#HiJamesMason

[meredithinbloom]

finally, meredith was allowed in to james’ room. she had been sat in the visitor’s area with an officer who had questioned her until she had no more answers, leaving her with nothing but a queasy feeling and dizziness she couldn’t shake. her hands gripped the sides of the chair, knee bouncing while her eyes stayed down at the tile floor. there was nothing worse than the smell of a too clean hospital, the endless buzzing sounds, the quick feet of doctors that never seemed to find their way to her and instead to other people waiting for news. it had to have been hours that she waited like that, stuck in the shell of her own frail figure, craving cocaine and hating herself for it. and then an angel in a white doctor’s coat and kind eyes approached her, letting her know that james was stable and that she was allowed to see him. 

disheveled and with puffy eyes, meredith followed the doctor to his room. trying to compose herself, meredith pushed the door open slowly, peering into his room to see him on a hospital bed with wires and a monitor beeping away. no, she didn’t like to see him like this but james was alive. and thank god. 

“hey there, handsome,” she found herself cooing lightly as she approached, pulling up the chair near the window to his bed side to take a seat. her legs were too shaky to stand. “always keeping me on my toes, aren’t you?”

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[reallifehq]

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[derekadler]

Living on top of his own store was such a convenience that Derek would never take for granted. It meant he was able to wake up later than usual and with the influx of customers lately, he didn't really like having to spend so much of his social energy early in the morning. However, Derek still had the habit of opening up the shop, a quirk that Luna always teased him about, but he couldn't help it; it was his baby. Derek bounded down the stairs of the side of the store that led up to his apartment and found a stranger leaning against the door to his shop. Before Derek could come up with any logical reason as to why that person could possibly be there this early in the morning, his mouth beat him to it. "Who the hell are you?"

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[meredithinbloom]

he hadn’t answered her text messages again. hadn’t answered her call. meredith was hoping that the next time james left town, he’d at least let her know. she was trying to work on being sober and that meant taking frequent walks around the area and keep busy. it meant being around sober people. was it working? no. but was she trying? yes. and she missed james. she wanted him back around her and hoped that they’d get back to where they had left off if that was a possibility. 

now all she felt was annoyance that her texts weren’t being answered. she was nervous that when she entered his shop he wouldn’t be there. left town again, without a trace. instead of sticking her phone in her bag, she pushed it into the back pocket of her jeans. 

her fist balled the plastic to go bag holding the lunch she was attempting to surprise him with, making her way into the shop’s lobby. that’s when she heard it - a scream for help that was so familiar. james. the bag fell to the ground along with her purse and meredith’s sense of urgency filled her up, pushing her legs to move at an ungodly pace through the doors to the garage. 

there he was. on the ground. lifeless. 

“james! what the fu-” meredith went into panic, her hands grabbing her iPhone out of her back pocket and breathlessly trying to make her fingers work to dial just three numbers. 911. 

     “911, what’s your emergency?”

meredith was almost incoherant, dropping to her knees and crouching over his body. the phone was now pressed between her ear and shoulder while she explained that james was on the floor of his shop unconscious, tears streaming down her face and pooling into the fabric of his dirty shirt. this couldn’t be the way it ended. this couldn’t be how they left it. they were supposed to figure things out. he never got to hear her say -

     “ma’am, please stay on the line, we’re sending help.”

sirens could be heard in the distance and meredith had started to disassociate. her fingers gripped to the phone and stuck it on speaker mode, her hands moving his head into her lap. “please, j, c’mon stay with me. don’t leave me,” she sobbed, as if pleading would do anything. in what felt like no time at all, crash, paramedics filled the space and she was pulled from him. her phone was left on the garage’s floor while a defibrillator was pulled into view. she tried to keep her eyes on him. “don’t touch me!” mer shouted through her cries, pulling her shoulder from someone trying to get her back through the door. she was fighting them, not wanting to be taken from james if this was it. there was so much she still needed to say to him. 

the sick sound of a shock was the last thing she heard before she was back in the lobby of james’ shop, an officer trying to console her and get answers that she didn’t have. meredith couldn’t see anything going on outside, her vision blurring and a chest crushing feeling of dread taking over her entire body. he had to be okay. he had to be. 

but then she heard another shock and meredith was sure that she wouldn’t ever be able to get that sound out of her head for the rest of her life. 

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[meredithinbloom]

James or Shane?

“from what i’ve heard, shane doesn’t settle down. and james is going through a lot. i choose vodka martinis and the new season of queer eye.”

@hijamesmason@realshanemartis

[meredithinbloom]

top five hottest guys in dayton?

“james, guerin, asher, jonny, and rico. sorry laur, your bff and twinie are on my list but it’s not my fault they’re so good looking.”

