What The Heart Wants (Stereo Kicks/ James Graham)

Chapter 9

All four of us stayed up and watched tv for a few more hours before we got tired. Tom was the first one to go to bed, and Jake offered to take the couch so James and I could share the guest room. "Are you sure? I can sleep on the couch if you would rather sleep in a bed." I offered. "No it's ok. I'll be good on the couch." He affirmed. James and I agreed to let him sleep in the living room, and then went to the guest room. I looked at the bed and noticed It was a queen size so James and I would both fit easily. I was still nervous to share a bed with James. I mean, yeah I shared with Tom, but I'm not sexually attracted to him. When I look at James, part of me wants to jump his bones right there, but the more dominant part of me knows that I shouldn't get involved with one of my bandmates. "Dibs on the outside!" He exclaimed while removing his shirt. I laughed and said, "you can have it. I wanted to sleep by the wall anyway." I stuck my tongue out and tried not to stare at his bare torso. It was Incredibly difficult. I then removed my own shirt. I had a tank top on underneath so I didn't care if he seen me. Next, I reached around and tried to unclasp my bra. I sighed. "You know, after nineteen years I should be able to unhook my own bra." I giggled. "You need help?" He looked over at me with his sexy half grin. I nodded my head yes and walked towards him, trying to ignore the look on his face. Once I was about a foot away I turned and gave him access to the clasps. When his hands touched my skin, chills erupted throughout my entire body and I couldn't surpress the shiver that coursed through me. James noticed me shiver and asked me if I was cold. "No. I'm good." I felt my bra unhook and quickly stepped away from him. I reached Into my tanktop, pulled my bra off and stuffed it in my bag. I then grabbed my pajama shorts from my bag and walked to the bathroom. Once I got to the bathroom, I looked at my reflection and let out a mix between a laugh and a sigh. "Keep your shit together. Don't do anything stupid. It doesn't matter how attractive he is." I whispered to myself then changed and made my way back to the bedroom. When I opened the door, James was already in bed. Damn, I could get used to seeing this. The blanket on the bed was covering his bottom half so his bare chest was still showing and he was smiling at me. I could see his eyes running over my body. I let out a small laugh then turned to shut the door and turn the light off. Once the lights were off, I made my way across the room to the bed. There was no way I could get to my spot without crawling over James. There was enough moonlight from the open window so that I could see James smiling like an idiot. "You did this on purpose." I glared at him. "I'm afraid I dont know what you're referring to." He lied. I rolled my eyes and answered, "oh ya know, sleeping on the outside so I have nowhere to run if you try anything, and getting in bed first so I have to literally straddle you to get to my spot." I was impressed. He just smiled. "I hate you." I laughed. "No you don't." He smiled bigger. I slowly put my left leg on the outside of the bed near James' hip, then swung my right leg over his body until I was straddling him. "Would you look at this. Everything is going according to plan." I said, indicating the fact that I was infact, on top of him. "It's actually going better than planned. I didn't plan on you being on top of me this long but I'm definitely not complaining." He winked. I shook my head, got off of him and layed down in my spot. I turned my body so I was facing the wall. "Oh really? You're gonna be like that?" He chuckled. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're referring to." I mocked. "Ha. Ha. Very funny." He said sarcastically. I gave in and turned to face him. "I thought it was funny." I smiled proudly. He just shook his head at me at tried not to smile. "So tell me about yourself." He said after a few minutes of silence. "What do you want to know?" I asked. "I don't know...everything." he told me. "Hmm well okay. I uuhh, I was born in Michigan in 1995, I lived there my entire life. My favorite color is blue, I love cats, I was in marching band in high school, I graduated in 2013, I have more guy friends than girl friends, I didn't know that I could sing until about a year ago, and I was going to university to become a social worker until I dropped out to audition for the show." By the time I finished I was whispering. "Why the UK? Why not stay in America and audition for the X Factor there?" He asked. "I just...needed a change." I looked at him. "What about your family?" He asked. It took me a few seconds before I could answer. "What about them?" I asked flatly. He could tell that my mood had changed. "Nothing. So did you play any sports?" He changed the subject. "Yeah, I played softball and volleyball." I was suddenly in a bad mood. I wish he hadn't brought up my family. I didn't feel like talking about myself anymore. "So what about you?" I asked, trying to change the subject. "Well I was born in Essex in 1996, I grew up there. I am an only child. My favorite color is blue too, I love FIFA, and I've been singing since I could talk. There's not much more to me." He yawned. I smiled, "yeah, me neither." He smiled back and we both drifted off to sleep.

OKAY SO I DON'T ACTUALLY KNOW IF THOSE FACTS ARE REAL FOR JAMES. I HAD TO MAKE THEM UP BECAUSE EVERY TIME I LOOK UP 'JAMES GRAHAM' I GET INFO FOR AN UGLY SOCCER PLAYER. SO I'M SORRY IF THE FACTS AREN'T TRUE LOL HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THIS CHAPTER! :)