Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapter 7 I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

"See...now I got you thinking too, Don't I?" James raises a brow at me.

"Now that I think about it. This is the first time Nate won't be MY booty call." I admit. Both James and Paul know by now Nate and I have slept together. Paul has known for years. "Speaking of. Where the hell is Jonah and Casey?"

"Stoppp. We are right here." Jonah puts any rumors to rest. They are both sitting in their individual recliners playing around with the tablets and behaving.

"Boring. Be my booty call, Banks." James announces in front of everyone.

"You wish, Hotstuff.." I retort but James laughs a little and stares me down. He can see it in my eyes, can't he? Sonofabitch knows I want him, doesn't he? I'm so glad Paul is sitting in front of us and can't see our facial expressions right now. James shrugs me off and puts his hands behind his head in a relaxed manner.

"Your loss." He closes his eyes, pretending to ignore me now.

"Nahh. I like you too much James The Receptionist. I'd never want to ruin our friendship." I whisper over to him, knowing there is no way anyone can hear us with the distance between the front and back recliners. Jonah and Casey are in the very back and Paul is in front of us.

"Yeah. Yeah." James gets up and heads to the front to use the bathroom. I frown when I see him having trouble with the lever. His hands can't grasp that. He drops his shoulders and looks away with embarrassment. I quickly get up and walk down to help him.

"These things are fucking hard as it is." I have to use both hands to lift up the lever and it can be difficult. "Pain in my ass." I say to the damn thing as it finally opens. "Here ya go. Just let me know if you need help."

"I need help." James  pushes me in to the small bathroom and pulls the door shut behind him.

"James!" I whisper but freak out. 

"Trisha.." He slowly lowers his face down to my ear and kisses my earlobe. "Be my booty call." 

James is bold. Real bold. I never realized how he is bold like Nate. When he wants something he goes for it.

"You're insane." I let out a slight laugh.

"No, I'm realistic. We don't want to die  on tour. It's called survival mode." 

"Ha. Ha. Very funny." I whisper.

"Knock it off in there." Nate bangs on the door thinking I'm either just showing James the bathroom or helping him with something. Regardless I jump a mile and James sighs. I unlatch the door and we walk out. I close it and show James how it latches shut, convincing Nate that I was just showing James shit. 

Julia looks up at James and back down again with suspicion. Jesus, imagine the damage she could do to a friggen plane if she spirals out? Three bathrooms. Three. I have a feeling Paul caught on to what I was thinking when Julia walks by me and he glares at me, then smirks. I love Paul. He cracks me up. Even if it was a short lived fling. 

Paul is technically my booty call and he knows it. But James.... I'm really starting to fall for James. More than just friends. And that would kill Julia, so no one can ever know. That would push her right off this jet while it's thousands of feet up in the air. No parachute. She'd just jump. I believe it.

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*James*

"That private jet was ridiculous, huh?" Julia helps me untie my shoelaces so I can get ready for bed. We're in my room chatting away. Julia doesn't mention the Avalon and I don't bring it up. I won't. She knows I will wait for her to initiate those conversations. When she's ready, she'll talk. Tonight I can tell she doesn't want to think about negative stuff.  But she's been avoiding me more lately to stay in friend zone. Just having her standing here in my room is something that has been less frequent.