@hijamesmason @guerinkhouri @jonathanthatcherismss @asher-king @realliferico

[meredithinbloom]

whose a better love Guerin or James?

“why are y’all so hell bent on comparing lovers? silly.”@guerinkhouri@hijamesmason

[meredithinbloom]

Who are your best friends? And who do you want to get to know better?

“i’m basically working nonstop may through october so i don’t have much time for friends. i’d say laurel even though i haven’t seen her in a couple of weeks. i hear she totally killed it at the talent show. of course, i spend some time with james when he’s free and running into shane isn’t too bad. maybe now that wedding season is coming to a close i’ll have more free moments to meet new people.”@laurelthatcherismss@hijamesmason@realshanemartis

[meredithinbloom]

“Yes, can I have the champagne actually sent to our room? And glasses, I don’t want to drink out of the plastic ones. Thank you so much.” Meredith sent the waitress on her way with a friendly smile and turned her attention back to the most handsome sight she’d taken in in quite some time. “I’m telling you, anything you want here is yours.” Meredith sat across from James at one of the rooftop lounges of the Plaza. Summer breeze ruffling her hair, exposing her shoulders as she leaned her elbows into the table, lazily holding an expensive glass of wine in slim fingers. Other than blow (and James), Meredith’s favorite thing in the world to indulge in was money. How money made her feel, how rich and lavish five star felt. It was strange, how she craved such fine living yet during the day a switch flipped and as long as she was in the shop or working, she was happy. A true moment of having your cake and eating it too. When you had money it didn’t matter how much cake you ate, you could always have more. Speaking of dessert, her plate was clean and the bottle of wine in the ice bucket was almost finished. “You certainly clean up nice,” Meredith practically purred, her long legs crossed over one another on the side of the table instead of under it. She was feeling euphoric from the alcohol and the tiny bits of blow she had stolen in the bathrooms. Now she couldn’t wait to get James upstairs. “You done? You can even take your whiskey up there, no question.”

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[meredithinbloom]

Meredith looked in his direction as he joined her on the steps, James reeking of alcohol, but wasn’t that to be expected. Her sinuses pulsed in her face as the tingles of cocaine started to take effect and Meredith could only think about doing more sooner rather than later. She did have buckets of cocaine she could sprinkle all over that party like fairy dust if she wanted to play Tinkerbell, but she wasn’t a dumb girl. Scotty wouldn’t be happy if the bricks were delivered open. Good thing she kept her own --and they were probably at a part where she could get any drug on this earth. “Someone has to be the voice of your generation,” she teased, stretching out her long legs out from her floral dress crossing her ankles and smacking her beat up doc martins on one of the buckets. Sunflower petals fell over her feet and Meredith scrunched her nose, wincing at the idea that James had been on a mission to screw anyone that walked in that house. “What story have you been telling in there? Twenty year old girls just loving the story about how you traveled over the Mississippi in a covered wagon?”

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[meredithinbloom]

text | blow daddy james

mer: quick

mer: is a poptart a calzone or a ravioli

mer: youre the only one that's lived long enough to help me answer this

[meredithinbloom]

breathe, breathe me in, taste my words, let me blow your mind i will take you far, far away i'll make you feel alright you've gotta crave it and chase it until you're close enough to taste it i can give you what you need i can give you what you need

i can make you feel i can make you i can make you feel alright

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[meredithinbloom]

James is never going to leave Stella for you.

“i know.”

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[meredithinbloom]

Anyone you’re missing right now?

“i haven’t spoken to my parents in quite some time. maybe i should call. but sure, james isn’t around enough though i know he’s going through some things right now.”@hijamesmason

[meredithinbloom]

Is that pussy wide or tight?

“considering i never leave without a good orgasm, i’m gonna have to say tight. care to weigh in james?”

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[meredithinbloom]

Meredith was passed drunk, hard alcohol flowing in her body so heavily that if someone were to cut her open she’d spill vodka. Somehow she had gotten the bartender to hand over the bottle to her, obviously she paid for it, the whole thing going on her tab, but Meredith didn’t mind. Cheese fries sat in front of her, barely touched, her hair messier than normal, her hips swaying to the beat of an unrecognizable song playing through the bar’s speakers. After the bullshit she had been dealing with regarding her ex, she was feeling some type of way and --oh, there was James. Everything about him made Meredith’s intoxicated heart thump in her chest, a wide grin appearing on her lips as if she hadn’t smiled all day. “James! There you are!” she called, taking a couple steps from the bar, bottle still in her hand. She wrapped her long arms around his neck, pulling herself close to his body. “Listen, you’re an angel. An angel.”

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