Love is a Drug

Chapter 12

I woke up the next morning feeling nauseous and immediately rushed to the bathroom. I spent half an hour there until I came down stairs.
"Eat. " Cindy pushed over her striped bowl of cereal to me but I shook my head, too tired to reply.
"The wedding is on today." Cosby brought up the one topic I was hoping to avoid, which was stupid as that was most likely going to be the only topic discussed today.
"I know. " I mumbled, "I'm not going. I just can't face all that drama." I rolled my eyes and munched on the cereal that I had rejected.
"Ok well I'm not going to force you. I totally understand. " Cindy wiped her hands on her trousers and grabbed her handbag. "Do you kind if I go?"
"Nope. Go and have fun." the words slurred together through my stuffed mouth but Cindy gave me a nod.
"I need to go now and get ready so I won't be home at all today. I'll arrive late in the evening." Cindy blew a kiss from the door before closing it.
24 hours of nothing I thought. I snuggled into my pyjamas and decided I'll have a movie marathon. Let's see what's first... She's all that, Cinderalla, Jane the Virgin, Gossip girl, Clueless and a few others. I kicked off my morning with Clueless and snuggled on the couch. I zoned into the movie forgetting about all my problems and I think I dozed off in the end of the movie. I woke up to a silent TV. I looked at the time. 12:15! I must've slept for an hour. I thought about the wedding. It was starting in 15 minutes. I felt guilty to Louise for not going because she was so excited to see me in the pastel pink gown she had picked out for me and the pictures she had shown were all so beautiful. I still had my dress in the zipped up plastic bag hanging in my closet. I put on Cinderella and snuggled under my duvet, hoping to get some more sleep. The doorbell rang. I groaned as I walked over and swung open the door. Chace stood on the step in his tux. And wow! Did he look dashing! I held my breath to stop myself from squeeling. But then ye thought hit me. Why was he here?
"What are you doing here?" I mumbled.
"Well I was thinking what comfy had told me about you not wanting to deal with James and so on and when I'm done and you still don't want to go that's fine but here me out first." I nodded.
"If you go as my date James will get jealous... need I say more on that point?" I shook my head. "Ok well it would also give you a chance to enjoy the wedding knowing James will be busy trying to hook up with a girl to make you jealous. and last but not least... I need a date anyway, might as well be you."
I giggled a little "wait 10 minutes. Make yourself at home." I led Chace in and quickly rushed upstairs.
Chace stood up when he heard my heels on the stairs. I was wearing a peach silk dress that flowed from the waist down but was tight around my chest with jewels that created a semi-circle shape around my neck.
"Wow! You look....wow." Chace's mouth gaped as I came to the end of the staircase. I blushed under my makeup and I could feel heat rising from my cheeks.
"Thanks." I smiled at the floor.
"Come on then. Let's go." Chace took my hand and led me out the door to his car. He opened the front passenger for me like a gentleman and signalled for me to slide in. I made myself comfortable on the black leather seats. Nice car, I thought to myself.
It was a silent drive but not awkward. I leaned my head on the window and gazed out at the trees and sea blending into a turquoise colour as the car zoomed past. My attention shifted when I saw dozens of cars parked outside of The Ocean Veiw Hotel and parked along the road. I saw a white Aston Martin with pink and blue ribbons on the bonnet. Chace's car pulled in behind a green Volkswagen Polo. Chace, like the gentleman he is, opened my door for me and took my hand.
We walked into the hotel and I saw a few familiar faces in the lobby. Chace led me into a very large room. Their were huge windows that began from the floor and went up to the ceiling. The walls were a creamy white with a wine colour along the bottom. The room was filled with lots of people. I recognised a few people but lots were mere strangers to me. And yep, there was James. Why did he have to look so sexy in his black tux?
"Follow me," Chace took my wrist in a firm hold and pulled me into a corner, in perfect view for James to see whatever Chace was about to do to me.
His lips were soft and tender, his left hand strokes my hair whilst his right snaked around my waist. I kissed back, knowing it would piss James off. I don't know why I enjoyed that kiss so much. Was Chace just a good kisser or was there a spark? I chose to ignore that thought for the time being and continued to kiss him back. Our lips pulled away when we felt James had gotten the picture.
"Thought you could use some help pissing your ex off." Chace grinned down at me, "I'm gonna go and see where Johnny and Seth are but I'll come back."
