What If? {A jiley fanfiction}

What if Riley messes up?

James POV:
"Well, it's time for me to hop to bed," she jumps up and stretches. She's so cute, "you can put the TV on if you want."

She starts climbing into her huge bed, pausing and looking at me.

"Erm... where are you sleeping James?" She asks, sitting cross legged on the bed.

She can clearly see the look I'm giving her, and it probably wouldn't take a genius to figure out what I'm going to say.

"You can erm... sleep with me if you want?" She says, looking down and then back up at me, and I can see her cheeks going scarlet.

"Yeah, sure." I say casually, but inside there are fireworks exploding and I'm jumping for joy, "I think I'm going to come to bed now anyway, staying awake all that time when you were asleep has really done me for the day!" I admit, causing Riley to giggle a bit, and go even more pink.

Riley POV:
James comes back in a few minutes later, in just his underwear, and I have to admit to my self that he does have a pretty perfect body. But I quickly turn my head away and start putting the covers over me to protect myself from the embarrassment if he saw me looking.

I don't even have a crush on him at all anyways, so I don't want him getting any ideas.

How could I ever have a crush on him after thoughts still linger in my head about him and Stephanie? We're just friends. And he should be lucky I even want him as a friend.

"So, are you getting in then or what?" I say, still not facing him. After thinking about him and Stephanie again, a small rage floods me.

"Maybe I will if you stop staring me up." He sniggers, making me somewhat very angry.

I sit up abruptly and face him.

"I DONT LOVE YOU!" I shout, breathing heaving and looking straight into his eyes.

He stops dead, shocked and panicked. There is a few moments of silence, as we both just stare at each other. But suddenly he gets mad too.

"YOU KNOW WHAT RILEY? I KNOW! YOU'VE TOLD ME ENOUGH TIMES!" He retorts, putting his top back on and his jeans, "I'M DONE WITH THIS! I'M DONE WITH YOU!" He rages, slamming the door and running down the stairs.

I feel fine, until I hear the front door slam.

That's it.

James is gone.

But it feels more painful that I thought. Knowing that I don't have him to love me. All this time, he cared. And I didn't. And now I've lost something I didn't even know was important to me.

I stand up, and run to the window, as the first of many tears to come slip down my face. I pull back the curtain and watch James slowly walk away. I catch a quick glimpse of his face, and see that he's crying too. But more. The tears run down like a waterfall, and he's almost choking crying. He stops, looking up at the stars. I look too, and if we're trying to find each other.

But James doesn't want me anymore.

And he never will.

Suddenly my phone goes off, and I immediately know who it is. Max.

Forgetting about James, I run over to my phone, lie on my bed and gaze at it, opening up my messages from him.

To: Riley

Hey gorgeous!
I hope you're free tomorrow night, I've booked us lunch at the best coffee lounge/bar in town, Mandies.
I'll pick you up at 7pm.
See you then xoxoxoxo ;)

From: Max 👫❤️

I'm so excited I can hardly contain my self! At least this will definitely get my mind off James, and into someone new. There is definitely something there between me and Ja- Max. Me and Max.

James POV:
I look up, and Riley isn't at the window anymore. She doesn't even care. She never cared. Never.

I just hope things can't be awkward at dance. I still want us to speak. But with Leah there, that won't happen.

I'll just have to see how everything plans out. I'll just have some alone time, I'll go for a coffee tomorrow and think things over. Maybe I can get Riley back onto me. It's not like she can move on fast anyway, knowing her.