She's not afraid - A James McVey (TheVamps) Fanfiction

Chapter 15

"The circles underneath my eyes
Tell the truth that I've been trying to hide" ~ TheVamps

Two days later

Melina's P.O.V.

It was the second day after James had explained me that he had hidden his life from me because he had been afraid that I would have been scared of this whole business of being "famous" if we actually would start a relationship and that I immediately would have left him because of that. When I reconsidered the whole situation now again, I felt like a fool. I didn't know why. But giving him a slap on the face had definitely been overreacted. I was glad that at least I had given him a hug after that to explain it a bit...
Well, my feelings had only been too confusing to control myself.

After I found a final statement of myself, I decided to call him as soon as possible. Maybe like now.

It didn't took him long until James answered my call and asked how I was. Not the usual way "How are you", but I could hear that he really cared about it. Of course.

"I'm fine, don't worry. I only thought a lot about the whole situation, as you can possibly imagine."

"And what is your conclusion?" I smiled as I heard his worry in this question.

As I wanted to start, he interrupted me. "Wait. Should I come over? I guess it's better when we talk personally about it, isn't it?"

"Ah yes, maybe it'd be better."

"Okay, in ten minutes I'm at your place."

"Good. See you." I answered and hung up.

James didn't need ten minutes, but eight. Not that I would have counted the minutes, no...

I waited behind the door again and opened it before he could even ring the doorbell. This time I wasn't only led by my feelings and so I didn't beat him. But this time it was not me who started the hug but James.

It felt even better than two days ago. He knew that I wasn't that furious and confused anymore and that my decision wouldn't be that bad because otherwise I would have been observing at the call before.

Furthermore I was way more relaxed this time and enjoyed the hug properly. I wondered every time how clearly I could feel his strong muscles underneath my hands when I stroked his back.

He did the same on my back and alarmed every inch of my skin where his hands were.

I breathed in his smell and smiled. He smelled so familiar and I only felt the wonderful feeling security.
Of course I felt it too when I hugged my friends, or my mom, but with a boy you like that way, it feels so much more special. James should hug me more often.

James finished the hug too fast, for my taste but I didn't complain. The reason why he was actually here was more important.

We went upstairs towards my room again. I sat down onto the end of my bed again and this time James sat down onto the opposite end of the bed.

I had appreciated that he hadn't sat down next to me two days ago because I needed my space. I hadn't been able to bear his direct nearness because my feelings have still been too mixed.

But this time I was glad that he came next to me, not too directly, what was good as well. I still liked him and my heart beat a little tad faster than usual as I realized that he obviously liked me too. Otherwise he would have sat down onto the chair again...

I know, he had already said that he liked me. But seeing and noticing it is way more different and better than only hearing it.

I extended my legs on the bed and leant against the wall behind me. My feet almost reached James' feet. He had drawn up his legs and watched me attentively.