The next morning (It was now Sunday), you woke up before James around 8:30. You slid on a pair of your athletic shorts and walked downstairs and into the kitchen and started cooking breakfast. You made pancakes, sausage, bacon, and eggs. When it was done you poured 2 glasses of orange juice and set them down on the table. You figured James would be up by now, but he wasn't, so you headed back up the stairs to wake him up.
When you walked through the bedroom door, you saw James on the bed; still asleep. He was laying in the middle of the bed where the two of you had fallen asleep. He was laying on his back with his left arm stretched out and his right over his stomach.
You walked over to the bed and crawled back into bed and straddled James' lap and kissed his cheek. When that didn't work, you kissed his lips. You kept kissing him on the cheek, lips, and neck until he woke up. "Well, this is a nice way to wake up". The two of you chuckled and got out of bed and James went to the bathroom. "When you're done, breakfast is ready!" and you made your way back downstairs to fix your plates. By the time you had the food put on both plates, James came walking into the kitchen and the two of you sat down at the table for breakfast. You and James had a round, 4 chair table and you were sitting in the chair beside James. James looked at you and said "come on, babe. spit it out" "what?" "I can tell when you have something on your mind that you wanna talk about" "It's nothing" "you're lying". You weren't even looking at James while you talked. You kept your eyes on your plate.
James grabbed your chair and pulled you closer to him and grabbed both of your hands and kissed you. "Come on, babe. We're married. Talk to me". You looked up at him and couldn't find words. It had been 8 months since your miscarriage and you had JUST gotten married and you didn't want him to feel like it was too soon. You didn't know what was about to come out of your mouth, but you started talking anyway.
"Okay... So... I was flipping through wedding pictures while you were in the shower and I noticed how you kept looking at Emma. You looked like you thought she's the most perfect thing and it made my heart skip a beat because I want to see you look at OUR child like that soon.. You looked like a dad when you were dancing with her and when you were talking to her. I just.. I don't wanna wait a year to start a family. I know we talked about waiting so we could enjoy being married and just us for a little while, but I think I-" James cut you off by putting his hands on the sides of your neck and pulling you into a kiss. "I was feeling the exact same way. Only I was thinking about it on our honeymoon. But babe... Don't be afraid to talk to me, okay? Come here". He pulled you into a hug and you said "Okay. I love you" and you laid you head on his shoulder. "So, when were you thinking about wanting to start trying?" "Well.. I'll need to go to the doctor and have the implant taken out of my arm" "How about we do this... You go get it taken out and I'll throw out all of the condoms. We won't be trying. They say if you try, it could stress the both of us out and it'll take longer to get pregnant. So whatever happens; happens. Sound like a plan?" You looked at him and smiled and said "Whatever happens; happens".
Hey guys! I know this one is a lot shorter than most, but I keep getting writer's block and this was what came to mind.
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A James Maslow Love Story
FanfictionYour name is Caitlan Schmidt. Yes, sister to Kendall Schmidt of Big Time Rush. You and James first met when you were visiting your brother on set and became good friends and eventually started dating. While the band grew more popular, you and James...