I won't lose you.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

-Melanie's P.O.V.

After bumping into James, I hurried home to call my best friend Alice. We've been friends since we were in diapers. No kidding. Our parents were college buddies. They used to get together often. I dialed Alice's number as fast as my fingers would work. She picked up after the second ring.

"Hey, Melanie! What's going on?" she said, cheerful as always.

"You'll never guess who I just met!" I replied quickly.

"Ummm...I'm completely stumped. Who?"

"James Maslow."

Alice gasped at my response. "What? How? Tell me everything!" So I filled her in on what happened this morning. I even explained how he was obviously nervous and how he was rambling.

"It was so cute!" I gushed.

"I can imagine. So when are you two lovebirds getting married?"

"Alice!" I shrieked, "He might not even call me." Right about ten seconds after I had said that, I heard a beep, signaling that I had call waiting. "Alice, someone is on the other line. I'll call you back." I disconnected my call with Alice. "Hello?" I asked. I didn't recognize the number.

"Hey Melanie...It's James. You know...the one who knocked you down before."

"How could I forget? It hurt a ton. " I giggled, teasing him by exaggerating.

"Oh jeez, thanks for laying on the guilt. How about I make it up to you by taking you out tonight? Is pizza and a movie good?"

I suddenly began to feel nervous. I began breathing faster. He wants to take me out! Wow! I thought. "I'd love to...as long as you don't knock me down again," I said, again teasing him.

He gasped. "I cannot believe you like to torture me like this!" James started chuckling.

"Fine, then. I'll pick you up at seven. Where do you live?"

I told him. We hung up. I think tonight is going to be so much fun.

-James's P.O.V.

Ok, so I did call Melanie my true love...don't ask me how I knew. I wouldn't be able to tell you. I just had this feeling. Maybe it was the way that I, the man known for his confidence, suddenly was at a loss for words and rambled for the first time in my life. Maybe it was the way my palms were sweating and I felt an inner trembling begin to shake me. Maybe it was how my breathing quickened and my heart sped up. I honestly can't tell you what it was, but I felt it. And whatever it was, I liked it. I began to plan my night out. God...what to do to get this girl? I've never felt this way before. Ever. I know. I'll call Logan. Logan Henderson...two words to describe him? Love whisperer. He'll know exactly what to do. I dialed his number as quickly as I can.

"Hey James."

"Listen Log, I have a problem. Well...not exactly a problem...more of a...change. But I need help," I said, talking a mile a minute.

"James, slow down. I can't help you if I can't understand you."

I told Logan everything. I even told him how I barely knew this girl and yet I felt something that I've never experienced before.

"Dude, be yourself. You're really good at that. Nobody can be James Maslow better than you."

"You're right Logan. What do I do with the nervousness, though? I've never been nervous in front of a girl before...this is the first time ever."

"Take a deep breath. In and out. Close your eyes and remember that she's a person too. If you put things into that perspective, you won't feel nervous anymore."

"Thanks Logan."

"No problem. So tell me, does this Melanie girl happen to have any friends or a twin sister by chance?" Logan inquired. I could hear him smiling through his voice.

"Log, I have no idea. I just met her...well literally ran into her today, ok? I'll let you know one day when I know her better," I replied with a slight snap in my voice.

"Hey, no need to get mad lover-boy."

And after that comment, I hung up. Sometimes Logan could be a real pain in the ass for me.

I began to pick out my wardrobe. Even though it was only two-thirty in the afternoon, I really had to make tonight perfect so I could reel Melanie in and so she could see the real James Maslow. Not the funny guy on the television who's obsessed with his looks.

Sighing, I decided to go with a pair of skinny jeans and a white tee-shirt with a black guitar print on it. It showed my muscles pretty well. Girls like guys who are fit, right? I picked a pair of black Vans. Finally, since we were going at night and it might be cooler, I grabbed a black zip-up. Outfit, check.

Movie...what are we going to see? I think we should see something scary. That'll have her in my arms the entire time. I've got it! We could go see "Nightmare on Elm Street". Perfect. I smiled as I thought about holding Melanie. Movie, check.

All that's left is the wait. Ugh, time is going to move so slowly. I know it right now. I flicked on my computer and decided to check my Facebook messages for awhile. That'll keep me busy. Kaitlin kept crossing my mind. How am I going to survive another four hours? I sighed and continued replying to obsessed fan messages. How exciting...