American Horror Story Character Imagines

So It Goes: James March

Sorry I didn't update when I said I was going to. I had completely forgot. Then I went to California. But now I'm back and here to update haha. Anyway this imagine is inspired by the lyrics to So It Goes - Taylor Swift. So yeah. I thought if this as I was listening to the reputation album yesterday on the plane. I was going to write it ten but I didn't have WiFi and couldn't do here we are. Enjoy.
Reader X James Patrick March.

"Met you in a bar. All eyes on me."

Flashback to meeting James

It was January when I met James.
I arrived in California in hopes of boosting my writing career.       Unfortunately to be fired two weeks later after showing up to work late once because of traffic.
   I had been so heartbroken that I somehow ended up stumbling into the Cortez and finding refuge at the bar.
I sit down on a bar stool and look around at the hundreds of glasses aligned in the back.
" You look like you need a drink." He said to me, flagging over the bar tender.
"How'd you know," I replied.
"Darling, I know everything," He said as he handed me a glass of liquor.
"Thanks," I said as I took a sip of the strong liquid.
"No problem," He replies back.
"So, What brings you to the Cortez," He says while setting down his empty glass.
"Well, I was here in California as a writer for this company, but they fired me this morning," I said sadly.
"My dearest apologies miss?..."
"Y/N," I say as I reach out to shake his hand.
"What's your name?" I ask as I chug my  fourth drink of the night.
"James Patrick March," He replies while standing up and extending his arms. "I own this hotel."
"Holy shit. That's so cool," I say delusional.
  Apparently everyone there who now I know were ghosts was staring at me. How was I supposed to know who he was? I wasn't from California and I didn't really pay attention in history class.
    He seemed surprised. At the time I thought nothing of it. I probably just thought he was taken aback by me cursing, and not the fact that I had no idea that he was a worldwide famous serial killer from the 1920's.
  "Shall we go to my room?" He asks while extending me his hand.
"Sure," I reply as I set my empty glass on the counter and follow as he leads me to room 64.
And that is where it all began.
    
      Present day at the Cortez

"I'm so chill but you make me jealous."

"I cannot believe you just did that Y/N," James say as he has a firm grip on my arm and leads me back to our room.
"I'm sorry Okay?!" I say sounding more sarcastic than I intended.
"You slapped the countess." He says as he stops to look me in the eye.
"Okay, and," I say while rolling my eyes.
"I just would like to know why," He says still staring at me. I sigh.
"Well, She was talking about her relationship with you when you guys were together, and how erotic things got. I'm usually so chill but it made me jealous, so I bitch slapped her," I said holding back a laugh as I recall what exactly it looked like when my hand collided with her face.
"You bitch slapped her?" He asks somewhat confused.
"Yes. Bitch slap. When the bitch that you slap is being a huge bitch and you get really pissed so you slap them super hard. Only females or gay men can bitch slap," I say while laughing because I had to explain what a bitch slap was to James.
"I see." "You still didn't need to bitch slap her though," He says back.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! I'm sorry that I bitch slapped your true love but I didn't want to hear about you and hers sex life when I'm your fucking girlfriend James!"
"I'm sorry Y/N." "And she is not my true love, you are."
"That's good to know, but tell me you would slap someone if they were talking to you about him and my past sex life and how erotic it got. Tell me that wouldn't piss you the fuck off," I say hands on my hips, staring him dead in the eyes.
"I wouldn't slap them," He says calmly.
"Are you fucking seri-" He cut me off with saying.
"Dearest I wouldn't do so little as slap them. I'd end their life. I'd make sure they'd suffer before ending it completely though," He says while kissing me on the cheek.
"You know James," I say while holding his hand as we walk together back to our room.
"Hm?" He hums in reply.
"You're completely insane, but I love it," I say kissing him on the cheek.

"I'm not a bad girl but I'd do bad things with you."

James and I arrive back to our room and he seems stressed.
"Are you alright?" I ask as I take off his suit jacket and start to massage his shoulders.
"Actually dearest, no. Thinking about me being in your situation has stressed me out," He says while walking over to the main office phone.
"Miss Evers?" He asks into the phone when he reaches it.
"Yes, Okay. I am stressed and I need to kill. Please bring me someone to murder. I really need to calm my nerves," He says.
I'm just shocked at how calmly he asked that.
    About ten minutes later Miss Evers comes up to our room with a man. His mouth is taped shut and his hands are tied behind his back. He looks horrified.
"Does this do you justice Mr. March?" She asks nervously.
"Yes indeed. Now leave please," He says as he walks over the the man.
"Of course, good day sir, Y/N," She says  as she walks out of our room.
"Dearest?" James says which breaks me from my thoughts.
"Yeah hun?" I reply. I look over to see that James had the man tied to our bed. Arms above his head tied to the bed post, and legs tied to the posts below. His mouth is still taped shut. He looks over at me with pleading eyes.
"Could you grab me my knife?" He asks me kindly.
"Of course," I reply as I run over to grab it for him.
"You are wonderful, thank you my love," He says as I hand him the knife.
"Mhm," I respond.
"Could you undo the tape on his mouth? I would like to hear him scream when I end his life."
"Of course," I say as I walk over to the man. Just as I was about to undo the tape I look up at James. We keep eye contact as I say, "You know James, I'm not a bad girl, but I'd do bad things with you," I say as I rip off the tape and grab the knife from James. I stab the man in the stomach and step aside so James can finish up.
    After James is finished and everything is spotless he walks over to me.
"Darling, you are a revelation," He says while kissing me on the lips.

"I'm yours to keep."

Time skip to A few weeks later

I was out to dinner with James, well out to dinner meaning eating a romantic dinner in room 78.
Right as I least expect it, he kneels to the ground in front of me.
"Darling, I love you. You are sick and twisted like I, and love in such a passionate way. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else. So what do you say? Will you marry me?" He asks while looking me in the eyes.
"Yes of course!" I yell as he placed the ring on my finger. When he stands up I hug him tightly.
" I am yours to keep James. Forever. I love you," I say as I kiss him on the lips.
"I love you as well dearest, maybe even a little too much."

A/N hope you enjoyed. I wasn't sure how to end it but oh well haha.
XoXo
-Sof💗