✩ 𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ✩ //James Marriott x M!Reader//

|Chapter Three|

It's currently 2pm, it's pouring outside, and I'm stuck inside with nothing to do while James records a video.

I groan loudly as I stretch out over the living room couch, staring out the window at the rain. I think back to my childhood when I used to run in the rain with my friends, which only results in me wanting to cry over the fact I don't have anyone from my childhood anymore. I suppose that's for the best though.. I sigh and sit up, bringing my knees to my chest. I wonder if James is done yet. I stand up and stretch, before quickly shuffling to James' office. I knock gently and wait for a response, and then open the door with a big smile and shuffle over to him. James laughs softly as he looks up at me "I'm almost done recording, what's up?" He turns his chair to face me, smiling softly.

"I'm bored." I groan, dragging out the 'r' to really get my point across. "And what do you want me to do about that?" He tilts his head to the side, laughing softly. "Entertain me." He laughs at my response, and I fake pout. "What do you want to do?" He asks, before turning to his computer to turn it and the camera off. "I don't know." He leans back in his chair and hums softly. "Can we finally watch that show I've been begging you to watch with me?" James groans "Love Island? Seriously?" I nod and bounce excitedly, and he sighs in response. "Ok, we can watch it, come on." He stands up, and I follow him closely as he walks out to the living room.

He sits down, and I sit beside him before bringing my knees to my chest. "Oh, I didn't even realize it was raining out." He rests his arm on the arm of the couch, and rests his chin in his hand as he stares out the window. I scroll through trying to find the show, humming softly. James turns his attention back to me "Do you ever wish you could go back to your childhood? Like.. Relive the good moments?" I stop for a moment, his sudden question surprising me. "I mean.. Sometimes." I shrug, turning my attention to him. He hums "Like I know we've both had hard childhoods, but.." He turns away, his expression turning sad and melancholic like a small child who's been left out. I smile sadly and lean on him, hugging his arm tightly in an effort to comfort him.

He rests his head against mine "Sorry, the rain has me in my feelings." He forces a soft laugh, and I hug his arm tighter in response. "Me too, but nothing a good laugh can't fix." I go back to scrolling, before finally finding Love Island. I press play, and curl up further to James in hopes it'll make us both feel better. "Can't believe you actually want to watch this." He laughs softly, and I nudge him softly with my elbow "You watched it with Will." He nudges me back "And it was hell." He pauses for a moment "I don't mind watching it with you though, even if I have no choice." He jokes and I nudge him harder, making him laugh.

James is adding commentary the entire time, which honestly makes the show that much more enjoyable. "Oh my God, I love Lauren." I laugh softly, leaning back against James after I set the remote down beside me. "She gives mum vibes." James adds. "She does! Big mum vibes. Or like older sister." He hums and nods, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "I'll be genuinely like, gutted, if she leaves." I sigh softly, melting slightly into his touch. A comfortable silence falls over us as we watch the show, both of us just enjoying the other's company. James leans his head on mine, and gives me a gentle squeeze.

My thoughts wander to James, and I'm beginning to find it hard to focus on the show. He's my best friend, has been for a few years now. He knows everything there is to know about me, and it's the same vice versa. There's nothing I would tell him, there's nothing I would hide from him, and I hope to the Gods he feels the same. I can't imagine a world without him, and I'd be gutted if I ever lost him, in any sense.

I'm shaken from my thoughts by James squeezing my arm to get my attention, and I look up at him. "You alright? You seem a bit out of it." He tilts his head to the side, gently ruffling my hair. I nod "I'm ok, just thinking." He nods "What about?" I shrug "Our friendship I guess." He hums "Yeah, I've been thinking about that a lot too. We've been friends a long time, haven't we?" I nod, smiling softly. "Almost four years actually. The longest relationship I've ever had." I laugh softly, and James nudges me playfully. "I'm glad you're still here." I hug him tightly, smiling softly. "You're stuck with me, y/n. Stuck to me like glue. Understand?" He ruffles my hair roughly, and I laugh softly and gently shove him playfully.

He grabs the couch pillow and throws it at me, making me fall backwards on the couch. I hug the pillow tightly to my chest, and stare up at the ceiling. "Don't be getting mopy on me." James nudges my leg gently, and I laugh softly. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Just happy." I sit back up, and curl up to James again. He wraps both of his arms around me, and squeezes tightly. I sigh contently as I melt against him, all the sadness from today finally washing away.

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