Over my dead body ~James Barnes~

Part 18

It's been two weeks and James' wound has healed. It still hurts of course but other than that, he's fine. He has a big scar on his chest, but I think it's hot because I motherfucking did that.

Anyways I didn't get fired because Jason didn't tell them I stole shit. Probably because if he did, they would look at the security cameras and they would see how he touched me. So basically, he didn't say anything to save his own ass.

I walk to the coffeeshop since I haven't seen Miles and Louis in two days. They called me like a thousand times to tell me something important so I immediately came to the shop.

"What's going on?" I tell them as I walk in an empty coffeeshop with just them in it.

"We called you 20 times by now, I mean I get that McFuckme is hot, but your pussy needs a break." miles says while giving me a latte that he made while I was on my way.

"It's not like that, he got shot and I operated him in my home. He stayed two days until he was better." I tell them while sitting down to drink my coffee.

"Jesus Christ, he got shot. Why?" They both say at the same time. But shit I don't know. I don't know why he got shot.

"I uh, I didn't ask..." I say quietly, "I forgot to ask because of everything that happened. But I should ask right? I mean I know that it's none of my business but still."

"It definitely is your business.... he's your boyfriend, you operated on him, and you got the right to know." He says to me, making a really good point. I haven't really thought about the fact why he got shot. I was so caught up with the situation that I didn't even bother to ask how he got shot.

"I asked him what happened when he was standing on my doorsteps, but the only thing he kept saying was 'I'm fine' and I never asked again. I think. I don't think I asked again.

"But he's okay now, so what's the news you wanted to tell me?" I ask them to change the subject. Enough talking about James. I haven't spoken to these two in a couple days.

"Okay so we have really big news." Louis says while looking at Miles, and then back to me. "So, you know that we've been-"

"We're getting married!" Miles interrupted him, getting straight to the point like always.

"Come on Miles we were supposed to say it together!" Louis yells, throwing is hands in the air, always so fucking dramatic.

"Sorry, couldn't wait. Anyways we're getting married in three months!" Miles says while bringing his hands to his face.

"Oh my god, no way! That's amazing! I'm so so so happy for you guys!" I stand up and give them both a really big hug. I look to Miles, then back to Louis and then again to Miles. "Oh my god I can't believe this!"

I go back to my seat and Miles is getting a plate with some grapes, sitting in front of me and pops a couple in his mouth. "You're gonna bring McFuckme, right?" He says with a smirk on his face.

"Yea I'm gonna ask him." I say to them with a smile, brining my head to the table.

"Stop getting red, every time you talk about him. He's your guy." He says, rolling his eyes at me since he's getting tired of my fucking face.

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"Let's get a drink, shall we?" Sam says while he's getting all the papers of the table. "I need to get laid, I'm not kidding. It's been a while." He says as he looks out of the window with his hands in his pocket.