The Showbox Theatre was awesome. This music venue was more than awesome. I didn't know how much James paid for our tickets and he wouldn't let me pay because it was his promise so I thought about bought him something later. I already asked Camille and Jo to accompany me and they said yes.

Opening proceeding was Claid. I honestly didn't know about this band and so was James. But they were deservedly well received by the audience, they seemed surprised that so many audiences knew their songs.

I wrapped my fingers with James' and he smiled, tighten our wrap.

Arctic Monkeys showed up. I could hear the audience screamed happily and I didn't realize we did too. Alex Turner wore the metallic blue jacket with his hair artfully slicked back. A backlit screen illuminated the band and there were few spotlights, so the players appeared in silhouette or shadow. That understated approach downplayed personalities and put forward the music. They did sound magnificent. With an auxiliary player on keys and guitars, and members of their crew occasionally adding guitar and percussion, the band sounded appropriately massive as they blasted into the one-two-three opening salvo of 'Do I Wanna Know?', 'Snap Out of It' and 'Arabella', as a huge AM flashed behind them.

And every time the vocalist opened his mouth, the audience screamed. When he did a guitar solo, the audience screamed. When he pointed, waved, gesticulated, shimmied, closed his eyes, opened his eyes or took a breath, the audience screamed.

But I didn't. Instead, I turned my head to see my boyfriend by my side and he was already staring at me. His lips curved into a smile and I couldn't help myself to not kissing him in this amazing moment. We kissed, hands on each other hips, body moved in sync with music, ignored the people around us.

It was only me and him.

"I love you, Kendall Knight." he whispered between our lips before pressing against mine once again for good measure.

I closed my eyes and pressed my body against him, grinding and swaying our hips together in sync. I didn't want this moment to end, I wanted this forever. For it wasn't into my ears he whispered, but into my heart, it wasn't my lips he kissed, but my soul.

I knew that I was desperately, deeply in love with him and it sounded so silly because people said I was too young to understand love but I guess they were too old to understand us. When I was with him, I forgot the world for awhile. He was this guy, the way he smiles always make me smile too. His voice made my heart skip a beat and when his hazel eyes were staring at me, I got butterflies.

We were arrived at my home around 3 am. James kissed me goodbye before I got out of his car, "Sleep tight." he whispered.

I nodded, "You too."

He smiled, "I'm waiting your call, a story about you meeting your mom's boyfriend." he kissed my forehead.

"Sure," I kissed his forehead, "Drive safely."

After exchanged goodbyes and waited until his car disappeared on the loop, I slowly opened the door, didn't want to wake my Mom up in this early. I got myself a glass of water, then quickly ran upstairs, got into my room.

The first thing I wanted to do was change my clothes. I was sweaty and my tank top was actually wet. It was gross. So I dropped my backpack on the floor and changed my clothes into a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. After that I was off to bed, extremely tired.

I woke up around 1 pm. Such a lazy ass. Feeling my throat dehydrated, I walked out of my room and got myself a glass of water. My Mom was watching a movie in the living room, with iPad on her laps, "Hi, Honey."

"Hey." I sat next to her, "Sorry I passed out and skipped breakfast."

She smiled, "It's fine. What time you got home last night?'" she asked without seeing me, her attention was paid to her iPad.

"Uh… it was this morning, around 3."

"Are you hungry? I can make you something." she caressed my head, "How about… sandwich?"

I shook my head, "I ate last night with him. Don't worry. We're still on for tonight?"

She nodded happily, "Of course. We leave at 6, okay?"

"Sure," I nodded, "I think I could use an hour for another nap, okay?" I kissed her cheek then got up upstairs.

I checked my phone and got a text from James.

Go fishing with Dad.

Text me when you're up.

- J

I replied,

I'm up.

Have fun!

- K

I wore my nicest shirt and jeans. We finally arrived at the restaurant and while my Mom talked to the receptionist, I looked around. This restaurant must be very expensive, so I bet my mom's boyfriend was a rich guy.

