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Sorry for the crazy chapter before. I dont know what I thinking posting that. Anyways here's the rewrite.

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"Vena!" James groans from his bedroom.

I get out of bed and stride over to his bedroom. I swing the door open and see James there sitting up rubbing his temples.

"What" I snap. It was early. What did he expect?

He looks up at me and pats the spot beside him.

I yawn and sit down sloppily. He yawns too and stretches his arms up. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. Disgusting.

He wraps his arms tiredly around me and tries to pull me down into his arms but I stop him.

"Go brush your teeth" I tell him.

He rubs his eyes, "What? Why?" he whines.

"You smell like liquor and it is disgusting" I shudder.

"It's not like your kissing me" he smirks.

I roll my eyes and point to the bathroom. He goes and brushes his teeth and does back smiling widely, pointing at his now clean teeth.

"You happy?" he climbs back into his bed.

I nod, "Yes, very" I get under the covers.

He smiles and reaches up and turns off the lamp.

I get on top of his chest and snuggle my nose in the crook of his neck, while places my hand on his hard chest.

"Good night my Darling" he whispers.

I was going to argue but I was way too tired to do that kind of work, but I assure him in the morning that I am most definitely not his anything.

The last thing I felt was James kissing the side of my head. I would have responded, but I was way too far off.

~

The sound of my alarm in my room was what woke me and James up. It was so early that he hadn't even got up to go for his run.

Too early for me.

"No..." he moans into the pillow.

I roll my eyes and go to sit up but James pulls me back down. "Don't go" he begs.

I try to get up again but he just holds on, "James I have to get up" I tell him.

He lets go and grabs my hand. I get up and try to pull my hand away.

"I'll miss you" he says, amusement running through his voice.

I roll my eyes as he lets go. I run off to my room to get ready for this stupid class.

~

"Good morning class. I know it's early, but please try and keep your eyes open"

Paying attention was a lot harder to do at 6:30 in the morning. All I wanted to do right now is crawl back into bed with James.

Wait what?

I must be really out of it.

The whole class was really a blur. I mean it was an actual blur. I was practically asleep for the majority of the class. Whose ever idea this was to have a class tis early is a freaking lunatic.

I decided against walking home, on the off chance that I pass out on the pavement from lack of sleep.

"Hi Darling" James picks up the phone.

"Come pick me up at building 4" I tell him.

He chuckles, "What's got you grumpy?".

"I'm tired" I yawn.

"Alright I'll be there in ten minutes" he hangs up.

Ten minutes later he did show up in his car. I slide into the passenger seat and buckled my seat belt.

We commute in silence back to our apartment. As soon as he unlocks the door I flop down on my stomach on the couch, not taking off my shoes or jacket.

I feel as he takes off my shoes and tosses them over by the front door.

"I know you're tired but can you turn over" he whispers in my ear.

I groan and turn over. He takes off my coat and grabs a blanket from the chair and lies it over top of me.

He sits down on the other side and puts my feet in his lap, slowly rubbing circles. I let my eyes close and snuggle the blanket close to me.

I open my eyes from my long nap and see James hovering above me. He looks into my eyes and smiles.

He leans down and gently kisses my forehead.

What is up with all this affection?

He pulls away and gets up off me and leaves the room.

I sit up and look around the room until my eye caught my brother's. He smirks at me and continues looking at the newspaper.

"What?" I ask.

He shrugs, "You two" he mumbles.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I shake it off and walk down to James's room to find out what is going on for once and for all.

I knock and he opens the door, a smile on his face.

"I need to-", I starts but am off by him pulling me into his room and shutting the door.

He pulls me onto his bed and pushes me down playfully and climbs on top of me and lightly presses his lips to my neck.

I gasp and he smiles against my skin.

"James" I squeak out.

He pulls away and smiles, "Before you say anything, I think I like you Vena" he reaches up and moves a lock of my hair out my face.

I was trying to process his words and what they meant. James Henderson liked me? Impossible.

What do you do in a situation like this? I mean he is obviously kidding, but his expression was all serious. I never ever expected myself to be in a situation like this with James Henderson on top of me.

"Say something" he pleads.

"Why are you on top of me?" I ask.

He chuckles and gets off me, "Because I like it" he says truthfully.

I decide against freaking out on him during a situation like this.

There was a moment of silence between us before someone spoke.

"Why aren't you hitting me?" he asks.

