His Criminal [BTR Love Story]

Felonies and All

I am sitting on the steps in the entry way of mine and James's place. Fox has come to like me alot and I love him to death. I never had a dog and Fox is adorable I mean seriously how could you not think he's cute? 

Anyways... tommorrow night I have to leave and James doesn't realize it. All he knows is that I have been in a somber mood about leaving. It's about noon and we only got out of bed 10 minutes ago. We had round two this morning and it was wonderful, most mindblowing sex ever. My bags are with Mason excpet what I am wearing and my traveling outfit which is what I'll be wearing when I leave. 

I lean against the cold wall petting Fox in my lap. 

"Mel, where are ya?" I hear James call.

"Where I was 5 minutes ago," I say sacrastically. 

He walks into the entry way and he smiles at me and Fox. "I think Fox likes his new mommy," he chuckles and sits next to me. 

We stay silent for a little while until he breaks the silence.

"Baby girl what's wrong? You've been like this since we got out of bed." He wraps me in his arms. I lay my head on his shoulder and sigh.

"You don't remeber do you?"

"Remember what?"

"The hours," I whisper. He looks confused and then remembers. 

"You have to leave tonight don't you?" he asks me quietly.

"No tommorrow night, and I am ok with leaving you right now," I say before kissing his neck. 

"Why? You want to leave me?!" he sounded angry and he doesn't get what I mean.

"James calm down," I say as Fox jumps ut of my lap.

"I won't because you just said that you were and are ok with leaving me. I mean why would you be ok with leaving? Do you not love me anymore or something?!" He stands up and heads to our room. 

I groan he is being such a fucking girl! I am only ok with it because he is going on tour starting tomorrow. That's why, cause he'll be on tour for three months so he won't have time to miss me. 

I walk to the kitchen and pull out my phone. I had to get a new one cause the feds got my number. I now have an even more encripted phone thanks to Lacey. 

I dial Lacey's number just to get some stuff straight. 

I'm listening. she answers.

"Wow, great hello Lace," I chuckle as I go into the freezer and get some ice cream. He always has  ice cream cand I put in a request for either vanilla or cookie dough. 

You know what I don't care. Why did you call?  She laughs at me. 

"To ask about travel plans for our way out," I get the tub of ice cream out and look for a spoon. I find one and go sit at the kitchen table. I sit at the table and and take the lid off the cookie dough ice cream. 

We have a private jet,  she says and I can hear the smile on her face. 

"How the hell did you do that? We're wanted fellons," I say before shoveling in a bite of the vanilla goodness. 

A guy owed me a favor. 

"What guy is that?" 

A guy from a certain company we helped. 

"From where?" I say trying to possibly figure out who the hell she got to give us a ride. 

He's from Iceland. It was actually a group I helped. When I was doing bad for good reasons.