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When I open my eyes, the only light in the room is the lamp. At some point when James and I were sleeping, he turned on his back and I ended up on his chest. How? I have no idea, but it happened.

I roll off him and sit up, rubbing my eyes. I look out the windows and sure enough, it's pitch dark outside and the snow is still coming down pretty hard.

As I sit there with my hands on my face, trying to wake myself a bit, James moves closer to me and puts his hand on my leg.

I look down at him and smile. He was so tired that he just fell asleep reading his book. I mean this is definitely not the first he has done it. Sometimes he likes to just be in his room, alone and read his books. The fact of this makes me love him even more.

It's not very late at all and I doubt that I will fall asleep for another four or five hours from now. I would wake up James, but I don't know if he is planning on sleeping throughout the night, or if he is going to wake up any minute now.

I silently shake him a bit, just to test if he is planning on sleeping or not.

He rolls away from me and pulls the blanket closer to him. "Leave me alone," he whines. He's such a baby.

I smile. Sleeping all night, it is.

I stand up and pull my portion of the blankets up to his body and he turns onto his back. I turn the night side table light off and leave the room, quietly, shutting the door behind me.

Luckily, one set of my aunts and uncles left really early this morning and missed the storm and now there is an open room or Orlando and Kasey. The living room will be open.

I glance at the clock and it is a little bit after eleven o'clock at night and everyone already went to bed. I pull the big comforter off the end of the bed and wrap it around my body.

I may as well watch some T.V. It's probably the only thing that will actually make me go to sleep. Netflix is always by my side at times like this.

I watched at least half a season of Friends by now and I am still in unable to fall asleep. I hear a sudden movement on the stairs. I look in the direction and see a dark figure is coming down the staircase, slowly.

As soon as the person got into the light of the T.V. screen, I recognized James's figure. He looks down at me and smiles.

I open my arm and comes into my blanket and pulls me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. "Why are you awake?" I break the silence between us.

He chuckles quietly, "I could ask you the very same thing, Darling," he kisses the side of my head.

"Well, I couldn't sleep," I answer simply.

I feel as he pulls a stray piece my hair that was in my face and puts it behind my ear. He kisses below my ear and I feel his broad smile against my skin. "I couldn't sleep, knowing you weren't there when you could be," he whispers to me.

I smile. He always does that. He makes my face hot with embarrassment and hot with anger, but it all evens out. My God, that sounds bad. 

"I love you," he whispers into my ear before I have the chance to reply to what he said before.

I turn and look at him for a minute. "I love you too, James," I gently kiss his lips.

He stares at me for a minute and smile. I turn away from him and look back at the T.V.

"So what are we watching anyways?"

"Friends," I reply simply.

We didn't speak for awhile after that.

"Y'know, my nose really hurts," he breaks the silence.

I chuckle, "I wouldn't be complaining if I were you, it got you a hand job out of it."

He chuckles as well, "That is very true."

I lean back into him and place my hand on top of his as they are wrapped around my waist.

"I'm sorry I've seemed a bit distant lately," he says after a minute.

He isn't wrong at all. For the last little bit or so and I have been pretty worried, but I have let in rolled off my back.

"I have had a lot going on and it's hard to concentrate on other things at the moment."

I turn my body to look at him, "Are you going to tell me what is going on, or am I going to have to ignore you acting like nothing is wrong all time?" I ask him, clearly changing to whole air between us.

His face drops slightly. "Please don't worry about it, Vena."

I turn my body back around so I am watching the T.V. "James, I love you. I am never going to stop worrying about you."

"Sometimes, I hate that you care so much."

"What am I supposed do? I can't just ignore that you have been distant lately. Why can't you just tell me what is going on? I have been respecting your space for a while now, but James, I need to know what is going on."

"You will soon, don't worry okay? I just need a bit more time. Just please let me hold you right now."

I think more and more about what he has been doing behind my back and I am just hoping to God that isn't as bad as I may think it could be. My mind has wandered to cheating on me, but I just don't think that he would ever do that to me. Especially how he reacted with the Grayson thing, I know that he wasn't overly happy about that situation. If he feels the need that he needs more time to figure something out, then it must be more complicated. All I hope for is that he tells me what is going on soon.

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As I open my eyes, I feel arms around my back and under my legs. I feel as James is lifting me up the stairs. Once he reaches the top of the stairs, he reaches down and opens the door, not letting his hold on me falter at all.

