Chapter 13

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"James?" I said loudly as I entered the living room

"Up here!" I heard him call from our room

As I ascended the stairs, something inside me felt weird. I felt so excited to see James, not because I wanted to tell him about Michael, but just to see him smile. I wanted him to embrace me and make me feel safe and hold me and kiss my forehead.

"I've got a date with Michael tonight!" He smiled and hugged me tightly.
"I'm so glad, you seemed excited."

"I've got to go with him in like an hour though I promised I'd be cute by then."

"You're always cute." he flicked my forehead.

"Ow you Fuckhead." I put my hand over my head and kicked his leg.

"I'm not a fuckhead you asshole." he pushed me over and I pushed him we both laughed it off as we punched and kicked each other playfully.

Then I was pinned below him and he was above me. The laughter stopped and he smiled at me sweetly. He leaned in, kissing me on the cheek, then rolled over to the side, we were now both lying on our back next to each other.

There was silence for a good 5 minutes.

"Do you think I'll get hurt again?"

"I hope not."

"I like Michael, he's like another me. Even if it doesn't work out, he'd still be a great friend I think. He's almost as cool as you."

"I'm glad you're happy,and no one is as cool as me."

"James can I tell you something?"

"Shoot." he said turning over to me.

"When I passed out the other night, I really wanted to kiss you. I don't know if it means I like you or if it's just an urge.. I just thought I'dtell you because I trust you more than anyone."

"Maybe you shouldn't tell me shit like that before you go out with a guy you really like." he laughed

"Yah, bad call." I said, punching him on the shoulder playfully.

"But if you ever want to kiss me, it's okay to feel like that okay? Did what I just say make sense? Okay well what I'm saying is its okay to feel like that I mean we're best friends it's normal, but tonight I want you to go out with Michael and have a fucking great time because god dammit you deserve it. I want you to fall in love with someone that's worth your time and if he makes you happy, go for it."

"I love you James." I hugged him tightly, then got up to throw on my pajamas and call Michael.

"Mikey?" I said cutely

"I'll pick you up right now, on my way sweetheart."

"See you then." I smiled through the phone, then hung up.

I headed down stairs after 10 minutes, then waited until I heard a knock.

"BYE JAMES." I yelled upstairs

"BYE ASS."

I laughed at his comment then opened the door to see Michael lighting a cigarette.

"Hey nice to see you." he smiled, his cigarette bobbing up and down with every word he said.

It reminds me of when Beau used to light up his cigs. The way he spoke, frantically checking his pockets for a lighter or matchbox, I couldn't help but be reminded of Beau Brooks.

"You look good Michael." I smiled friendly while looking him up and down. He was wearing a Metallica band shirt and some black sweats.

"As do you." I wore gray sweats and a oversized shirt that said "I fucked your bitch" in red letters.

"That shirts fucking hilarious" he said laughing to himself.

As we got into the car, we blasted the radio loudly. We had a pretty great time bonding over bands, especially since I had the same taste.

When we arrived at his house I was overly excited. He unlocked the door, guiding me through the dark room to find the light switch.

"Hope you like the way I set everything up?" he questioned nervously.

The lights were now on and wow it was adorable. He made a little pillow fort and everything.

"This is our first date?" I said shocked

"Do you not like it? I'm-"

"This is so great. No ones ever made a pillow fort for me this is so cute. Thank you for this, it must've taken forever." I hugged him, he let out a relieved sigh and hugged me back.

"It's no trouble, really."

We parted as I sat on the couch. His phone rang.

"Fuck." he whispered

"What's wrong?" I said worriedly

"Nothing, uh I'll call back later." he declined the call then put on the tv and we began our game of Mario Kart.

"I'll fucking smash you at this game." I competitively taunted.

"Doubt it I'm a total gamer, I'll tear you to shreds mate." He was so cute.

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