The red hair waitress walked us to the private side. My Mom walked in front of me, right beside the waitress and I was behind her.

I checked my phone, there's a message from James.

Dinner with Dad.

Where r u?

- J

I replied,

Just arrived at the place.

I'm nervous. Is it weird?

- K

I tucked my phone inside my jeans pocket and looked up. I couldn't believe in what I saw. I must be dreaming!

"Jen." I could hear someone called my Mom's name. But it wasn't because that guy was actually good looking. But I was shocked because someone who sat next to him, bowed his head, busy with his phone.

That someone looked up as he heard his Dad called my Mom's name and then he saw me and his jaws dropped, he was even gasping. The phone from his hand dropped to the floor and his face looked so pale, like he was going to die.

I stood next to my Mom, freezing. Please, someone woke me up!

It shouldn't be happening! It couldn't be!

"Kendall," my Mom pulled my hand softly, "This is Arthur Diamond."

"Hello, Kendall." he offered his hand to shake my hand, but I was too busy to staring at my fucking boyfriend right there.

Mom's hand squeezed me, "Kendall?"

I wished I was dreaming.

"Hi," my voice broke, I shook Arthur Diamond's hand, "Kendall Knight."

He looked exactly like James, an older version, "Arthur Diamond. This is my son, James Diamond. You guys know each other at school?"

James stood up and I could see him trembling, "Hi. James Diamond." He walked toward my Mom.

"Jennifer Knight."

James gulped, "Yes you are. You're exactly like I imagined, beautiful." I caught the sadness in his broken voice.

"Aw, thank you!" My Mom caressed James' cheek, "So, you two know each other?" she asked.

More than anything. I knew every inch of James Diamond.

He nodded, "Yes. We go to the same school, but we didn't talk often." he glanced at me, "Hi, Kendall."

I stared at him in disbelief. How could he manage to say hi to me? How could he lie to our parents?

"Excuse me. I need to use the bathroom." I left without saying anything else. I could hear my Mom called, but I just ignored her.

The puzzle slowly composed in my head and it came to an end that I just knew. My mom was dating James' Dad. He was the one who made my Mom happier. And there was a possibility that his Dad would propose to her.

It meant, I was going to be James' brother in law. We both were going to be brothers.

"Kendall!" I heard James' voice behind me.

I didn't know how I got here, in the parking lot next to other people's cars which I didn't know at all. I sat on the ground, my eyes were wet, I was so pathetic.

James was here, worrying about me.

"Kendall, are you okay?" he asked softly, his thumb running on my wet cheek, wiping my tears off. Okay? He asked if I was okay?

"Do you know about this?" I asked.

James shook his head, "I don't. I went for fishing today after lunch with him. Then he took me here, he said, for dinner and he wanted me to meet someone." James' body was shaking. I knew he felt the same way.

"What should we do, James?"

He didn't say anything, he wasn't even looking at me. I grabbed his hand, "We tell them the truth!"

"NO!" he shouted. I never heard him like this before, not even once.

I frowned, "Why?"

"Because…" He looked so desperate, "He's going to propose her, Kendall. We both know she will say yes."

And that was it. My fairytale with James Diamond ended up here, with this way.

"We can stop them…" I couldn't stop crying.

"Kendall," he squeezed my shoulders, "She is your Mom. Don't you see how they look each other? They both are in love!"

I pushed his body, felt angry, "And what about us?! We both are in love, James!"

James shook his head, "I don't want to ruin our parents' happiness. I love my Dad so much. I know you love your Mom more than anything in this world." he sobbed, "And I know, I'm fully aware that I love you but we can't do this to our parents, Kendall."

"I can't, James. I love you so fucking much. I can't do this!" I insisted, hoping he could understand what I really wanted.

James nodded, his lips curved into a thin, painful smile, "We should. Come on, let's get back inside. They're looking for us." and he didn't say anything else but leaving me instead. He didn't even turn his head back to me.

It was hurt. It was kind of heartache that you can feel in your bones. Torturing, excruciating you inside and outside.