Walking Perfection

Awkward Much?

Authors note: Yeah. So I sorta freaked myself out by writing this. Woo. Go James getting some action;)

Song is ; I won't let you go -James Morrison(N'aw. In love with this wee song)

actually. There's a chapter before this but I am still writing James getting it. Whoever he managed that;P

James: Cause I'm Sexy as hell.

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-Few months had passed-

I never guessed that 2 years ago when I first moved to LA I'd be storming through the streets about to kill my sorta half ish boyfriend. After 20 minutes, storming a couple of streets to his house I started banging on the door.

"James Maslow! Open the fucking door now." I shouted one last time.

He opened the door looking rather tired, pulling his dressing gown further round him and scratching the back of his neck.

"What's wrong Jess?" He smiled

"What's wrong?! What's wrong?!" I wiped the tears from my eyes before sighing shakily.

"You're scaring me now ...what's wrong?" He leant down in front of me whilst I tried to avoid eye contact.

"I don't know what to do J." I sobbed harder. He took this as a cue to hug me, a hug which I really needed at that moment in time. "I just can't do this..."

"Please, tell me what's wrong" he smiled again, why THAT smile...it was perfect & so was he and now I was just going to break his heart.

"James remember about a month ago...?" I asked and he nodded "well remember what we did?" He just looked at me and then after realising what I meant he nodded sheepishly "well, yeah..." I placed a hand on my tummy and his eyes widened.

"...But I just don't get it?!" He sighed, placing a cup of tea in front of me.

"Well, it was the night we discussed me going off to college. we spoke about me still being a virgin & you said how my first time should be with someone I trust not some 'drunk guy at freshers week' so we agreed that you'd be my first time and well yeah.." I blinked. I didn't quite understand myself. We were 19 for crying out loud. James gulped "Does your mom know?" He asked calmly.

"Of course she does. She made me take the test. She's slightly freaking out. Oh and She'll probably kill you" I nodded.

He gasped "Oh, I'm scared of your mom now?" He put his hand on my leg "We'll do it Kay?" He kissed my cheek softly.

"I love you" I rested my head against his.