Beach NIGHT

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Danny's POV

Did he just kiss me?

Wait what?

I pulled away looking at him. I doing my arm pointing towards the door. "Out."

"But Danny I-"

"I don't wanna hear you dumbass excuses go." I said snuffling. He slowly walked to the door head down.

Why would he kiss me? I thought we had a great friendship going and I thought he was different.

I was wrong.

I looked around.

"I cannot believe I just finished this freaking apartment and now I gotta leave," I whispered to myself.

I heard a knock on the door. "Dammit James go away!" I yelled.

"It's Camille." I heard her say quietly on the other side of the door.

"Oh," I paused. "Come in."

"What happened?" She asked me." I heard yelling then I saw James walking out crying."

"He was crying?" I got this terrible feeling in my stomach. He cares that much? I made THE James Maslow cry?

"Yeah."

"Well, I didn't get the job.... So I gotta leave tomorrow. I was crying and James kissed me and I told him to get out. He tried explaining but I just told him to leave. I thought we were going as best friends.. Not anything more..." I explained.

"I don't mean to sound rude.. I mean I wasn't here, but by the sounds of it, it kinda sounds like you were taking your anger of not getting the job out in him. Maybe he kissed you because you were crying and he didn't like seeing you that way..." She said.

"You're right..." I said.

She nodded

"Go get him."

James POV

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I got in my car with tears in my eyes. Danny doesn't like me. I knew it. I made the dumbest mistake of my life.

I started the car up and I looked around.

I began driving on the road? To where? Why does it matter.

I drove straight as long as I could until I turned into the beach. I grabbed a blanket and my water bottle out if my car.

I left my shoes and shirt in the car and began walking across where the ocean water barely hit. "People say I'm the life if the party because... I tell a joke or two.. I know it might be happy loud and hardy but deep inside..." I sang. I remember the day we came here... The audition and our first concert. It seemed so unreal but now it's so.... Different. I wonder what I would be doing if I never came here..

"James?"

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