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

Chapters 143 & 144 Night Changes/Remember Me

"Don't tell Julia." I shake my head.

"Why not? She chose Paul. Not me." Nate resumes watching TV like this is no big deal. It is.

"Yeah, just don't. She is still in love with you, you dope. She's gonna take it the wrong way. This one will sting. And God, do us all a favor and don't hook up with Mila Giovanni again either."

I would do anything in the world to not see Julia like that again. She was a mess. No, she was more than a mess. It broke me to watch her suffer the way she did.

Nate better fucking be smart this time around and stay away from that supermodel. It WILL tear Julia apart.

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*Trisha*

I might as well quit my job. Why not? Nate practically is. He's been beating around the bush all week with me. He eventually confessed his plans to me over the phone. Dropping one big fat bomb on me.

"You're not serious, are you?" I stop the treadmill and stare at Evan who is on the bench press. When he hears the tone in my voice he stops lifting weights and sits up.

"Trish, I need to do this. I need to get my act together before tour." Nate continues.

"Nate, you are literally telling me right now you admitted yourself to be an Avalon patient until we leave??? Why don't you fucking admit it. You're not trying to get your act together. You're just trying to get closer to Moretti while you are still here!" I pinch the tension between my eyes thinking of all the ways I need to rearrange Nate's schedule- AGAIN. All the people I need to call to cancel for him AGAIN.

"Not true and you know it." He retorts.

"Stop and think about this. Ask yourself if you are really doing this for the right reasons. Because I think your real intentions are trying to win Julia back or something. Don't forget I've known you since you were sixteen years old. I know everything about you. You're doing this for the wrong reasons."

This time it's my turn to hang up on Nate. God, I can't win with that man!

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*James*

"Rise and shine." 

I hear the familiar voice and open one eye.

"Hi!"

"What time is it?" I ask and roll over to my other side. "And why are you here?"

"It's eight and I wanted to come see visit you. Not like I can call you or anything." 

Right. I can't really use a phone. I rub my eyes and groan. But the smile on Lindsay's face to start my morning makes me smirk and sit up. I had forgotten Lindsay is a morning person. She's up by five running on the treadmill to start her day. Me on the other hand...

I let out an obnoxious yawn and raise my arms over my head to stretch.

"God the sight of you without a shirt on never gets old." Lindsay checks me out and I cock a brow at her. That's not the only thing in attention. She looks down and raises her own brows now.

"Oh yeah?" Lindsay gazes down at my morning wood and I shrug. "You're like a teenage boy, you know that? C'mon. I'll help you get dressed."

"I can tell you what you could help me with...."

"Later." She pulls my arm, forcing me to get out of bed. I had also forgotten how much energy this bubbly Barbie has. "I made pancakes for everyone!"

"Ok ok ok.." My stomach growls and Maggie lifts her head from her doggie bed when she hears the noise.