I don't own BTR! *Cries in a corner with Orange*
(-) = thoughts
I turned the knob, was getting knots tied in my stomach, I had my heart pounding, but in all words I wasn't feeling right when I touched that door knob. As I pushed the door open I saw Big Time Rush, talking, laughing and having a good old time.
"As I was saying-"Carlos was talking then saw me out the corner of his chocolate eye "Hi!"
"Hi, Carlos it's nice to meet you." I spoke softly due to me being shy to new people.
The three other guys turned their heads to see me and Carlos chatting like a storm. James wasn't getting much of the girl attention as he wanted (the only girl near was me and he wasn't getting my attention). Kendall looked at me, Carlos chatting and turned to James who wasn't happy.
"Whoa! Carlos! Give some room for the handsome, stylish, suave, and talented James Diamond! She needs my kind of person sometimes!" James was fixing his hair in the nearest reflection which was the window reflecting the light of the patio.
"I actually don't like guys like you, James Diamond. You're a type; A guy who care about themselves and shuts the whole world out." I admitted
This caused James to drop his comb. Then stare at me like I hurt somebody he loved.
"Look what you did! You made me drop my comb!" He snapped his mental twig
"Yes, but your reaction made you drop anything you could have held in your hands." I talked back
(He better not mess with me tonight or he's dinner for me!)
"What?" Is all he said?
"You reacted and sometimes in some people whatever they are holding will drop due to what they're thinking." Logan came in front of him
"Oh." James looked at his comb then me
"Logan is right you know. The comb is very replaceable but I'm human. I have a beating heart that keeps me alive that comb doesn't. I'm saying what is better? The comb you act like it's your child or me who can be there for you?" I spoke in the same tone when Carlos started talking to me.
James took a few glances at me and the comb. He made his mind up when gave me the comb.
"I choose you. That comb might fix my hair in bad times but when my heart is broken in the future I want you to be there for me." He gave a smile towards me that made my heart warm
"Hey!" Joe called
"Yes?" We all responded
"You guys hungry? Because I can make cookies for you guys." Joe sounded like a mom
"NO! Last time you made cookies almost burnt the house down!" I yelled causing a few neighbors to look at me "Oops!"
"Come on…. It was once." He complained
"'Once' bull; once a month was like it! I'll take care of them!" I grabbed James' hand and headed inside
Five minutes later after all the ingredients out
"Alright; we got the flour, baking soda, butter, cream, sugar, vanilla extract, milk, and two ungreased cookie sheets, oven preheated to 420 degrees, rolling pin and cookie cutter." Joe looked around to see everything
My foster dad went to sit down with the boys at the table.
"Yes. Now I mix everything together until there are tiny chucks left over. It's very important to know that the mixture is not smooth because it will be too runny. This is very good thing to learn how to bake for your girlfriends and wife. She'll love you baking for her and not having to worry about the house burning down." I smiled as I looked at my bowl
(God I'm teaching my foster dad and the four boys baking for dummies 101)
"After the mixture is right where you want it you pour the mixture on one of the cookie sheets. Let alone for 3 minutes." I poured the mixture onto the cookie sheet
Three minutes later
"Now the rolling pin comes. I let the mixture go onto the counter top, and I begin to roll the mixture flat. After rolling I get the cookie cutter out and cut the shapes out. I repeat this until there is no left over dough to work with or we used it all." I sighed at all the work "Now because the oven is already pre-heated we can put the cookies in for 18-20 minutes."
18-20 minutes later
"They're done now. Just let them cool. I made sugar cookies because they're my favorite kind." I sighed in content when I picked up my cookies and tasted its sugary goodness.
The guys and foster dad picked a cookie up and once they took a bite they thought they went to cookie heaven. The guys and I were sitting at the table when foster dad went upstairs to sleep.
"These are the best!" Carlos talked with a mouthful of cookie
"Thanks." I looked around noticing the time; it said 10:50 pm
James finished his first cookie and didn't want to ruin his body by eating so he decided to land his eyes on me which I was looking at the clock.
"What's wrong?" He asked
"Hmmm…" I sighed not noticing that he just asked me something
"Hello? Earth to Ashley?" James waved a hand in front of me
I turned my head to see James' hand in front of it.
"Why is your hand in front of my face?" I chuckled a bit
"I asked you a question and you looked like you spaced out to a different planet." He chuckled a bit like I did
"Oh!" I panicked "I'm sorry that I didn't hear you!"
"Calm down, Ashley." James put his hands on my shoulders
I didn't want to at this point. James' touch is so velvety and warm it's something that makes your heart want to race. I felt like I was in a dream. It reminds me of the poem I wrote.
Don't Wake Me Up
Don't bother waking me up
I'm having the best dream I can have
When I have you close-up
Me just thinking about you gives me a cavity
I know you can only enter my dreams
I always wonder if you dream me like I do with you
I always want you but when I wake up I just want to scream
My heart skips beats when I think of you; my face turns blue
My thoughts always return to you
My dreams revolve around you and nobody else
I know you in real life; I know I can't have you so I turn blue
Al that can do is your friends and mine; if they help
Don't wake me up; I want you to be near me just in case
I love you to have near me and have my heart race
James and I are in an eye to eye lock. Hazel to blue, long lashes to short, and brow to brow; nothing could break our gazes of the other. I just wanted to stay like this forever but that backfired when I yawned; James followed right after me.
"I'm tired. I'll get you guys' blankets and pillows. Be right back!" I broke from James' grip and went upstairs to the closet
(Is James starting to like me? Am I starting to like him?) My mind wasn't thinking normally after that long gaze I shared with James…
I shook it off and grabbed four pillows and blankets. I got down stairs, put them in the middle of the living room, and spoke…
"First come, first served." I yawned
That's what happened. The guys got settled and began to snore. I walked upstairs to my room, turned on my favorite CD I listen to sleep, and got to dream as quick as I could.
What do you think? That is my original poem. I love the poem so much! Please reveiw!
-Princess.A.
