew he had. working out for three weeks straight, doing full body workouts, core workouts and cardio was exhausting, but he was slowly starting to get the build he wanted. pushing his long hair back, the boy winced as he moved in his seat, looking at the person who sat beside him on the couch. “well so many open seats and you come near me. you must want something,” he teased, grabbing his drink and taking a sip. “tell me, have you finally realized how much you need me in your life?”

axel looked down sheepishly at his all white converse, the palm of his hand immediately going to the back of his neck to massage the tense muscles underneath his skin. ❝well, uh no,❞ he smiled. ❝i just got back and i didn’t really make any friends last time so i wanted to try and be friends with whomever i kind of recognized first.❞ 

[niaallerr]

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[axelpierce]

niaallerr

[ nialler ] : i got my first modelling shots sent to me today [ nialler ] : gotta say, those photographers are crazy good

axel: oh i do photography for a living so i know these things 

axel: photography is a beautiful thing, kind of like finishing the lego replica of the milenium falcon