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- POV Liv -

"James, I can't take this anymore. I am seriously going to get him that restraining order," I say when Peter just came by again.
James looks at me for a few seconds, "Okay... You know I don't agree with this but if you want too."
"Why don't you agree with this?! He comes to our house EVERYDAY," I say frustrated.
"It's mean to do."
"I don't care. I'm going to get it done now," I say while grabbing my shoes and stuff.
"I'll go with you."
"Fine."

When we come back I go sigh and sit down on the couch. They're going to look into it. I just want it now. I grab my phone and and want to call Lili but I remind myself that she's sleeping in her apartment in LA... I lay down my phone and just go to my bedroom to lay down on my bed.

James follows me and wraps his arms around me. I turn around to face him. His face scan over my face.
"Are you okay?" he asks after a while.
I shake my head, "I don't know."
He holds me closer, "It's going to be okay. Well get you that restraining order."
I nod slowly and close my eyes, "I just want everything to be okay. Not this mess."
I feel his hand going though my hair, "And it is going to be like that. Just wait for it."
I shake my head. "How did he even got our address?"
"He came here once, remember?"
"Oh yeah, right."

No one talks for a moment. It's just really peaceful. Not awkward at all. Just silence. I'm laying in the arms of a person I really really care about and everything is fine for a second. No drama. No stalker. Nothing.
For a moment I feel safe. Like nothing can get to me as long as I'm in his arms.

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Merry Christmas

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