When I woke up, it was dark outside and I was still curled up beside James. Annie was still behind my legs, and supernatural was still on. It must be a marathon. It's the Cupid episode, I remember it, but not too much. I hear the doorbell ring and Annie moves around under the blanket. She starts barking and James wakes up. I move the Blakey and pick Annie up. I open the door and let her out. James looks confused and dazed, it's obvious that he just woke up. My thoughts make me smile at myself. I close the door, but I don't latch it shut. I walk over to the bed and sit on the edge. I grab my phone from James, I must've just lashed it on his chest when I fell asleep. I turn it on and check the time. The picture of Chloe, Dani, Christina, and I two days ago pops up. It's my lock screen, it says 7:24 before I turn it off.
"Someones here, I don't know who. I just heard the doorbell ring." I say to a very confused James.
"Oh." He says, his voice is still raspy and filled with sleep.
"Do you wanna come check it out with me?" I ask.
"Yeah, why not. I want something to eat anyway, might as well go check out who it is while we're at it!" He replies with a smirk.
We stand up and he throws my blanket on the bed. My phone dings and I check what it says.
Dani: 🍕🍕
"It was the pizza guy." I say to James.
I show him the screen and he smiles. "I love how you two talk." He mumbles to himself. I giggle and we walk through my door and down the stairs. You can smell it already, it smells awesome. Especially since I haven't eaten since like eleven.
"Damnit!" I yell as it hits me.
"What?" James asks nervous. The whole group is looking at me confused.
"We missed three. Didn't have another meeting." I say, annoyed.
"Oops." James says, he doesn't care and it makes me smile.
We walk into the kitchen and everyone is still here. Jason is too. There's four pizza boxes sitting on the island, two are already empty and the other two are sitting open. I grab three pieces and sit them on a paper plate. James does the same. I've always been able to eat like one of the guys, I get it from my mom. We're bottomless pits, so is Dani. She's just a little more picky about her food. Food is food to me, most of the time.
I can still hear family guy in the living room, something stupid happens and my idiot friends in the living room crack up. I love this, having my friends around. It makes me happy, it distracts me from what's really happening in life. How screwed up it is, it's not right. Nobody should have to go through what I've gone through. Being taken to the hospital for self harm, living with a drunken perv. There's so much bad in this life, how I manage to keep a smile on my face, I don't even know. I do it for them, for my friends, for my mom and my sisters. I smile a lot, I've gotten pretty good at faking a smile. I have to, you know, to just barely keep going.
Every single person in this house, has done one thing or another for me. They've all helped in my hardest times, put a smile on my face when I needed it most. They've done so much for me, and I don't know what I could do for them. I try, everyday, to repay them. They all tell me I've done enough for them, that I've helped them too. I guess I can see how I did. I helped them by showing them what can happen, showing them before, rather than after. It helps boost them, knowing that they saved me. Knowing that they're such a big part in someone's life. My life.
James and I finish eating, I hug Jason, and we go back upstairs. I plop back onto my bed and grab the remote. James grabs my pillow and lays with it, beside me. I go to guide and look through all the shows on the flat screen. I see Mortal Instruments is on and I click on it. It's already half way over, but I don't really care. I like the movie and so does James, so we watch the movie. I never really thought of James as more than a friend, but if you ended up cuddling with your friend of opposite gender, during every movie or show you watch, you'd start questioning things too.
I lay back and put my head on his arm. I pull out my phone and mess around on Instagram. Every once and a while, James will tap on my phone and click on something.
"Stop it, you jerk." I say laughing.
"Nope!" He responds, then clicks on something else.
I turn over and face his chest, this way, he can't see the screen on my iPhone, therefore he can't tap on anything. I look up and he's just staring at me, smiling. Something about his smile, makes me smile. I kind of want him to kiss me, but I'm tired of mistakes. He's not really the type to use someone though.
"You know when I first realized I liked you?" James asks.
I smile, I don't really know what to say or how to respond, so I just smile and shake my head.
"Fourth grade, we were in the same class. I thought you were the prettiest girl."
"You were insane then!" I declare laughing, because I don't know what to say. I usually laugh when I'm nervous.
"You're still pretty, but now you're... I don't know, beautiful..." He smiles and I sit up.
I smile and he sits up too. For a minute, we just sit there smiling at each other. Until he leans down, and the next thing I know, we're kissing.
