Fate

Surprise!

GRACE'S POV

Bridget filled me in with all of the details about her date with this Kyle boy. He seems nice but I just don't think he's her type. As much as I hate to say it, I think she belongs with Luke.

I'm still pissed at him and I will be for a long time, but there was just some spark between them that will never burn out.

It's almost midnight and I'm tired. I'm deciding to hit the hay and go to bed. Truthfully I think this is the right choice... I'm beat.

I let myself slowly drifting off to my dreams.

I woke up to hear loud knockings on the door. I look at the clock by my bed. It's 3:24! Who the hell is knocking on my door at three in the morning?

I went to the door and opened it. I saw a very tall man and it's scaring me! I can't see his face. His hands are in his pockets and all I can see is a big grin on his face. It's dark, it's the middle of the night, and some guy is at my door...

"Can I help you with something?" I asked nervously. "Did your car break down? Do you need to use a phone?"

"No silly! I came to see you!" The stranger came in the door and started kissing my face. I tried to push them away. Why is he kissing me?!

I moved back and ran to turn on the lights as I escaped from the man's hug around me. I looked at the guy now that I could finally see. Please tell me this isn't a dream right now. I walked up to the man and took his face in my hands. This is a really real dream.

"James? Is this really you? I feel like I'm in a dream because this is too good to be true," I whispered touching his face.

"What will make you think this isn't a dream?" He leaned in closer to me and I could feel his warm breath on my face.

"I-I have no idea," I murmured.

"I'll just have to show you then," he closed the distance between us and pressed his warm lips against mine.

I melted at his touch. His hand trailed up and down my back in soothing motions while his other hand was on my face only making the kiss stronger.

My heart rate I could feel started to increase and I put my arms around his neck. He moved his hands to my waist and my shirt. I was wearing a small tank top that always rolled up while I was sleeping so my stomach was slightly showing.

His hands traveled to the skin that was showing leaving a warm sensation from his touch. His lips traced my jaw as they slowly moved down to my neck.

"Okay. This is definitely real," I breathed.

"Thank you. If you wouldn't have said that, I might've gotten a little carried away," he smiled.

I just stared at him. I'm so glad he's here. Wait... Why is he here?

"How- Why are you here?" I tilted my head slightly and a small smile showed on my lips.

"I came to see my amazing girl. Why else would I have come to see you?" He asked.

"I can think of plenty," I answered.

He could've came to breakup with me. He could've came to tell me he was cheating on me. He could've-

"Stop thinking about why else I would've come!" He laughed putting his hands on my face. "I'm here to see you. Nothing else, I promise." He pressed his lips against mine lightly. "We'll maybe for that too," he winked.

"I still can't believe you're here. But you did come at 3:30 in the morning and I'm tired so let's go to bed," I said rubbing my eyes.

I took his hand and led him to my room. "Oh, I don't have any clothes that would fit you... Well I do have this," I went to my drawers and started shuffling through them until I pulled out a neon pink shirt. "I accidentally ordered the wrong size and... yeah."