I feel like death. I don't know how I got sick or if it's just from exhaustion but holy crap, I'm dying. Maybe it's because I went out Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday until five am with no breaks and a total of four hours of sleep every night.

Actually, that is definitely what this is from.

"Carter, go to bed," Tori pleads as I lay on our cold bathroom floor. I shake my head allowing the cold to ease my flaming hot temperature right now. I move my hand in her direction and let my eyes close. I really did not think I could ever push myself to my limit but clearly, I have hit it. Rae should be home any minute and probably wanting a shower because she hates planes and thinks they are gross. I just don't blame her but I have to get out of the bathroom so she can shower.

"Maybe we should leave her there, the bathroom floor is kind of comfy," Julie defends as I hear her feet walking in the hallway. I can also kind of hear muffled voices from the dorm below us as I try to focus on that. Not my spinning head. This morning when I woke up, I thought I had a hangover so bad I brought myself to death. Like actual death. Sadly, I brought myself to the brink of death.

"Rae offered to take a shower at the boys' house," Tori says making me slowly lift my head from the floor. She is looking down at her phone leaning against one side of the doorframe and Julie is watching me leaning against the other.

"It's fine," I say waving my hand at them. I take a deep breath and push myself off of the ground. I just need to go to bed. Honestly, I need to email my teachers and then go to bed. There's no fucking shot that I will be going to class tomorrow. Julie and Tori move away from me walking behind me to Tori and I's room.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Julie asks me as Tori's phone chimes from behind me. I nod my head at her rubbing my temples. I've popped at least twelve Advil's today and this headache will not go away. Maybe it's because of how much I drank yesterday and how I had to literally be carried out of the fucking bar or the fucking exhaustion. Probably both. Tori has literally just recovered from her hangover because she slept most of the day. But, I did win my bet. Kind of, Q felt bad that Tori and I died so he let us win. In reward, I was given a very hefty bottle of New Am and Tori was gifted a large bottle of rum. Lacey stayed out while Tori and I came back here taking turns throwing up.

Overall, lovely Saturday.

"Yes, Julie I'm fine," I say crawling into my bed. My sweet sweet bed. I bring the covers all the way up to my nose as Julie and Tori stand in front of my bed. Tori sighs loudly tossing her phone onto her bed. She looks just as exhausted as I am but definitely better.

"Carter and I will be okay, go study for Chemistry," Tori says lightly shoving Julie towards the door. Julie glances at the two of us one more time but I snuggle further into my sheets and blankets.

"Night, you crazies," she says laughing at the two of us. Tori shoots her a middle finger but is laughing too. Even I am crack a small smile.

"Night," Tori and I say in unison. Julie walks out of our room as Tori crawls into her bed as well. I sigh grabbing my laptop not even bothering to look at my phone. I know it's just going to give me a headache. I click Netflix and click on The Smurf movie I was watching earlier. I had to stop because I got so nauseous. Although, I was getting a pretty good kick out of it at the time.

"Rae is almost back, she grabbed us Pedialyte," Tori says setting down her own phone. I peek over at her as she lays her head against her pillow. Her curly hair tied up in a bun and face mask on her face. She looks like she is contemplating something.

"What's wrong?" I ask sniffling a little. She looks over at me confused but I give her a knowing look. Tori and I have been friends for way too long for me not to know when something is wrong.

"Bro, do you think Lacey could fuck things up?" Tori asks me. My heart literally drops to my ass and now my head is pounding even more. I hate to say this because I love Lacey but god the girl is fucking dumb. This thought has crossed my mind multiple times and I don't even know how to help her. She just won't accept help.

"In what way?" I ask her trying to know a little deeper into what she is thinking. Tori sighs looking back up at the ceiling. I sigh too closing my laptop. I set it aside and look up at our ceiling too.

"Like with the guys and with you and Asher," she comments. I love all the guys so much and they have become some of my best friends here. They are always down for whatever and I honestly couldn't think about partying without them. Plus Q and his suitemates. And Asher. He has become a huge part of my life. Which I honest to God never thought he would be. I don't know what we are or what we are going to be but I don't want to lose him.

"If she fucks things up with Asher she is going to have fucking hell to pay," I hiss looking over at Tori. She laughs loudly shaking her head at me. But I am dead serious. I would probably punch her and then curse her out all in the same fucking breath.

