𝐈𝐌 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘

*𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭*

༄Annie's POV༄

Asher laid down and within minutes he was out, like a light. He looked peaceful laying there. Wow I'm creepy.

I was tired, but I was hesitant to lay down, what if what Asher said was a lie.
No, no Annie don't put your mind there.
I need to lay down, I know I'm going to feel sick tomorrow.

I lay down as far away from Asher as I possibly could. Iceland was cold, I hadn't packed proper pj's because I wasn't expecting the true chill of this place.

I couldn't seem to fall asleep, it was now about three in the morning in LA time, my body was begging for sleep, but I was cold and jet lagged.

My mind wondered. This was normal, when someone can't or chooses not to speak, you observe. I observed a lot of things today, the way Asher avoided eye contact with me as he spoke, and the tone of his voice.

My mind couldn't wonder of to another subject. It just stuck. I wanted to think of something else, other than the guy who made my life miserable.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden movement of the human laying next to me. I felt an arm wrap around me, it made me tense up.

But with my long t-shirt and shorts, I was desperate for warmth. I could already feel the uneasiness in my stomach as a symptom of a really attractive guy making contact with my arm and jet lag.

As the night progressed, a headache had formed and my stomach felt uneasy. I new this was going to happen, did I know it was going to happen in front of Asher? Of course not. Do I have a choice? Nope.

I really should get up and grab some Advil, but my body feels to much like trash. Asher shifted and snuggled right into me, making my body tense up again. But the warmth of his body settled me again.

I slept for another three hours and everything was peaceful until I felt a hand on my forehead. My eyes slowly flutter open to see Asher. "No, no ,no, go back to bed, I think you have a fever" Asher states with his hand still on my forehead.

I reach over to my nightstand and grab my phone. "Do you feel sick?" I typed and sent. Asher nodded his head as he laid back down. I waited for the teacher to post today's schedule. After about fifteen minutes of waiting, I finally got an email.

It said "we have made the decision to postpone any activities until tomorrow, due to the fact that everyone seems to be having some bad jet lag, hope everyone feels better-Mrs. Henry" I showed Asher the email and he strained his eyes to read it.

Asher nodded his head and fell back asleep. I felt like I was going to throw up, this was a trashy feeling. I felt like my insides were shaking.

I ran to the bathroom and nearly fell on to the bathroom floor, trying to make it to the toilet on time.

Throwing up was probably my biggest fear. It's the part where you can't breath, that scares me the most, my body was shaking.

I laid my back against the wall and took a couple deep breaths, Asher was standing at the door and slowly walked in and sat beside me.

"Rough night?" He asked. I nodded and rested my head on the wall so I didn't have to hold it up. "Same, I miss my family" he exclaimed. I looked at him with a surprised expression.

"Come on let's get you back in bed" he says. He wrapped his arms around me like he was giving me a hug and slowly lifted me up. I walked back into our room and laid back down.

I thought for a second. What if I spoke to Asher, like actually spoke. I'm going to be spending the rest of this trip with him, so I may as well get to know him a little better, and maybe he could get to know me.

I pull out my phone and begin typing.
"I have a deal to make with you, I'll talk to you, like actually talk to you, if you promise not to tell a single soul" I typed and pressed send.

Asher picked up his phone and read carefully. "I swear I wouldn't tell anyone" he says practically begging for me to talk to him.

I took a deep breath. "Okay, this is my voice" I said. "You have a nice voice, you shouldn't hide it" Asher says hypnotizing me with his bright green eyes. "Thank you, you know your the first person I've spoken to in eight years" I say even shocking myself. "I talk to myself so I don't loose it but yeah"

"Why did you stop talking in the first place?" I was hesitant to tell him the truth, but it would be a weight lifted of my shoulders if I did. "My dad, he left, eight years ago" I blurted out. Asher looked down and didn't say anything.

"Annie you have no idea how unbelievably sorry I am for saying those things to you. You didn't deserve it, especially after everything you went through," he says

"Asher it's okay, you can take a deep breath." I say as Asher breathed heavily trying to catch his breath. "Asher what's wrong?" I asked worried as he couldn't stop hyperventilating.

"Annie, I'll be fine, it's just a panic attack"