Her Sister's Boyfriend

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Riley's POV:

I watch as James stands on stage beside the Polish guy. I hadn't got to see Bartek's, I think his name is, solo but it must have been really good considering Thalia told me he scored a total of 96 points. We were grabbing onto each other's arms, practically the only ones who were cheering James on. The rest of the team wanted him to win too, of course, but only for us to get through to the next round.

"And the next step scores a total of 98 points! That moves them onto the female solo round!" the throaty voice exclaims, allowing a loud eruption of applause to roar around the arena. I watch James pull his arms towards his chest in celebration before patting Poland's soloist on the back. He then walks over towards us, picks me up and spins me around in one circle with my legs hung in the air.

"I told you you'd do it," I whisper in his ear with my arms wrapped lightly around his neck as he sets me down, holding onto my hips. I move one hand to his chest. "Your solo was amazing," I tell him. He kisses me softly and I smile against his lips, not giving a shit about what everyone else thought.

"Okay lovebirds, but now Giselle's got to do female soloist," Cierra reminds us both as we pull away. I exchange a look with Em, thinking she'd look angry, but she's just stood there with her arms crossed and lips slightly apart with her eyebrows resting at their regular proportion on her face.

Feeling quite confused, I look away and face James. I was originally meant to do female solo until I was pregnant, but I'm not anymore. I'm sure she'll do amazing though so that doesn't really matter. Besides, I'm not even really meant to be here but I am, so I should be grateful. I guess it's bound to be that I'm not going to be in any featured dances including the group ones since I am the one who made this decision. Despite me getting an abortion, I still told everyone I was pregnant and I don't really feel like making a second announcement about me killing a fetus. It's sort of not needed.

"And she'll do amazing," I state. "But James, I really need to talk to you in private," I tell him. He seems to grow concerned by this as he holds my hands.

"You okay?" 

"Yeah, just something I need to talk to you about." He nods and then I pull him by the hand, past the team, avoiding any form of contact with anyone except for Miss Kate where I had to tell her we were just going to talk for a while to which she immediately had some sort of idea of what about. 

I end up leading him to the green room which was empty and then I pull him over towards the wall in a corner, standing in front of him and holding both of his hands. "What's wrong, babe?" he asks me. I guess I had somewhat got used to him calling me that but it still feels a bit peculiar, looking at how we always seemed to have a brother-sister relationship and are now a couple who can just about be together.

"I just wanted to tell you that I love you and even though I can't always show it, I want you to know that right now, you're basically all I ever think about," I say, smiling. 

"That's all?" he questions, grinning. I roll my eyes playfully.

"And... you know I've never actually had a boyfriend before-"

"Except for that crush on Bobby. G, right?" he smirks, referring to the time we were in my room with Em, mucking about and they both started reading through my diary. I laugh a little.

"Yes. And I'm not really good and experienced with all of these lovey-dovey feelings and I know that before, I was dreading this happening and kept saying it was wrong for us to kiss. It was wrong for us to see each other, for us to date and whatnot. But I do want to be with you. And we never really made what we have official, just sort of rushed into things after finding out I was pregnant, so can we? Make this official? Can we please just be a proper boyfriend and girlfriend couple already because this has been killing me for ages and I'm scared of completely embarrassing myself and I feel like this is all just some scary teenage nightmare aimed at kids of thirteen years and I just want to know if we can finally establish the fact that we're dating... to everyone... I don't care if they already know, they just need to understand-"

"Stop talking," he says, forcing me to zip my lips as he holds me firmly by the shoulders. "It was a yes the moment we kissed in the music room that day. What do you think all of those cringy Instagram quotes I posted on my account were based upon? It was all you, Riles. I've loved you since the day I met you without even noticing it. I don't see you as Emily Raymond's sister, Ri, you know that. And I get that it's wrong because I dated her, but what I have with you is different. And for ages I never would have thought I was mistaking it for a friendship, but now I realize that I did. We both did. We are official, Ri. We have been for years now," he says, my heart skipping several beats as his calm voice takes over from all of the surrounding noises filling my ears. 

I smile, connecting our lips as we both pull the other person closer, pressing our bodies together. He soon ends up picking me up by my thighs and pushing me against the wall, pulling away for a very short second where I giggle a little before getting back where we started off. I moan as his hands find their way to my ass, squeezing it the slightest but the same thought of what happened the first time we went through this keeps on replaying in my head. However, he soon slowly lets me down, nevertheless holding me close to him still as much as physically possible.

"We've got time, you know? How about we go back to mine? I doubt the guys will be going in there for a while," he grins, whispering in a seductive tone. He doesn't even let me respond before sucking on my neck and forcing me to open my mouth, letting out no understandable sound until he pulls back and I bite my lip, nodding. I don't know why he keeps on finding a way to practically control me but I just can't seem to resist it and soon I find that we're both linking hands, making our way back to the hotel rooms.

When we get there, he fiddles around with the code on the door, still kissing my lips roughly as I refuse to let him escape anywhere and I pin him against the door. However, as soon as he manages to open it, he pins me up against the door instead, picking me up and using his free hand which wasn't cupping my cheek to lock the door before placing both of his hands under my thighs and leading me over to the bed where he carefully throws me down. I grin as he climbs over the top of me and tug at his shirt. "Let's make sure not to make the same mistake we did last time, yeah?" I tease absent-mindedly. He raises an eyebrow at that and then that's when I realize exactly what I had just said.

"What do you mean by mistake?" I bite my lip.

"I mean like, let's not take it as far this time, yeah?" I say, trying to cover it up.

"What do you mean? You're already pregnant, doing this isn't going to put another baby inside of you," he states. I chew my lip even harder, really not thinking I'd have to tell him this soon. "Ri?" he asks again.

I sit up then, crossing my legs on the bed as he sits on the edge, facing me with the rest of his body facing the opposite way.

"I chose to get an abortion, James... We're not having a baby."