He set me on the bed and I curl up on my side. All I want to do is sleep.

I feel as James tries to flip me over to take off my pants. Please just let me sleep.

"Babe, just let me get you out of your jeans and you can go straight to sleep. I just know these are going to be uncomfortable."

I groan. Anything would be comfortable at the moment. Heck! A bed on nails would be comfortable. That is how tired I am right now.

I suppose that he might be uncomfortable sleeping beside me when I'm wearing itchy denim. I quickly pulled off my jeans and got under the blankets, not even caring that I still have my bra on.

James turns off the lights and gets under the covers with me. He pulls me against him and I feel as he has sweatpants on, but no shirt.

So really we are the opposite. He's wearing the pants and I am wearing the shirt.

"My God, I will never stop loving you," he kisses my cheek and lies back down behind me.

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"Oh, for fuçk's sake. What the hell is this shit?!"

James growls, "Fuçk, I am going to kill him." Why does this keep happening?

As you may be able to tell, when he is out of his regular routine, he seems to not be much of a morning person.

"Graham, get out," I mumble loud enough for him to hear. I love my brothers, I really do. Just not-so-much in the morning as for one is yelling at me.

I hear footsteps as he enters into the room, obnoxiously. I just want to sleep, what is so bad about that?

"What is he doing in your bed?" he asks a lot more harshly than I would expect from Graham.

He has always been known to be a bit more a reckless person, but slightly less than Hayden. Then again, Graham is younger than Hayden.

I am surprised that he is just learning this now. You'd think that Orlando would have told everyone that James and I slept in the same bed, just so he earns more leverage of James.

"Sleeping," I reply, not even opening my eyes to look at him.

"And mom and dad let him?!" he says again with the shouting. I swear, I am going to lose it if he doesn't shut up.

I'm sure by this time my dad knows, but at first it was just my mom. She knew that we live together and that there could be the possibility of us sleeping in the same bed. After my dad got a bit more "comfortable" (you could say), he seemed to be a bit more open with the whole idea.

"Yes Graham."

He huffs, "Well, I don't think that is very fair. Hayden's fling had to sleep downstairs and he doesn't?"

I sit up and look at him, "Key word: fling. I'm not Hayden, I'm not sleeping around just because I'm bored; he is. That's why."

"Well, it's the same thing. You are in bed with this guy and mom just lets you? What is wrong with her?"

I sigh. Did he not just hear the words come out my mouth. Hayden sleeps around, I don't. My God, can it get any more simpler?

I glance back at James and he is just curled up and is completely ignoring this whole situation by sitting up. It has got to be like seven or eight o' clock in the morning and I am just not ready to get up and it's still dark outside, so that has to say something.

"Graham, can you please just get out. I am tired and I just want to sleep," I lay back down and pull my pillow closer to my head. "We will talk in a few hours, okay?"

He rolls his eyes, "Fine, but I still don't understand this whole thing," he said and left, shutting the door behind him.

I feel James pull me against his body and I fall asleep shortly after that.

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"Of course, I know. I'm not a dumbass, you idiot."

The sound of James's harsh voice wakes me up. I keep my eyes closed. I'd like to know if I could possibly get a little bit of insight of what is going on with him. He is driving me crazy and it's not like I can just ask him about it, he'll deny any suspicion of mine. In reality, I have no idea what he is doing behind my back, but I fully intend of finding out.

"No, I can't leave her again. You will have to figure this thing out yourself. Plus, I couldn't leave even if I wanted to, I am stuck here," his voice has an undertone that makes me feel queasy. In fact, his entire demeanor has changed. By the sound of his voice on this phone call, I know that he is doing something that no one can know about.

There is another pause.

"I can't talk any longer, she's going to wake up and she obviously can't find out about this."

I hear James set his phone down on the night side table and his weight shift back down behind me. I wait a small minute and turn around and look at him. His eyes are open and he seems to be completely stress-free. He twitches a smile and not only does his mouth curl up, his eyes are the bright blue that I love and they are broad just like his smile.

The weird texts and phone calls, the sneaking around, the lying. I need to know what he is doing before it's too late.

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YOur face.

Hah. This is fun.

Anyways, this is this week's update, I will most likely update again on next Friday. We'll see where it goes. Next chapter I have a feeling that I will have made it to ten million by then and then we will have digital cake!

Thank you guys,

—BWS❄️

P.S.

What do you think happening so far? list all your guesses here so I can read them more easily. 

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