I won't lose you.

Introduction

Chapter 1 (Intro):

-James's P.O.V.

Saturday morning. What a great day. I yawned as I placed my feet on the floor. Checking the clock, I began to dress in some running shorts and a black tank top. 9:01. I was up at the perfect time to go for a jog this morning. The California sun wouldn't be entirely too hot to get an intense workout in. Placing a black bandanna around my forehead and slipping my Ray-Bans onto my eyes, I grabbed a water bottle and headed out my back door. I stretched carefully. I had no time to deal with a pulled muscle at the moment. Finishing my stretching, I began to jog past the beach. I watched a happy couple stroll hand-in-hand to the crystal, blue water. Sighing with slight jealousy, I continued watching but also jogging. The girl splashed the guy and then he scooped her into his-. My thoughts were interrupted. I bumped into someone.

"Hey, watch where you're..." I began. Then I realized that I knocked a really beautiful girl onto the sidewalk. "Are you ok? I'm so sorry." I asked, suddenly worried, the concern apparent in my voice.

"Yeah. I'm completely fine. It was an accident. Don't worry about it." She reached for my outstretched hand and stood up.

"I'm James," I said. I slid my Ray-Bans off of my head so that I could get a clear sense of how she really looked without the darkened tone.

The girl was somewhat tan. She was wearing a yellow v-neck with a white cami underneath. She had on stone-washed jean shorts and yellow cargo sneakers. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. The eyes she had were aqua. What a beautiful set of eyes. Her make-up was kept to a minimum, so her natural beauty was shown through really well.

"Melanie," she said shaking my hand. "You look so familiar...but it's impossible..."

Maybe she's heard of Big Time Rush.

"Are you from Big Time Rush?" Ahhh...she knows.

"Yeah, I am. James Maslow at your service," I replied, flashing my charming smile.

Her face lit up. "Well it was great meeting you. I must say that I'm a big fan. You make me laugh."

Chuckling, I began to muster up the courage to ask her for her phone number. "Just doing my job," I responded. "Could I call you? Or texting wou-." Melanie interrupted my rambling.

Chapter 1 (Intro):

-James's P.O.V.

Saturday morning. What a lovely day. I yawned as I placed my feet on the floor. Checking the clock, I began to dress in some navy running shorts and a black tank top. 9:12. I was up at the perfect time to go for a run. The California sun wouldn't be entirely too hot to get an intense workout in. Placing a black bandanna around my forehead and slipping my Ray-Bans onto my eyes, I grabbed a Gatorade and headed out my back door. I stretched carefully. I had no time to deal with a pulled muscle at the moment. Finishing my stretching, I began to jog past the beach. I watched a happy couple stroll hand-in-hand to the crystal, blue water. Sighing with slight jealousy, I continued watching but also jogging. The girl splashed the guy and then he scooped her into his-. My thoughts were interrupted. I bumped into someone.

"Hey, watch where you're..." I began. Then I realized that I knocked a really pretty girl onto the sidewalk. "Are you ok? I'm so sorry." I asked, suddenly worried, the concern apparent in my voice.

"Yeah. I'm completely fine. It was an accident. Don't worry about it." She reached for my outstretched hand and stood up.

"I'm James," I said. I slid my Ray-Bans off of my head so that I could get a clear sense of how she really looked without the darkened tone.

The girl was somewhat tan. She was wearing a yellow v-neck with a white cami underneath. She had on stone-washed jean shorts and yellow flip flops. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. The eyes she had were the most beautiful shade of hazel. Her make-up was kept to a minimum, so her natural beauty was shown through really well.

"Kaitlin," she said shaking my hand. "You look so familiar...but it's impossible..."

Maybe she's heard of Big Time Rush.

"Are you from Big Time Rush?" Ahhh...she knows.

"Yeah, I am. James Maslow at your service," I replied, flashing my award-winning smile.

Her face lit up. "Well it was great meeting you. I must say that I'm a pretty big fan. You make me laugh."

Chuckling, I began to muster up the courage to ask her for her phone number. "Just doing my job," I responded. "Do you like to text? Or call...whichever is better...I mean-." Kaitlin interrupted my rambling.

"If you're asking for my number, of course you can have it. But if not..." I handed her my iPhone and watched her enter her number. "Give me a call or a text sometime." She waved and walked off.

As I continued my run, all I could think was, "I can't believe I've found my true love."

End of Chapter Notes:

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