4.Alone with james

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Chapter 4

I woke up at seven o'clock. I had a dream of me and James together. We went on a date and he took me to the arcade. He was really sweet to me. I just wish the dream would have been real.

I sat in bed for a hour just thinking about James. Until I noticed the time.

"Oh shit it's 8. James is coming at 9."

I got up out of my comfrey bed and went to grab a pair of black jeggings and a black shirt with hot pink lips on it. I ran to the bath room and turned on the water. I took off my shirt and shorts. I was staring at my scars on my arms. It had been a week since I last cut. But it had left scars on my arms. I slipped my bra off and underwaer. I felt the water to make sure the tempature was just right. I stepped in to the shower and just stood there. The warm water running down my naked body. I grabbed the soap and washed up. I turned the water did and stepped out of my warm shower into the cold bathroom air. I grabbed a towle and dried my self off and quickly got dressed. I ran in to my room to start flat ironing my hair. I finished with 5 minutes till nine.

Then the door bell rang. I opened it to see the happy and sexy James.

"Are you ready" he asked

"Yep"

"Then let's go. "

We walked towards his truck and he picked me up this time then put me in the trucked. I loved it.

After a about twenty minutes of driving we arrived at James house. His house was so big. It looked like a manchion.

"Wow that's your house ."I said with my mouth wide open.

"Yep"

"It's so big."

"Just wait till you see how big it is on the inside."

He walked around the truck and opened my doer for me.

I followed behind him. Into the house.

The front of the house had a beautiful garden. The flowers were all perfect looking. With a stone walk way that leads to the front door. The house was white. It looked like it was vintage. There was four Colloms on the pourch. And brown bench on each side of the door.

He unlocked the door and walked in. I was following right behind him.

"Wow" I was speechless. His house was beautiful.

"You like it"

"NOOOOOO, I love it"

The inside of the house was even better looking than I had thought. The walls were tan. All the floors were a dark colored hardwood. It was beyond beautiful. There was a spiral stair case that led up stairs. The kitchen had marbal counter tops. That looked perfectly with the color of the walls. The living room was huge. It had a big glass coffee table in the center. With a beautiful vinatage rug in the middle. And a love seat and a big sofa. And tow lovely chairs in the conners.

All I could think was that his parents were fucking rich.

"So u wana see the rest of the house. " He asked me.

"Yeah sure"

It took about an hour to go through the house. It was so big on the inside. It was two stories.

"Your parents are rich. "I said.

"Yeah my dad owns some big company."

"Hey,wana know something. " I told him.

"Yea"

I walk towards him and I said. "I like you a lot". I had the biggest smile on my face.

His face grew into a big smile.

"So" I said

"Jaja you just made my day. I am never this happy. "

"Awwww your adorable."

"So you want to spend the night with me? "

"Ummmm, I'll have to ask my parents but I would love too. "

"Ok call them right now."

" I'll just tell them I am at a girls house. Because they will say no if they know your a boy."

He handed me the house phone. I dialed my the house phone. And my mom picked it up.

"Umm, hey mom can a sleep at a friends house?"

"Who's house?"

"Mary's "

"Yeah sure you can. You can stay there all week so I don't have to see you."

"Ok thanks."

She hung up after I said that. I can't believe she didn't know I was lieing. But she didn't give a care.

"She said yes. " I said while handing him the phone back.

"You can wear some of my clothes of you don't wana go home or I can just take you shopping."

" I'll wear your clothes." I said while blushing.

"That's fine with me. "

He walked up to his room. I was following close behind. He took out a black shirt and handed to me. Then a pair of shorts that I knew were way to big but I didn't care. Because they spelt like him.

"Change then come meet me down stairs."

"Ok."

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