I shrug, "I thought I would let you explain first before I go all crazy bitch on your ass" I snap.

"Okay okay. Well there isn't much to explain. I'm pretty sure I like you and I wanted to kiss you and I was getting there" he chuckles at his words.

"Why?" I ask.

He shrugs, "I don't know. I guess I just develop feelings for you over time" he looks down.

"Mm. Interesting" I mumble.

"Do you like me?" he asks suddenly.

All the pressure was on me.

This was the moment that I dreaded most.

I couldn't handle it.

"I-uh- I can't answer that right now" I stand up.

He nods and runs a hand through his dark hair. "I get it" he says.

I hop off his bed leave the room before it could get anymore awkward.

~

I don't know how long I have been just sitting in my room for, but I know that I can't get his stupid words out of my head. It was driving me nuts. I can't decide whether or not he is a big fat liar or not.

Because of him, everything was going to be more awkward and with us sleeping together didn't help the situation either.

Why did he all of a sudden have these feelings for me, I mean we hardly know each other. How could he just endure feelings just like that?

What was really hard was that I couldn't figure out my own feelings. He made he feel different as to when I am with say Grayson. He made me feel somewhat loved. Now don't get me wrong, I know Grayson loves me; but as a friend.

"Vena" a voice broke me out my thoughts.

"Yes?" I ask.

"Lunch is ready" Charley says.

I open the door and follow him into the kitchen. I was too concentrated on the thought of food to not realize that I had ran into something stiff.

I look up and see James's vibrant blue eyes.

"You should watch where you are going, Darling" he smirks.

I glare at him and sit down on one of the bar stools.

"What's up with you?" Charley wonders.

I nod to James and he chuckles. "What did he do this time?".

I shake my head, "Its complicated" I grab the plate of food waiting for me.

"Nothing I wouldn't be able to understand" he reasons.

He sits down next to me and looks at me, "You can tell me" he tells me.

I chuckles dryly, "I don't think you would want to know" I mumble.

He furrows his eyebrows and then raises them up, "Did you two?..." he trails off.

I widen my eyes, "NO!" I shout, "Not ever" I mumble.

"Then it can't possibly be that bad" he tells me.

I seriously doubt that. How would you feel if your brother's friend had a crush on you and then you had to tell him?

Not good.

"Fine you really want to know?" I give in and swivel in my chair to look at him.

"Yes!" he says like fangirl.

"Fine. All he said was that he might like me and then he asked if I liked him back" I leave out the part where he tried to make out with me.

I can't believe that I just told my brother this information. This is not the kind of stuff you should discuss with your brother.

He nods slowly, processing the information. "And do you?".

I shrug, "I don't know. I mean this is all new to me" I say.

"But your feelings aren't" he points out.

As if he knew how I was feeling during a time like this. He was just my brother. Not my mind, not my heart, not my conscious.

Just my brother.

The really sad thing was that he was right. I did know what my feelings were, they just weren't working with what I wanted.

I finish eating and head back to my room for an afternoon of studying. I know studying wasn't ideal but I seriously needed to get my mind off of James.

Besides, I have to at least try to get this whole Physiology thing before finals.

After hours of being cooped up in my room with these books in my face the words were starting to jumble up in my head. I can't do this anymore.

I can't bypass him for the rest of my life.

"Look who finally decided to come out of hiding" James snickers.

I roll my eyes and plop down on the couch. He sits down beside me and furrows is eyebrows, "Hey what's wrong?" he asks.

He was crazy if he actually thought I wouldn't tell him.

I instead shake my head and turn on the TV.

He groans and slides down in his spot. I exhale audibly and cross my arms.

10 minutes into an episode of a Melissa & Joey James grabbed my hand and laced his fingers through mine. He looks at me and smiles. I don't return it, but I don't pull away either.

Honestly, I like the way he made me feel.

I let go of his hand and lean into his chest. He chuckles and wraps his arms around me. I lie my head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. It wasn't steady either, it was beating fast.

He rubs my back as we watch the screen. It had been some time we had just been sitting here before someone just walks through the door without knocking.

"Alright Ven, I really need to-Woah"

I look up and see Grayson standing there with a stunned look of expression. He seemed pretty calm with the way I was lying with James.

I sit up and stretch my arms, "Hi Grayson".

"Hi..." he trails off, looking at me suspiciously.

I stand up and lead him to the kitchen and gesture for him to sit down, once he does I get right into explaining.

