Chapter 1

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*James' POV*

"Fuck this shit!" I yelled as I stomped up to my room. I was so tired of Jordan's shit, we had been playing Payday 2 Beta with Seamus and Nick and all that came out of his mouth was him complaining about how much I fucked up and how I could of "jeopardized" the mission with the "little stunt" I pulled. "I just wanted to know what would happen." Igrumbled as I plopped down on my bed.

After a little while I hear Jordan yell, "James!' from the computer room.

"Fuck off Hordan!" I yelled back to him from my bed, which was starting to get strangly more comfortable.

"I was just going to tell you that Seamus had to leave, so we will have to continue this tomorrow." He said, leaving me to my thoughts.

"Thank god, Seamus to the rescue." I muttered to myself, Seamus had to be my bestfriend, Nick was a close second. Seamus always seemed to have the best timing and it always seemed to save my butt. "Got to love that dude..." I say softly as I slowly drift to sleep.

*Seamus' POV*

"Fuck this shit!" I hear James yell, followed by stompimg and a sigh of annogance from Jordan.

"Man, James acts like such a little kid." Jordan grumbles out.

"Well I would be pissed too if I got bitched at for doing something I thought the fans would like." I stated.

"Yeah, well, he could of thrown it some where else." Jordan protested, not wanting to give up. This caused me to roll my eyes, with earned me a glare in return.

I sighed as I took off my headphones, "Whatever, I need to head home anyway. If you need me you know how to reach me."

After I said that, I heard Jordan sigh again, for what felt like the millionth time that night before saying, "Alright, have a good night, and get home safe, ok?" I nodded and left, hearing him yell up to James, informimg him that I was heading home.

As I left the house, the only thing on my mind was James. I really hope Jordan lets up on him, even if that was a dumbass move.

*Jordan's POV*

After Seamus left, I informed James, only getting cussed out in the process. Once that was said and done, I said bye to Nick, turned everything off and went home to see Monica.

"Hey Monica." I said to her once I got home, taking off my shoes at the door. She was sitting on the couch curled up in a blanket watchimg tv.

"Hey Jordan, how was the recording?" She asked, smiling sweetly at me.

I sighed as I sat down next to her, "Well, It was..." I started traiking off at the end.

She sat up a bit and scooted closer to me, "Mind telling me about it?" She askes, I simply nodded and told her about everything that happened during and after the recording. After I was done she sat there and hummed a bit, then jokingly asked, "And whose smart idea was it to let James take care of the crack?" I couldn't help but laugh at this.

"Well I guess all of ours, we were all to busy to worry about babysitting James." I told her, joking around a bit myself.

Aftrr a bit of talking and joking with Monica, I decide to head to bed. As I told her goodnight I noticed that it seemed like she was pondering something. I just shrugged if off and went to bed.

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