My Everything//James Franco A.U

Chapter.8

Amanda's P.O.V

"You almost kissed lover boy!"

"Sarah shut up!" I groaned.

She has gone none stop on this 'lover boy' thing. I'm sleeping over at Sarah's for the weekend,and I already feel like leaving. "So,what do you think would have happen if I didn't walk in?" She asked.

"I have no idea." I honestly said. "But thank you for stopping it."

"Well..your welcome."

"You like him." She teased.

"I do not."

"Yeah you do,stop being so denial." She smiled." Now we should go to bed" she threw a pillow at me causing me to fall to the floor.

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"How was it?" My dad asked as I came back home the following day.

"S'fine." I shrugged and went straight to my room.

If I have not mentioned it already me and my dad don't have the strongest bond. I heard a tap and froze instantly. I decided to ignore it after a minute of not hearing it and continue to put my stuff away when it happened again this time I knew it was coming from my window, which is in fact odd since my house is on the fourth floor.

I opened my window being hit with a small rock , maybe pebble considering how small it was.I cursed under my breath and rubbed my eye (where the rock hit me) and looked down seeing the one and only James Franco. I groaned watching him waving at me, my phone blared and I answered quickly knowing it was James. "What are you doing throwing rock at my window then hitting me in the eye with a freakishly small one?" I asked huffing in annoyance.

"Wanna hang out?" he asked.

Do I? Yes. Will I? No.

"No." I hung up watching him look down at his phone confused then laughed at the way his mouth dropped instantly in disbelief. He looked back up to my window with wide eyes and called again.

"Yeah?"

"Come downstairs"

"No?" I said more of in a question then a statement

"I'm gonna come up there if you don't come down here." he warned.

"Go home James." I started to feel tired.

"Fine, you leave me no choice.." he hung up and I sighed relived.

After ten minutes or so I decided to change into some sweats and a tank top. As I was about to unbutton my pants I heard a machine roar to life then stop almost the second it sounded way too close to my window.I walked over to my window and saw the last thing I expected.

"James?" I started to laugh.

He was on those machines that the window washers use to go up and down the building. He smiled at me and stepped inside my window falling to the floor. How did he get the machine..how did he know how to work it.

"You are completely crazy." I chuckled helping him in.

"like a bum." He tapped his head and sat on my bed.

so much for changing into some sweats and relaxing.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"sassy-"

"I'm not sassy I'm just an asshole." I gave him a fake smile and laid back on my bed.

He did the same and looked at me, I looked back at him and noticed how pretty his eyes are up close, hazel with a kind of darkish color. "Sorry for running out the other day,it was just awkward."

"I stayed with her the whole weekend, it could not have been any worse for you as it was me." I scoffed looking at the ceiling.

"Trust me it sucked to just leave you hanging there for no reason." He admitted.

"I knew you had some heart in you."

"I'm not a bad person, you know. I can be an asshole at time-"

"We all can be an asshole at times." I told him.

" do you even like me? As a person I mean." he asked.

"Yeah, I guess..you do get annoying at times."

"Can say the same to you." He scoffed.

I closed my eyes feeling sleep come over me. "You maybe an asshole, but your an asshole with a big heart." I yawned.

"Goodnight Amanda." Was the last thing I heard.

I woke up to feel someone shaking me,not like a regular shaking no they were pushing me up and down making the bed bounce.

"Wha-"

"You're dads trying to unlock the door!" James whisper.

"So?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I kinda.."he looked down.

"James?" I sat up looking at the time.

Three in the morning,lovely.

"Amanda?!" My dad shouted trying to open the door.

"He's pissed! What did you do?" I panicked.

"He tapped asking if you were awake and I said no forgetting that..he doesn't know I'm..here." He looked at me innocently.

I smacked the side of his head and looked at the window,his way up was no where to be seen."whelp." He sighed looking out the window with me.

"Uh...not the closet that's the first place to look." James looked around.

"I'm getting my spare key." My dad muttered.

"Shit!!!" We hissed and looked around.

"The hamper!" I pointed to the empty laundry bin.

"No! That probably smells like shit." He made a face.

"I just bought it!" I rolled my eyes.

The knob jingled and James hopped right in. I jumped on my bed as my dad opened my door. He looked around angrily then noticed me along faking a tired face.

"Dad?" I forced a yawn.

"Oh,uh.." He looked around the room and opened the closet.

"Looking for something?" I asked.

"Someones in here!" He said looking under the bed then under my desk.

"Dad it's three in the morning..who could possibly be here?" I let out a nervous laugh as he sighed nodding.

"You're right sorry sweetie." He closed the door.

"James-"

"Shh!!" He said.

My dad came back in looking around then blushed nodding saying goodnight.

I locked the door then turned to James watching him slowly stand. He smirked as he climbed out and laid on my bed.

"Do you ever go home?" I chuckled.

"Yes..but I'd rather stay here with you." He sighed.

I had a feeling I wasn't suppose to hear that. I walked over and noticed he was asleep.

I crawled in next to him and covered myself with my blanket covering him as well. "Good night James."

After five minutes or so of silence I felt a pair of soft lips kiss my cheek and arms wrap around my waist listening to a familiar raspy voice say , "Good night 'Manda."