In The Wrong

18- you smoke?

*jens pov*

I'm laying in bed in the guest room on my phone. "Jennifer!" I here James yell from downstairs, I walk out to the hall and look down over the ledge. "What?" I ask looking down at him. "Can you bring me my phone, it's in my room." He says sitting on the couch. "Ughh, fine." I roll my eyes. "Please and thankyou!" He yells as I walk in his room.

I'm looking around for his phone, and I literally can't find it, so I start to look in his drawers. I'm not being nosy....I'm just looking. I gasp when I open the bottom drawer beside his bed. There were 2 bags of weed, a whole bunch of rolling paper and a small bong. Goddamn, shit this man is full of surprises. I laugh to myself. I shut the drawer then I find his phone in the bathroom.

I walk downstairs. "Took ya long enough." He laughs. I stop at the end of the stairs. "Fine, I don't have to give it to you." I shrug my shoulders. "Fine, pleaseeee." He whines, I roll my eyes and walk over to him, I toss his phone on the couch and plop down beside him. "Watcha watchin?" I ask. "Jumanji." He says with his eyes glued to the tv. "Uh, boring.." I say looking at him. I grab his phone and check the time, it's already 1:30 AM, and I'm full of energy. "Ughhhhhhh." I groan seeking attention. He knows what I'm doing so he ignores me. "HMMMMMM." I get louder. He try's not to smile. "Fine." I say and pout, I cross my arms and face the other way. "Two can play at this game." I say with an attitude.

We both sit there quiet for not even 3 minutes. "I don't like this game!" I blurt out. He laughs and shakes his head.

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Weeks pass and Alex still hasn't signed the papers, my lawyer called me and told me that he refuses. I don't know what I'm gonna do, but he's acting so crazy. Luckily right now Alex is in California right now on business, so I didn't have to worry about him for a little.

Today seems like such a slow day, I'm waiting for james to get back with food and he is taking foreverrrr. "Ughhh." I groan and throw my phone because I'm so bored. Then it started to rain, I roll my eyes and sit up. Then I heard a car pull in the driveway. I squeel and run to the door excited for food. James runs to the door trying not to get wet. "Sorry it took so long, traffic." He says and sets down the food on the kitchen island. "It's fine, I'm just glad you're back, I'm starving." "Me too." We both sit at the stools and start to eat. "Is it good?" He asks laughing since I'm really going all in. "What?! I said I was starving." I shrug. He shakes his head and continues eating. I finish my food before him, I get up and throw it away then I lean across the island and use my fork to steal a piece of his food.

He try's to swat at my fork but I pull away and put it in my mouth. He rolls his eyes "Thankyou!" I say walking back to the stool. I rest my chin on my palm watching him eat. "Can I help you?" He asks eyeing me.

"Soo....are you like a stoner?" I ask slowly. He coughs choking and nervously laughing. "What makes you think that?!" He raises one eyebrow. "Uhhh, your fucking trap house up there." I say pointing upstairs, he sighs. "It's not even that much." He shrugs his shoulders and looks away. "I'm not mad, you really think I could be married to Alex for 5 years without a joint or two?" I laugh. He looks at me surprised. "You smoke?" He crosses his arms. "Occasionally.." I shrug not making it a big deal. "Interesting..." he says. "Are you surprised?" "N-no- I mean, I just didn't expect that." He stutters. "I see...well there's a lot you don't know about me james." I say walking past him and patting his shoulder.

I walk to the couch and sit down. I hear him throw his food away, then he sits beside me. "Wanna get high together?" He says looking dead at me. That's a weird way to approach it, but, fuck, I'm down. "Okay." I smile.

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"And I was all like what the fuck, I-I'm not fucking lesbian, so I pushed her off then she stormed off." I laugh. "Wowww, that's- wow.." He passes me the joint. "I know right...Pretty Crazyy.." I take a hit. "I can't believe you almost slept with Leah...life is crazy.." he shakes his head. "You are right about THAT my friend." I point at him nodding my head. "I mean, to be honest, I'd tap that ass, l-like if I was, y'know, drunk, or lesbiannn." I say, He laughs and I pass him back the joint. "Leah is pretty pretty." He agrees. "Haha, yeahhh. AND..d-don't even get me started on that Fucking accent!" I get louder. "YES!" He nods his head immediately. "If I could fuck someone's voice, I'd fuck her voice.." I say closing my eyes. "Ha, dumbass.." he laughs.

"WHAT?! You're, telling me?" I point to myself. "That you wouldn't fuck Leah Remini's voice?!" I ask obviously shocked. He nods slowly. "Yeahhh...I'd fuck her voice.." "Exactlyyy." I lean back in the lounge chair. I can't even think straight right now. We're sitting by the pool, and I swear to god I see fucking stingrays swimming around in that bitch, I don't even know, we're honestly just chilling though.

"Have you ever had pussy?" He asks me. "James, I do have a fucking pussy duh." I point in between my legs. "Nooo." He cracks up. "I mean have you been with a woman?" "Ohhh, hell no." I say. "Homophobic much.." he shakes his head. "Hey! I was just sayin that I haven't, if I was homophobic I wouldn't have almost fucked Leah..." I roll my eyes. "Huh, interesting." He passes the joint back to me. "Ok you say that word to fucking much." I say moving over to his lounge chair sitting at the edge of it criss cross. "What? Interesting?" "Yes, dumbass." I roll my eyes. "Well I'm Sooorryyy." He says, we both laugh.

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I wake up the next morning on James chest on the outdoor couches? I sit up, then I realize we're both naked... "What the hell!?"