He Said, She said

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Here is another imagines about James. I use this song from Ashley Tisdale He said, She said.

Your 2 best friends have been hanging out with you all day at your home, catching up on what you’ve been through the last couple of weeks, and thinking back to the old days and the things you used to do.

You and James have been living together for 2 years, dating for 4 years now. It’s 9 PM, you and the girls were watching a movie, but more talking than watching anyway, eating some of your favorite ice cream and candy.

James has been working late the past few days, leaving you alone until late in the evening.

Just when you have been talking about him, you heard the door unlock, and James walked in.

His hair was pushed back, he had a tired face and watched the ground as he walked over to the coffee table to throw his keys and jacket on it. He wore a white shirt that hugged his chest and black jeans. A few buttons were unbuttoned showing his perfect chest a little.

‘’Oh God, he is sex on legs.’’ One of your friends whispered. You choked in your candy, as you blushed, slapping your friend on her leg. But she was right. There was something about him that made you.. want him. Badly. Right here, right now. You bit your lip as James walked over to you, greeting your friends and kissing you on your hair. He walked into the kitchen.

You looked at your friends who winked at you, and watched their non-existing watches.

‘’Look at the time. We have to get going.’’ Your friend said a little too loud, obviously acting.

‘’Yeah, we still have that thing to do.’’ Your other friend said. You laughed really loud.

‘’Let me walk you to the door.’’ You mumbled. They were standing in the doorframe and hugged you, whispering thing in your ear.

‘’Be safe. The both of you!’’ One friend yelled hard.

‘’Oh my God, shut up.’’ You giggled, pushing them out and closing the door.

James came walking back to you, eating a sandwich.

‘’They’re going home?’’ He asked. You nodded, licking your lips as you looked at him.

‘’Boy, where you’ve been at?’’ You whispered, holding onto his shirt. He gave you a slight confused look as he chewed his food.

‘’Work?’’ He answered, swallowing a bite of his sandwich. You rolled your eyes and gave him a grin.

‘’Ooh..’’ He said, as slowly caught on what you meant. You traced your hands from his chest to his neck, pulling him in, kissing him fiercely. James grinned, putting down the plate with the leftover sandwich on the head of the couch, drawing you close to him.

‘’Hmm.. You’re amazing.’’ He mumbled, grinning at you.

‘’Then why are you waiting? No more deliberating, let’s get to it.’’ You smiled seductively at him, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt.

‘’D you want it? …Do you.. like it?’’ He grinned.

‘’Stop talking.’’ You said, shutting him up by kissing him, pulling him along to your bedroom.

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