"That's fine, take your time," I smiled, "that wasn't meant to rhyme." I giggled and walked away. I scanned the tables for my name to be on a plate until I found it. I was sitting with Kylie and Lana, Cindy and a woman and man which of whom I didn't recognise. The table was empty at the moment so I sat myself down on my chair and admired the social scenery. That, however, was short-lived. I felt his firm hand fall on my shoulder and his angry, but husky voice, whisper; " we need to talk. Follow me." James was at the door already when I just stood up. My palms were sweating, I could feel the heat rising from my body and the nerves make my knees turn into jelly.
James turned into a small hotel room with me following shortly after.
I walked into the room and heard the door bang shut behind me.
"What the fuck was that shit about?!" James nearly shouted.
"Made you jealous huh?" I inspected my nails, pretending to not give a shit (but that was a lie, I did give a shit)
"Answer the fucking question." James spoke sharply through his teeth.
"We're dating. Turns out Chace actually gives a shit about me, and well.....your child too." Why the fuck did I bring up the baby? Big mistake.
"I give a shit ok? I'm just not ready. And kissing a load of my friends won't work with me so you can stop sticking your tongue down people's throats at a wedding got it?!" James was fuming. I could imagine steam coming out of his flaring nostrils.
"You're not ready?" I tried to hold back the tears. "And you think I'm ready? You think me being seventeen and pregnant with a child was my plan? You think I pictured this to be what pregnancy and motherhood would be like for me? Well I'll give you some information, James , I'm not ready either." A tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek.
"Get an abortion then." James flung his arms in the air as though I was the dumbest person in the world.
"And live with the fact that I took away the life of my own child? No. "
"Well then what?"
"You said you loved me. And you'd be there for whatever the reason was. Why did you walk out?" A few more tears followed the trail of the first.
"Because I wasnt..."
"No not that excuse." I stopped him midway of his sentence. "Answer me this: do you still love me?"
There was a long pause during which James starred down at the floor.
"Yes." He mumbled.
"Then why aren't we still together?" I chocked.
"Because I'm a jerk, afraid of commitment and not ready to be a father." James continued to avoid my gaze by staring whimpishly at the ground.
"Do you still love me?" James looked up at me as he asked the question.
"Of course. I'm pissed off with you but still in love with you." I smiled at his puppy eyes.
Next thing I know he pulled me up into his arms. His lips pressed intensely up against mine. I wrapped my arms as tightly as I could around his shoulders. I missed him so much. His hold. His lips. Him. My hand raked through his hair whilst his hand shaped around my bum. I pulled him in as much as I could till we fell onto the bed. James pulled of his tux jacket and flung it to the ground. I panted heavily through the tight dress. I unbuttoned James's shirt and pulled it halfway down his arms before kissing him again. James continued to pull it off him completely and again, flinging it to the floor. I felt his arms wrap around my back, his hand fumbled for the zip on my dress and when he found it, immediately pulled it down. I made sure I didn't lose myself in the moment and pulled away.
"What are you doing?"" I asked, my chest heaving up and down catching for breath.
"Pulling down your zip. " James foolishly answered
"No, I mean, are we together again or what?" I wined.
"I don't know." James leaned in and pressed his lips up against mine. I moaned softly but had to do something I wish I didn't have to do.
"Call me when you figure that out." I stood up and pulled my zipper back up and walked out of the room, glancing for one last second at James lying on the bed, looking at me confused.

A few hours had passed and I hadn't seen James at all. He couldn't have left could he? I saw Ms.Moretz standing by the drink stand talking to a few ladies.
"Hi, excuse me, but have you seen James?" I politely interrupted but still got an icy stare from the cold hearted woman.
"No." She pursed her lips and turned away from me.
I figured James didn't want to be together and got some girl in his room. Fine.
My eyes glanced to the large clock on the wall: 10:05! I hadn't realised time had gone so fast. I calculated the time I last saw James to now. 4 hours! He's been missing for four hours! I rushed to Chace immediately who was standing in the garden talking to Johnny. " Hey have you seen James?" I panted as I pulled on his shoulder. Pregnancy has made me very unfit.
"Am no I thought he was with you." Chace looked at me with a concerned look.
"Fuck."
"Don't worry. He often does this. He often like goes to Vegas and comes back after a week." Chace attempted to calm me but unfortunately only made me more worried.