#c: paige andean

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It’s You & Me Against Time // Padrian

As if the ringing noise in his ears wasn’t loud enough. Laced with the uncomfortable sensation was a series of blood-curdling screams that Adrian immediately responded to without a second thought. He sat up so quickly that it made him dizzy momentarily, his world spinning faster than the racing heart in his rib cage and held his head until he was sure the mental earthquake was over. “Paige?” His voice sounded foreign, cracked almost, and his vision was blurred. “Paige?” He called out again, this time rubbing his eyes harshly until the room materialised around him. Goosebumps rose upon his arms as the hairs stood up on his neck, the coffin almost blinding him.“No, no, no,” he said quickly as he wasted no time in rushing towards it. At first, he tried his hardest to rip it open and had contemplated on bashing it with his fists until either he or the metal box gave in... that was until a haunting voice froze him in place.  

He tried to remain calm, knowing that panicking would only make matters worse. But seeing as he had a countdown, the blonde knew he had to think faster. Paige’s screams were starting to echo loudly in his head and when he lent over the coffin, an inscription addressed directly to him made his stomach churn; now this definitely felt like a hangover. Adrian read the words over and over again until he was sure that when his eyes were closed, the inscription would be embedded in the blackness. If you want Paige to get out alive, you have to work for it. The key to the lock of the coffin is lodged in the back of your neck. You have twenty minutes before the poison inside the coffin kills the girl you once loved. This is your choice. 

He clasped his hands behind his head near his neck and felt something slick in his hair, bringing his hands back to his face, eyes widening at the sight. Blood. His captor wasn’t joking. Returning a single hand back to the base of his head, he pressed on the wound in wonder, thinking through all the possible drugs that could’ve been used in order to keep him from waking at the incision. Morphine would have sufficed but it wouldn’t have given him such a headache similar to a hangover headache. Prodding around, he felt an uncomfortable sting and cringed, trying his hardest to remain focused and block the screaming girl out. It’s like he couldn’t concentrate, his heart picking up the pace as time went on, making Adrian worry that were his heart to beat any faster, he’d suffer cardiac arrest.

“Paige,” Adrian said, panic evident in his tone. “I’m gonna need you to calm down, alright? I’ll save you. But I need to concentrate to do it.” @paigexandean

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Nostalgia / Paige + Adrian

Out of habit, Adrian so mindlessly wandered through the corridors of the school, conscience fixed anywhere but in the now. He was anything but sad or hurt, spending time with Raina having helped patch him up and turn him back into his annoying regular self. And even though he was glad that things started to seem somewhat normal, he couldn't help but think of a certain someone-- a certain brunette who he both loved and was annoyed at kept intruding his thoughts. Paige. This girl was responsible for half of the headaches and migraines Adrian had, but she was also the reason why he had experienced true, pure happiness. All of that was in the past, now. However, it didn't mean he didn't love her, even after all this time. She was still a pain in the ass-- his pain in the ass. So without his complete knowing, he was faced with a door. As if on autopilot, his body has took it upon itself to deliver Adrian to number one annoyance.

Not needing a formal invitation, he welcomed himself into the room and caught sight of Paige like his life depended on it. He was almost ashamed at how quickly he saw her - not seeing anything else but her. There was no way he’d admit it, though; not to her. He didn’t want her knowing she had that much power over him. His heart - were Paige to have supersonic hearing - betrayed the semi-concerned look on his face, beating erratically against his rib cage. She was sober. And damn, that almost made Adrian fall in love again. Without hesitation, he walked up to her and pulled her into a hug, an embrace that he’d missed so much. “Hi, baby,” he whispered softly, hand sliding up the back of her neck. “How’s things?” @paigexandean