"You really like the kid?" Tori asks looking at me again. Fuck. I guess I do. No, I know I do. I've always fucking known I just keep pushing that shit off. Hell, I am wearing the stupid sweatshirt he gave me right now because it smells like him. He evens me out and knows how to control my crazy ass. Which no guy has ever really liked or cared to be with. They always thought it was annoying or wasn't worth having to always "babysit" me. While yes Asher definitely watches me, he fucking drinks with me. He has fun with me and he makes sure I'm okay. I think that's the fucking jackpot.

"Yeah," I sigh looking back at the ceiling. Tori makes an 'aww' noise and I shoot her a middle finger of my own. She laughs clearly taking no note of the middle finger. I am about to say something else when our door opens. Tori sits up in bed as Rae pops her head through the door. She has a mischievous smile on her face. She moves away from the doorframe and holds up two bottles of Pedialyte.

"Oh thank fucking heavens," Tori says reaching out for the bottles. Rae laughs tip-toeing through our room and hands Tori the purple one. She is wearing her UNC cheer sweatshirt and leggings with her hair in a bun. She has this bright smile on her face probably happy due to our pain.

"And a blue one for you," she says as I reach a hand out from my cave of blankets. I glare at her as she starts laughing at me. I pull the blankets up and over my head cradling the Pedialyte.

"You're a bitch," I say my voice muffled by the blankets. She laughs again moving the covers away from my head. Tori is making a face with the bottle open but she brings it back to her lips. I am so not excited to drink this death drink but maybe it will make me feel better.

"You won't be saying that in a second," Rae chuckles. I give her a confused look. "C'mon in Fletcher."

My eyes widen and Tori starts fucking choking on her Pedialyte. How many times can I say Pedialyte. Asher walks into my room with his hood drawn over his head and hands tucked into his sweatpants pocket. I pull the covers back up to my nose to hide my sickish look because he just does not want to see me like this. His brown fluffy hair is sticking out from under his hood and he looks amazing right now.

Once again, I look like death.

"Hi Car," he says sending me a sheepish smile. Tori has currently tucked herself underneath blankets grumbling curse words at Rae. The two of them are whispering vigorously while all I can is stare like a dumbass at Asher.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him moving the blankets away from my face. He chuckles rubbing a hand over his defined jawline. He makes his way over to me as Rae literally drags Tori's comforter off of her bed with Tori in it. I can't help but laugh at my idiot roommates as Tori walks across our room with her comforter over her head.

"Hi Tori," Asher laughs a little watching her. I rub a hand over my face laughing myself because this is just so fucking ridiculous.

"Hi Ashe-fuck!" she yells as she runs right into her desk chair. I laugh loudly making my head hurt but I can't help it while Asher holds back laughter. Rae is also trying not to laugh as she takes a hold of her guiding her to the door. "Grab the Pedialyte!"

Rae sighs before shoving Tori out of the door. Tori gasps loudly as she goes straight down onto the floor. The only thing being seen in the doorway is her sock-covered feet only making me laugh harder. Rae has ultimately lost it while Tori is groaning loudly.

"We'll be in my room if you need us," Rae says laughing hysterically. Tori is groaning but she has managed to crawl out of our room as Rae follows behind her still laughing. Asher has a big ass grin on his face and I can tell he's laughing too.

"You're roommates are-"

"Insane?" I offer him laughing even more. I finally sit up in bed because I really should drink this shit. He makes a face glancing down at the drink.

"Oh fuck that shit," he says as I crack it open. I glare at him but bring the bottle to my lips. It's salty as hell but at least it'll hydrate me. "I heard your bender won?"

"Yeah," I mumble setting down the Pedialyte. He nods his head resting his hands on the side of my bed. Asher is looking me over and I am definitely feeling self-conscious at the moment. "I know I look like shit."

"No, you really don't but you definitely don't have the usual bright color you have on your cheeks," he says lifting a hand to my cheek. He runs his thumb over my cheek and I lean into his touch. I have really missed him this weekend and oh I am so falling for him.

"What if I'm contagious?" I ask him with a frown as he brings his face closer to mine. He chuckles shaking his head at me.

"You're just exhausted. You've really run yourself down, Car," he says pressing a kiss to my forehead. I let my eyes flutter shut at the sweet gesture and sigh. I don't know why but I feel better with him here. The headache is still there as well as the aches but it's dulled a little.

"I know but I still got my alcohol," I say shooting him a cheeky smile. The best one I can muster up he rolls his eyes at me but the smirk on his face really gives away that he's proud. He sighs again grabbing my arm pulling me toward him. I move so my legs are dangling off of the bed and I am lightly holding his hand.

"Do you wanna come back to my house?" he asks softly. I shake my head at him burying my face in his chest. But, he lifts my face up off of his chest. He frowns at me, "And why not?"

