James Kennedy
I'm coming over.
My eyes are still trying to adjust to the light blaring into my room, annihilating my vision. Rubbing my eyes and adjusting the brightness settings on my phone, the first message pops up in my Notification Center, immediately quickening my pulse upon seeing it. What?
I check the time that he sent the message. 8:06am. 15 minutes ago. I sit up and rest my back against the grey Catherine headboard.
Ally Crawford
What? Why?
I wait a few seconds for his response, taking this time to brush my hand through my messy, bedhead hair in a failing attempt to tame it. My phone buzzes on my thigh. I pick it up to check.
James Kennedy
I have class at 11
Ally Crawford
Okay? How does this have anything
to do with you coming over?
James Kennedy
Sophie's shift starts at 9, and I'm sure as hell not driving all the way back home after dropping her off just to come back for a lecture.
Ally Crawford
So you just figured:
Hey, Ally would just love to have you
over at the crack of freaking dawn.
That was your thought process?
He doesn't reply immediately so I sit my phone onto my bed sheets. I move my legs to the edge of the bed and slide my feet into my fuzzy slippers, stretching my arms out into the air with my palms clenched into a fist. A yawn escapes my mouth involuntarily and I sigh at the pleasure of my sleepy muscles straining and awakening, when my phone vibrates again.
James Kennedy
No my thought process was:
Hey, Ally has no social life so she's probably free. I'm sure she'd love some company ;)
I scoff. Who does this guy think he is?
Ally Crawford
You've been shunned, sorry
Don't want you coming around
here with your attitude.
He replies almost instant this time around.
James Kennedy
See you in 30.
Fuck. FUCK.
I frantically stand up from the bed, running around to pick up clothes and clean my room. When I feel satisfied with it, I run to the guest room and knock on the door like a crazy person. A couple of seconds later, Liv opens the door with a look that I would've died from if it had such power.
"You'd better have a fucking good explanation for why you're here at 8 in-"
"James is coming in a half an hour and I need your help to clean this monstrosity of an apartment."
Liv looks at me, confused. When the words register in her head, a smirk pulls up in one corner of her face and she leans against the door frame, crossing her arms over her chest.
"You guys are doing the dirty so early in the morning? Jesus Christ, he couldn't keep it in his pants for much longer, could he? I was sensing the sexual tension since last night at the ice-cream place already."
I groan, not in the mood for her gutter mind right now. "No, he just told me he was coming over. Now, are you helping out or not?"
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Finding You
RomanceAlly's past is more damaged than most. One incident in particular though, has pretty much condemned her to a life of loneliness and mistrust. James' childhood has hardened him to become the shelled and private person he is today. When their paths...