"There's not anything going on. I hope you know that" I start to make some coffee.

He shakes his head, "I should have known this was going to happen sooner or later" he mumbles.

"What was going to happen?" I ask.

He looks up, "Oh um, nothing" he looks down.

I pass a cup of coffee to him and smile small.

"I see the way you look at him, Ven" he looks up.

"You mean the hatred?" I raise an eyebrow.

He shakes his head and brings the cup to his lips. "I don't mean to be cheesy but you look at him like he means everything to you".

I cough, "I doubt that".

James walks into the room with a bright smile on his face. I turn and look back at Grayson and see a smug smile on his face.

He pours himself a cup and sits down beside me.

"So Grayson, how are things with you and Leah?" he asks innocently.

He sends James a look that tells him to shut up.

I look at Grayson and give him a questioning expression. He suddenly hops out of his chair and out of the apartment.

I look at James, "What was that all about?" I ask.

I thought that they hated each other and now they are acting like they are best friends. Weird.

He shrugs and leans in to kiss me, but I pull back before his lips could reach mine.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I snap.

He shrugs, "Trying to kiss you, but clearly one party does not wish for that to happen" he says smoothly.

I scoff, "Damn right James" I snap.

He chuckles and places his hand on my knee, inching up slowly.

I slap his hand away, "You can't just touch me whenever just because you 'Like'" I hold up quotations, "Keep your hands to yourself".

He leans in close into my ear, "What if I don't want to?" he whispers huskily.

I glare at him and storm off to my room.

I can't deal with anymore of him today.

I can't believe Grayson didn't tell me what was going on with him and Leah, whatever that may be.

If there is any more chaos in my life I might explode

I lie down on my bed and go to sleep without any dinner. I just wasn't in the mood for anything.

~

"Vena" someone shakes my shoulder.

I turn over and see James shirtless in my bed.

"What?" I snap.

"Can we talk?" he asks sweetly.

I glance at the clock. "At 2:30 in the morning" I yawn.

He nods.

I groan and sit up, "How long is this going to take?" I ask.

He shrugs.

I nod. "Alright".

He looks at me, his eyes full of emotion. "I'm really sorry for the way I acted today and for giving you all this new information so fast. I didn't mean to overwhelm you".

"I need you Vena" he says after a moment of silence.

I look up at him.

"Why?" I ask.

He runs a hand through his hair, "Its complicated" he says exasperate.

I all of a sudden I felt bad for him. I don't know why but I had a feeling that deep down he was hurting.

I grab his hand and lace my fingers through his. "You can tell me" I look right into his tired blue eyes.

"I don't know..." he trails off.

"Why not" I push.

He shrugs, "It's a dark past, Vena" he looks down.

I climb into lap and lie my head on his chest, wrapping my legs around his waist. "I'm here" I assure him.

I could feel as his heat beat was completely off. It was fast and then it was slow.

I look into blue eyes and shakes his head. "No I can't, Vena. I want to. I just can't. I trust you and everything, it's just that I don't know if I can trust myself".

I nod, "I understand. If you do want to ever tell me, just know that I am here" I tell him.

He smiles, "I know you are" he moves a lock of hair out of my face.

I smile a bit and kiss his cheek. "You probably think I am Bipolar" I look down.

I just can't make up my mind.

He puts his hand on the side of my face, making me look at him.

"No, I think that you are trying to figure out your feelings" he smiles.

He was completely right. I couldn't decide what I wanted. He gave me all this new information and now it's all jumbled in my head.

"I'm going to give you time, Vena. But I promise you that I won't give up on you" he stokes my cheek.

"Can I ask you something James?" I ask.

He nods.

"Why did you have to tell me?" I ask

He smiles and stays silent for a moment, "Because I had to. My feelings were making me what to do crazy things, Crazy things I did today." he says quietly.

I nod.

"I am really sorry for the way I acted today, Vena" he frowns.

"It's okay, James. It's over with now" I lay down.

"Are we going to bed now?" he asks.

"I thought I was making that pretty obvious" I pull the cover over me.

He turns off the lamp, making it pitch dark in my room.

He comes up behind me, pressing my back against his bare chest. He slide an arm under my head and the other over my side, holding me tightly.

"Good night, my Darling" he whispers.

"Good night James" I whisper.

I didn't tell him to not call me that because I was starting to like the idea of being his darling.

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