Chapter 6

Confrontations

James's Point of View

I awoke the next day with a smile, even if I was exhausted. I had a shift already during the night and I am off until 4 o' clock tonight.

'Eleanor…' I thought to myself. I almost jumped out of bed. I get to see Eleanor for lunch today. For some reason, I was excited to see her.

Eleanor was beyond beautiful. Her eyes sparkled when she laughed, her cheeks produced small dimples every time she smiled. I don't know why, but I could sense she felt the same way about me.

Maybe I'm just stupid. Maybe I am just a dumb sailor who is probably just falling in love with some first class girl I would never have a chance with.

Falling in love? Oh come on James really.. pull you're head out of your arse and get to work.

"James rise and shine!" A almost-to-cheery voice drifted into my room. I was stark naked.

"Bloody hell! Harold get out of my room for Gods sakes man!" I shoved him out of my room while he apologized the whole way.

I pulled on my undergarments along with my trousers.

"Alright Harold, you may enter now." I said laughing the whole time.

"I'm so sorry James, I'm terribly sorry." He apologized at least 23 times. He was beet red in the face.

"I didn't- I thought you- I just..-" he stumbled over his words trying figure out the right one to say.

"Harold. Let it go." I said putting my hand on the shoulder of the man I now called my best friend. Growing up, I never really had close friends. I was always doing something, and in school I just didn't really care for anyone.

Harold just understood me. Even when I didn't understand myself.

"How is Eleanor?" Harold questioned me, laying on the bed and stretching his long legs out.

"Harold.." I trailed off. I was tired of him asking me this.

"I'm not going for the girl. She's first class. I am not. I'm just a dirty sailor who is always gone." I said my eyes casting down to the floor. Harold laughed so hard he damn near spit on me.

"What's so funny Harold? It's true!"

"Nothing. You just seem to be in love with her." IN BLOODY LOVE WITH HER?!

"Blimey! Harry I'm not in love with her! I met her yesterday!" Harolds eyes grew wide.

"Bloody hell! The way you look at her it was as if you've known her all your life." Harold pulled his cap down over his eyes, almost as if to nap.

"Harold I'm not in love with her." I half said half whispered.

"Yes Jimmy, you're not. Not yet anyway."

A/N

I apologized for the absent leave. MY LIFE IS A MESS! Lol but I'll get back on track. I also apologize for the short chapter.

Lots of Love,

HannahBanana44