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Over the next three weeks you spend the majority of your time at school or with James helping him with his physical therapy exercises or with anything else he may need assistance with such as typing or rehearsing his lines for the show. The other guys returned to LA a week ago to get caught up on that end, but were reluctant to do so at first until your parents and Mike assured them that they would all take great care of James. It is a Sunday afternoon and you and James have just gotten done with an intense therapy session in which James was able to walk back and forth using his leg for one of the first times since the accident. Needless to say it was a very emotionally filled hour and there was definitely some tension in the room and James yelled at you in frustration. You both make your way into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water from the fridge.

Carly: "So now that we have your therapy out of the way, what would…"

James: "Carly, I think you should go home."

Carly: "What? Why?"

James: "I am tired and I just want a bit of time alone please."

Carly: "O...kay. If that is what you want then I guess I will just be leaving."

You set your bottle on the counter and turn around to leave. As you are making your way out of the kitchen you can't help the tears as your body shakes a bit. James notices this but doesn't make to stop you from leaving. As you make your way to the front door and open it you see Mike standing on the other side with bags of groceries.

Mike: "Carly, how was…what is wrong? Why are you crying?"

You can't seem to answer him and you practically push past him and run down the street to your house. You enter the house and discover, thankfully, that your parents are out visiting with your aunt for now. You run up the stairs and go into your room. You turn on your iPod and crash on your bed letting the tears flow. Just as you are about to drift off, Big Time Rush comes on and you hear James' voice singing: "There were so many things that I never ever got to say, 'cause I'm always tongue-tied with my words getting in the way."

Meanwhile back at the other house, Mike goes in and puts the bags of groceries away in the kitchen. Once that is done he goes in search of James and finds him in the music room, sitting at the piano.

Mike: "Hey, what is wrong with Carly?"

James sighs and misplays a key.

James: "I kind of yelled at her while she was helping me with therapy and then I told her after we got done that she should just get home and I was tired."

Mike: "And were you?"

James: "Was I what?"

Mike: "Tired? Because it doesn't look like it to me."

James: "Physically? Not really. I guess I am just tired of being cooped up here and everybody hovering over me."

Mike: "Ah…I think I understand now. Since Carly was the only one around, naturally your brain chose her to take all the frustration out on."

James: "I guess. I don't know why she got all bent out of shape over it though."

Mike: "James, you are a smart kid I am sure you can figure out why she did."

He leaves the music room to head back downstairs and into the living room to watch the latest Lakers game. James sits and agonizes over what happened and what he should do now for a while after he goes back to writing and playing music, two of the things he loves to do, especially when he is feeling like a complete ass. After about three hours, Mike goes and takes James some supper only to realize that he had fallen asleep on the small couch in the music room. Mike sighs and goes back downstairs, realizing it is early; he leaves the house and starts walking. He walks towards your house and before he knows it, he is knocking on the door. You answer the door.

Carly: "Hey."

Mike: "Hey Carly. Would it be okay if I come in?"

Carly: "Uh…sure. We just got done with supper."

He follows you into the house.

Mike: "So…want to tell me what happened? James didn't say too much."

Carly: "Not really. He got mad for no reason at me. Then he told me to leave."

Mike: "Do you know why he got mad? He didn't get mad for no reason Carly. He had a reason."

Carly: "Well then why isn't he over here instead of you talking to me?"

You run upstairs and slam your bedroom door. Mike sighs. Your parents come in, your Mom wiping her hands on a towel.

Mom: "What happened?"

Mike: "She and James had a fight. Well James got frustrated with everything and took it out on Carly during therapy. Then when Carly asked what he wanted to do tonight, he told her to just leave, that he needed some time alone."

Your Dad sighs.

Dad: "Damn it. I knew something like this might happen.

Carly: "Dad…"

Dad: "No Carly. I knew something like this would happen if you dated him, especially with him being a celebrity."

Mike: "Now wait a minute. This has nothing to do with him being a celebrity. This has to do with him being a human being who has been in an accident and has been cooped up for the past how many weeks. He hasn't been making as big of a progress as he would like, despite how well his doctor says he is doing. He is frustrated. Plain and simple. Now I am sorry he took it out on Carly, I really am, but put yourself in his shoes. You probably would have done the same thing."

Your Dad takes a deep breath.

Dad: "Okay, I guess I can see your point there Mike."

