This was originally "Christmas kisses"...but I stopped writing the story..soooo I'm making it into a knew one mwahahahah review lovlies

James:

I close my eyes as I press the ice pack against my face, making it sting as the coolness slowly seeps in slowly.

"You should probably keep that on your eye until the swelling goes down." David says, taking a seat in front of me as we sit in his office.

I don't answer him; instead I just nod my head knowingly.

"Are you going to tell me why you have that black eye and the reason you slept in your car?"

I open my good eye to see David staring at me, waiting for me to answer him. There was no point in trying to make up another lie for it, nor would I even if I could. The guy may be in his late fifty's but he wasn't born yesterday. He always had a way of knowing if someone was really telling the truth or not, and at the moment I hated the fact he knew I was lying.

"I don't know what to say," I say, feeling tired all over again.

"Okay, I'll ask some questions. Please tell me the truth," David says before taking a gulp of his coffee, "What happened to your face?"

I slowly take a breath before answering. "My dad and I had a disagreement .We got into an argument because he says I don't help out enough around the house, and he got angry. He started calling me he told me it was my mom's fault, because she didn't raise me right. When he started saying horrible things about her I finally told him to shut up. That's when he hit me."

"I think you'll find as you get older that being an adult doesn't mean you automatically have all the answers. We're all still learning, and none of us are perfect." David begins to say, "Has your father ever hit you before?"

"No," I tell him, fumbling with my fingers in my lap. "It doesn't fit his picture perfect family image."

"What happened after that?"

"He gave me 45 minutes to pack and get out of the house. Luckily the car is in my name, it was a gift from my Aunt before she passed away. I didn't know where else to go last night," I say, resting my head in my hands. ""Please, just let me handle it," I add, even though I knew it wouldn't do any good.

"Call me by eight so I know you've had something to eat and a place to go." He tells me.

"Okay, I'll call you when I figure it out," I say, gathering up my bag.

David came around the desk and put a hand on my shoulder for a brief moment, "You don't have to do this alone."

"Thanks," I say.

I walk out of the office to be met by Kendall, one of my closest friends, and also a co- worker.

"Shit man, what happened to your face?" Kendall looked angry and I wondered if I should try to make a run for it. I couldn't really get any words out.

"You're still kind of tiny and nobody should be picking on you," Kendall says. It took me another minute before I finally registered that Kendall was angry for me, not at me.

"Can we maybe talk somewhere else?"

"Yeah, come on," Kendall says and I followed him back to the small room filled with a desk.

"You don't look too good," Kendall tells me, as he pulls two bottles of water out of the mini-fridge in the corner and handed one of them to myself.

"Alright, you're here, start talking buddy."

"The short version is that my dad kicked me out. David found me sleeping in my car this morning and gave me the day to figure things out. If I can't find somewhere to go I'm over,"

It looked like Kendall was thinking and then his eyes narrowed, "So, your face? Your dad did that?"

I just nod.

Kendall shrugs and looks at me closely like he was trying to figure something out, " Wow, I'm...I'm sorry, but one a good note, I was uhm, talking to Carlos last night, and he said he didn't even know why Addison broke up with you. Do you know what I think?"

I looked up at him and waited. how the hell was that on a good note? I thought.

"I think she had some stupid idea about being all noble letting you go. Which by the way makes you a total idiot." Kendall tells me.

"How..?"

"How do I know? Well, for one thing your eyes have barely left the picture of Addison on this desk. Logan told me last week that you haven't even smiled at another girl. Carlos says you ignore the texts from that one chick who still wants to get in your pants. That gives me a pretty good idea that you are still in love with my best friend. That leaves me trying to figure out why she would dump you, and I can't really think of another reason," Kendall explained looking proud of what he'd figured out.

I wanted to deny it, but I couldn't. Kendall could really read people.

"It doesn't matter. I'm living in my car. Your pointless attempts at fixing my love life will have to wait, " I say trying not to get too frustrated with him.

"That's perfect! You can come and stay with us and then talk to Addison when she comes home after visiting her parents!" Kendall seemed to think it was all that simple, but I wasn't even sure I had the courage to see her again.

"I don't think that's going to work. Addison isn't going to let me stay, I just have to figure this out on my own," I tell him, getting up to leave.

"You don't get it. You don't have to do this by yourself. We're all still part of a team, we're all best friends, well use to be, hell. At least come home with me and eat dinner, you probably haven't eaten all day. We'll talk to Logan and Carlos about it also considering they share the apartment with us," Kendall tells me. I didn't really want to argue, I was hungry and tired and more than a little sure Kendall might be right about me being an idiot.

I followed Kendall back to the shared apartment and parked across the street. Other than the snow it looked exactly the same as when I'd last been here. I couldn't keep my eyes from drifting to the second window on the left, which I knew was Addison's bedroom.

"He followed me home, Carlos. Can I keep him?" Kendall asked with a snicker.

"Whoa, man!" Carlos says, running up to me to give me a hug a hug.

"It's so great to see you!" Logan adds, giving me a slap on the back.

"I got into an argument, and things got out of control," I tell the two.

Kendall just snorts, "His father hit him and then threw him out."

I give Kendall a glare, than give him the middle finger. After less than five seconds we're all laughing at the whole thing.

It was nice to actually have a smile on my face, a real one for that matter, and friends, true friends. Ones I knew who would always be by my side through hell and back. And if I didn't know any better I'd have to say hell was just beginning to start because soon I saw the face I've been dying to see since we broke up three months before, the face I loved to see waking up by me first thing in the morning. The face I couldn't get out of my mind. Addison's face.

Next chapter will be in Addisons POV (:

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