"I'm fine," I say looking up at him. He gives me an unconvinced look squeezing my hand as he moves his hand that's on my cheek to his side. I instantly miss his touch from his hand on my cheek and it feels cold but I ignore it.

"You need sleep and you are more than welcome to sleep there all day. Hell all night," he says kissing my nose. He looks down at my attire and the smirk turns into a full-blown smile. "That's my sweatshirt."

I look down at the sweatshirt and then back at him, "Oh fuck."

I try to move away from him and grab the blankets to cover up but he pulls me back. I let out a squeal as he wraps an arm around my waist. He plucks me up off of the bed.

"I hate when you do this," I groan but don't fight him. I am too tired to even play fight and Asher's bed sounds so nice right now. Plus, Sixer is there, and fuck I want his bed.

"No you don't," he says walking me over to my desk chair. He sets me down before kneeling in front of me with a comforting and serious look. "What do you need?"

I list off all of the little things I need and he grabs them. My laptop, my phone, my charger, my books, my toothbrush, extra clothes, and whatever else I listed off. He piled them into my book bag as I glance at my phone. I respond to a text from my mom to tell her how I was doing. I let her know all about my bender and me being absolutely exhausted. She said I use to get like this as a kid. I would tun myself down so much that I would get sick. She said I just needed a good rest. I texted her back and said I am.

I just never specified where.

"Anything else?" he asks as I lock my phone. I tuck it into the front pocket of his sweatshirt standing up. I wanted one more thing but I didn't want him to get it. He stops me raising his eyebrows at me.

"I'm tired not dying," I tell him trying to sidestep him. He ignores me and crosses his arms over his broad chest. I sigh loudly throwing my head back. "My baby blanket."

"Your what?" he asks the corner of his mouth twitching. I sigh loudly and finally walk past him and grab my blue baby blanket with a faded Noah's Arc on it. I hold it up to him and he lightly grabs it.

"It's like a safety net. I know it's stupid, shut up," I huff shoving it into my open backpack. He grabs my elbow and I stand up straighter as he looks at me seriously.

"I have a giraffe named Alfie, he sits under my bed. He's my safety net," he tells me grabbing my face in between his hands. I think I am going to die or float away because I am so happy. Everyone always makes fun of my baby blanket but Asher has a baby blanket.

Oh my god, I'm going to faint.

I push up on my tippy toes wrapping my arms around Asher. He meets me halfway and presses his lips against mine. I sigh into the kiss happy to finally actually be kissing him. We pull away from each other and I know I have a happy ass grin on my face right now but I don't care.

"Alright, let's go," he says grabbing my backpack from the ground. I look at him with raised eyebrows but he acts like this is the most normal thing ever.

"What are you doing?" I ask him not moving from my seated spot. He walks past me and towards my closed door opening it. He holds my Under Armor backpack on his shoulder before shrugging his shoulders at me.

"Carter, shut up and let's go," he says looking just as tired as I do. I hadn't noticed it before and honestly, I kind of forgot he had a game yesterday. As well as practice or whatever.

"Fine but my arms aren't broken," I mumble walking to the door. I slide on a pair of flip flops and walk in front of him shuffling my feet. I move my phone from the front pocket of Asher's sweatshirt to the band of my spandex.

"Goodnight, Sicky!" Rae yells from her bed waving at me. I glance into the room with narrowed eyes. Tori is huddled up on the ground asleep while Julie is sitting at her desk. I flip her off and head towards the door.

"Goodnight, Jerk. As for Tori and Julie, I love you guys, night!" I yell opening my dorm room door to the hallway. I hear a chorus of 'nights' being yelled back. There isn't anyone in the hallway which I am surprised. Usually, one girl or guy is sitting outside of their dorm room either A) kicked out or B) who knows.

"Thank you for telling me," I hear Asher say as I standing the open door. Asher's back is facing me and I act like I have no idea what the hell is going on.

"Thank you for helping her," I hear Rae say. Then, I hear another muffled whisper but I can't hear it in time as Asher holds the door open. I nearly fall back since I was so intently listening and leaning on the door. He catches my elbow and shakes his head at me.

"C'mon, Clumsy. Let's get you to bed," he says wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I snuggle into his side and wrap an arm around his waist as we walk down my dorm hallway. Whatever Rae said, I must fucking know because if Asher Fletcher feels the same fucking way. I may explode with excitement. As I look up at Asher and his brooding looks but also can get him to smile whenever I want. Being able to see him like no one else does it's all really coming together for me. I am wholeheartedly falling for Asher Fletcher.