Carly: "How is he doing Mike?"

Mike: "He is looking pretty lousy Carly; I am not going to lie. He has locked himself in the music room for the past few hours."

Carly: "Oh dear…"

You start to pace back and forth.

Mom: "Now Carly…don't go getting yourself all worked up. I am sure once he has rested he will realize that he made a mistake and you two will talk it over like adults."

All you can do is nod your head at her. You excuse yourself to go out to the backyard while Mike and your parents talk some more. You grab your coat and walk over to the hammock hanging under the gazebo and lay down. You look up at the night sky, turbulent thoughts scattering through your head. Before you realize it you have fallen asleep.

What seems like a few hours later you feel someone gently shaking your shoulder.

Carly: "Five more minutes Mom."

James: "I think I should take offense to that. Carly, you need to get up. It is getting colder out here."

Carly: "James? What time is it?"

James: "It is a little after 1 in the morning. I couldn't sleep, kept thinking about this afternoon so I came outside to clear my head and saw you back here."

Carly: "Oh wow. I didn't realize it was so late. I wonder why my parents didn't come to get me."

James: "I don't know. Are you tired?"

Carly: "Um…a little but not too much."

James: "Do you think we could go inside and talk?"

Carly: "Sure. Let's go."

You both go inside the house and you don't want to wake your parents in their room downstairs so you both go up to your room to talk. You notice that James has gotten a bit better at maneuvering the stairs with his cast and crutches as he goes on up ahead of you.

Carly: "My room is the one at the end of the hall. The other one is our computer room."

James: "Okay."

He lets you go on ahead of him once you get to the top of the stairs and you go and open the door to your room. You let him walk in ahead of you though and let him sit on the bed while you go sit in your window seat.

Carly: "So…"

James: "Yeah…so. Look Carly…I am sorry about what happened this afternoon. I shouldn't have said what I did."

Carly: "I forgive you."

James: "I mean…wait. You forgive me? Just like that?"

Carly: "Yes, just like that. I was mad at first, but then I realized that this all hasn't been easy on you. I get that you feel kind of helpless and all that and that weighs on you."

James: "Wow…you are…amazing. I have got to be the luckiest guy to have such an understanding girlfriend. Most guys would have had to grovel to be forgiven after all that."

Carly: "Well I will agree with you…I am pretty amazing."

You both laugh at the pose you strike when you say that.

Carly: "How are you feeling? Your dad said you had locked yourself in the music room."

James: "I feel pretty relaxed actually. I was able to work out my frustrations into the music. I guess that is what I missed, just being able to do whatever."

Carly: "So…what happens now?"

James: "Well now I was hoping to maybe cuddle a bit with my girlfriend, watch a movie, if that is okay with you and you don't think your parents would mind."

Carly: "They probably would mind a bit, but I will leave my door open a bit. I mean it isn't like we are going to sleep together or anything, right?"

James: "Nope. I would never pressure you into something like that before talking about it first with you and making sure we were ready to take the relationship to that level. So what movie would you like to watch?"

Carly: "Do you mind if we watch Edward Scissorhands? I have been on a Johnny Depp kick lately since I found out that the new Pirates movie was coming out soon."

James: "No, I don't mind. That is one of my favorite movies."

You get up and grab the movie, putting it into the Blu-ray player. James makes himself comfortable laying on the bed and you come over to lay next to him, not too close though and start the movie. About ten minutes into the actual movie, James puts his arm around you and pulls you closer. You smile and scoot a bit closer, smiling wider when he rests his chin on your head. You both watch the movie, holding hands and cuddling. Towards the end of the movie though, you start to feel yourself drift off. Before you know it, you are asleep.

A few hours later you are being shaken awake again, this time not too gently. You open your eyes and there is your dad standing by the side of your bed. As you slowly come awake you realize two things: 1) you fell asleep and 2) you didn't fall asleep alone. James slowly comes awake slowly next to you and also sees your dad standing there.

Dad: "Kitchen. Ten minutes. Do not make me wait."

With that he leaves the room and you know you are in trouble.

James: "Shit…I am so sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep here. I probably just got you into a whole heap of trouble didn't I?"

Carly: "Oh yes, I believe we are both in trouble. It wasn't just you. I fell asleep too. Come on, let's go down and face the music."

You help him up and get his crutches. As you both slowly make your way downstairs you can't help but wonder what will happen now.