Secrets. (A James Franco FanFiction)

Chapter 12

I fluffed up my hair, and looked at myself in the mirror. I felt hands slide around my waist, and I closed my eyes in ecstasy.

"You look beautiful." James whispered in my ear. I chuckled and turned around in his arms.

"We're just going to the library, you know."

He smiled, and kissed my nose. "Either way, you look beautiful. As always."

I smirked. "Well, what about you? You're not so bad yourself, Mr. Franco."

He laughed, and ran one hand through his hair. "I know that. But it means alot more coming from you."

I rolled my eyes, as I grabbed his hand. "Let's go. We have some research to do."

I grabbed my bag, and we walked out of his apartment, to his car. He opened the passenger side door.

"M'lady." James said, gesturing toward the seat of the car. I chuckled, putting his arm down for him.

"We're past this, aren't we?" I kissed his cheek, as he started to pout.

"I was just being a gentlemen.." he mumbled.

I laughed, grabbing his hand. "Aww. Just get in the car." A smile played at his lips, as he walked around to the driver's side.

I got into the car, and smirked at him.

He looked at me with a mixture of adoration and disbelief. "Man, I love you.." He chuckled.

I grabbed his hand. "Love you too. Now come on, let's drive."

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Silence loomed over us as James and I walked into the library. People were reading books and magazines while sitting on soft couches, and college students were typing away on their laptops.

I lead James over to the set of library-owned computers, and we sat down. I logged in as a guest, as did James. I took a deep breath, and looked at him.

"Where should we start?" I asked.

"Well, my dear, Google is a great search engine.." he replied.

I laughed, earning a glare from a man sitting in front of us. I put my hand over my mouth to control my self.

"What's so funny?" James asked with a cute smile.

"I just wasn't surprised that you said that. I figured you would. You're so adorable."

We looked at each other, and my heart couldn't stop pounding. "Let's just use Google.." I said after a moment.

We both typed in the website, and we were off and running.

2 hours later, we hadn't found anything. I was starting to get discouraged, and James could tell. He grabbed my hand, and kissed it.

"It's okay. We'll find something. Let's just keep looking."

 I sighed, and turned back to my computer screen. I scrolled down the feed, until i saw a headline that caught my eye: 'RESTAURANT UNDER WRAPS'.

I looked at James in shock, then turned back and clicked on it. It was like a luck of the draw that the article was about Tony's.

My eyes scanned the article, and my heart was pounding out of my chest.

"This can't be true.." I mumbled.

"Katie, it says that Tony's is associated with the mob...Holy shit.."

I took a deep breath. Holy shit is right.