Secrets. (A James Franco FanFiction)

Chapter 5

The next morning I woke up to James' smiling face.
His hand slid behind my neck, urging me to his lips. I kissed him, pulling back after a minute. I smiled as he stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
"You're really beautiful in the morning." He said.
I chuckled. "Yeah, a total dreamboat.."
His arm slid around my bare waist, pulling me close to him until there was no space in between us.
James gently pushed my hair behind my ear.
I let out a sigh, sitting up in the bed.
James sat up too, just as tears fell down my face.
I looked down at the bedspread, when I felt James' soft hand gently on my chin, trying to force me to look up at him.
"Katie...are you okay? What happened??"
After a minute, I looked up at him.
"I can't do this."
He looked confused. "What? Do what?"
"This. I don't wanna be just a one night stand." I pulled back the blanket, and kicked my legs out.
James grabbing my arm stopped me.
"Katie, I like you.."
I scoffed. "Yeah, right..I heard about you. You're not into serious relationships."
James chuckled, earning a dirty look from me.
"Yeah? It's called changing. But I'm serious, Katie. You make me feel different."
I met his eyes. "We just met a few days ago."
He moved to my side of the bed, getting close to me.
"So? You can't deny there was a spark."
"I'm not saying that. I just don't wanna get hurt again..." I replied, standing up now.
James grabbed me around my waist before I could escape.
"What do you mean, again?"
I sighed. "I didn't just move here for the weather. I moved here because I had to.."
I took a deep breath as James pulled me into his lap.
"I would rather not talk about it.." I murmured quietly.
James gently caressed my cheek.
"Hey, Katie..look at me.."
I obeyed.
"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Just give me a chance..let me prove you're not like the rest of the girls I've been with.." He spoke with a genuine smile.
I met his gaze, and bit my lip.
I couldn't help it.
"Okay.." I responded.
He smiled wide. "Cool...now-" Sliding his hands down to my waist, he started to massage it.
I let out a small moan, and didnt look at him, playfully.
"Now, it's time for me to go."
His lips met my neck quickly. "You can stay."
I laughed. "I'll see you soon."
After a moment, James let me go, and I was able to find my clothes, and get dressed.
As I made my way to the door, his hands slid around my waist, spinning me around. I giggled, and he smirked.
"Kiss me."
I placed my lips on his, and the spark was no doubt there.
I walked out of his apartment, my legs feeling like jelly, and my heart fluttering.
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As I opened the door to my apartment 20 minutes later, I laughed as I saw Lauren sitting on my couch.
"Um, hi?"
She smiled. "Hey hey."
I sat down next to her on the couch.
"What's up?" I asked.
As usual, she got right to the point. "What's up with you and famous man?"
I chuckled. "Who? James Franco?"
She stared at me. "No, fucking Donald Trump."
I crinkled my nose in disgust. "Ewww, he's gross! Excusing your sarcasm, what do you want to know?"
"Are you guys fucking?"
The blush that spread to my cheeks gave me away.
Lauren's eyes widened. "You had sex with him?! When the hell did you meet him?"
I laughed. "Like three days ago.."
Lauren glared at me. I shrugged.
"He wants me to give him a chance, like in a relationship."
Lauren scoffed. "That's new.."
I grabbed her hand. "Just give him a chance? For me? After the shit that I've been through these last six months, you more than anyone should know that I deserve this.."
After a minute, she smiled. "Okay.."
She stood up, smiling. "See you soon?"
I nodded, and stood up too, hugging her.
"I love you girl."
"I love you too."

After she left, I plopped down onto my couch, thinking. Quite an amazing 24 hours, I thought to myself.
I smiled, thinking about James.
I couldn't wait to see him again.
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