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Everybody knew that we had too much fun.

Forget the consequences.

Without any hesitation, he opened the car door and got in.
"I feel like you've done nothing but help me out this whole day." He chuckled softly, blushing a little.
"It's really no bother, I feel like a complete stalker. Where do you live?"
"Haha you're a very kind stalker. Uh...it's the street behind the the big field with the hill?"
"The one with the stand alone tree?"
"Yeah."
"Oh you must live a few blocks down from me then."
"That's handy huh?"
"It appears so-" James' phone began to ring. He mouthed a 'sorry' to me with a smirk on his face before answering.
"Hello? Hi. Yeah it was fine. Yeah, course I made friends, What? Why?..."
His expression suddenly changed to a dissappointed look.
"Yeah, I understand. No, it's fine, I'll try find somewhere to go. Bye."
"What was that all about?"
"Uh...my mum and dad are staying over someplace because they want to spend some quality time with each other."
"Oh, do you not have a key for your house yet?" I said softly.
"No. My parents don't trust me with a key anymore..."
"Oh my god what did you do?"
"You don't wanna know. Let's just say it was bad, the police got involved but wounds are healed and such." He said chuckling.
"Do you have somewhere to go?"
"I can call a friend."
"Okay cool. You could probably chill at mine for a while if you want. The guys are coming round at 7."
"I uh...I don't want to intrude or anything."
"Didn't you see them at lunch today? I'm pretty sure they want you around and- oh my god I must sound like the craziest stalker right now, I'm so sorry. I've just been bossing you about all day, you probably just want to go to your friends house-"
"No, no not at all. I-I just don't want you to feel like you HAVE to hang out with me."
"Why would I feel like that?"
"I'm just a very boring person and people think because I don't talk I'm an asshole. I just get shy around new people y'know?"
"I don't think you're boring. But yeah I understand."
"So could I chill at your house with you guys?"
I gave him a grin before starting up the car and driving to my house.
"Do your parents not mind a bunch of rowdy dudes in your house every monday night?"
"I don't live with my parents anymore so it's nice company. It's always really empty without the guys."
We pulled up the driveway and got into the house. I went straight to the kitchen to start making dinner, James followed behind and sat down at the island.
"There's some beer in the fridge, James."
"Right, thanks." He got up to get a bottle from the fridge then sat on the counter where I was cooking.
"Got any pets?" He asked curiously as he took a sip from his beer.
"I have a doberman puppy but he sleeps upstairs and is kinda quiet."
"What's his name?"
"Jag. As in, like, Jagermeister."
"Cute. Can I bring him down?"
"You can try. If you do get him downstairs, could you feed him?"
He nodded quickly and like a 10 year old child on christmas day, he speedwalked out the kitchen and upstairs with the biggest grin on his face.



James POV
Man, this girl is so fucking amazing. She likes all the kind of music as I do, she's fucking gorgeous AND she has a puppy. I've always loved Dobermans. I whistled softly when I got to the top of the stairs. Nothing. I whistled again, this time a little louder and a moment later I heard the sound of paws on wooden floor. I waited for moment, wondering where he was. I heard a scratching noise come from the end of the hallway, Acacia's room I'm guessing. I opened the door slowly, in case I bumped him and he sat patiently looking up at me with gorgeous brown eyes.
"Hey little one." I kneeled down and stroked his head and to my surprise he pushed himself into my hand, put his front paws on my knee and tried sniffing at my face.
"Case said I've to bring you downstairs and feed you."
He sat down again and tilted his head slightly as if to try to understand what I was saying.
"I don't know why I'm talking to you like a human."
He tilted his head again, the other way this time.
"C'mon. Food time." I turned and closed the door behind me before walking down the stairs and into the kitchen with Jag beside my feet. Acacia was busy making pasta so I went into the laundry room to find Jagers food. He went over to a cupboard and sit beside it. Wow, how'd he know how to do that? I grabbed a tin of dog meat from the cupboard and put it in a bowl when I heard the front door open.
"GREENY?!" I heard Jack shout. I'm guessing Greeny was Acacia's nickname.
"Where's James? You said he'd be here?"
"Yeah, you can't play us like that."
So they did like me? Maybe I'm just overthinking and being pathetic.
"IN THE KITCHEN BOYS!" I walked back into the kitchen to find all the guys.
"James! How you doin'?" Oli walked over and hugged me with a big smile on his face.
"Hey!"
We decided on a movie to watch and gathered in the living room with Jager, blankets, pillows and popcorn. Real manly I know. We were about half way through the movie when we all heard the front door open. We all basically shit bricks since the whole group was here and Acacia said she wasn't expecting anyone else.


Tonys POV
Derek walked in half way through the movie with the dirtiest look on his face. God, I fucking hate this guy.
"Still hanging out with these fags huh?"
"They're not 'fags'. And yes. Why would that matter to you? Why are you here?"
"Well I'm your boyfriend aren't I?"
It was then that I noticed James face drop as he just looked down and patted Jager who was curled up on his lap. I couldn't help but feel bad for him.
"Doesn't mean you can just show up out of the blue, Derek."
"How come your shit-of-dog can sleep peacefully on a strangers lap but he won't come near me?"
"I don't know, Derek." Acacia sighed before leaving the room.
"There's a saying that if you're dog doesn't like someone then you shouldn't either." I spat at him, earning a chuckle from everyone. "He's not a stranger anyway."
"Who the fuck is he then?" Derek said, glaring down James. "Can he even speak?"
"Yes I can fucking speak but I'd rather not waste my breath talking to a dickhead like you." James stated, looking Derek straight in the eye. I could tell the guys were loving this by the grins and smirks and looks they were exchanging

Notes

Dereks a nice guy, huh? How's everyone likin it so far?

-TurtleTacos

Comments

Update plzzzzzzzz I love it.!!!

Yes this is really cool so far please update soon!

@Hi-idk-just-here
Thank you so much! I'm really enjoying writing it x

turtletacos turtletacos
5/6/15

I like this story so far and I think you should keep going with it!