Any laryngitis remedies mentioned most likely won't work.

Time skip: the next morning, around 9:30 AM

P.O.V.: Krystye Mitchell

I woke up that morning to James in bed with me. Actually, I was in James' bed with him. What'd I miss?

"James?" I said, my voice squeaking with laryngitis.

"Krystye, you're awake," James said. I sat up, then realized I wasn't wearing anything. I quickly covered up.

"What'd we do last night?" I squeaked.

"We did it again," James said. Now that I thought about it, I did feel kinda sore.

"When did my voice go out?" I squeaked.

"About when you were screaming my name, almost waking the whole Palm Woods," James said. That's when I realized that he wasn't wearing anything either. He was lying on his side, a smug look on his face. The blanket covered from waist down. I stood up, grabbing my dress from last night to cover up. When it didn't help, I just discarded the dress to the floor and headed to the bathroom. I could feel James' eyes on me. I would have growled, but my voice was failing me.

"Guys, Gustavo wants us at the studio in twenty!" Kendall shouted. I cursed in my head, seeing as my voice was failing me. I quickly got dressed in a white V-neck and white jeans with a black hoodie. James was dressed when I came out, in his own version of my outfit, only using his own lucky white v-neck. We drove down to the studio. Gustavo wanted us to run More Than a Band. I tried, but my voice would only squeak.

"I can't pretend to know how you feel, but know that I'm here, know that I'm real!" I sang in my squeaky, laryngitis-ridden voice.

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Stop now, and SPARE MY HEARING! What happened to your voice?" Gustavo yelled.

"Well…" I squeaked, blushing.

"Um, Krystye and I kinda had some, uh… make-up sex, and her voice went out after all of the strain she's put it through in the past 24 hours," James said.

"Oh, that's happened to me lots of times. Well, not the make-up sex part. You guys get the day off so Krystye can rest her voice," Gustavo said.

"Drink lots of water, and this herbal tea. It'll soothe the vocal chords so you'll be able to sing again in 24 hours. It's a proven laryngitis remedy," Kelly said, handing me a box. I silently thanked her, and gave Logan the box.

"Rest up, Krystye! And take it easy on your voice!" Kelly called after us as we left. Kendall drove the car back to the Palm Woods. We got home and Logan made some of the tea. He gave it to me chilled.

"It was hot, but you like chilled tea. Plus, it works either way. It says so on the box," Logan said. I smiled my thanks, and he left. Kendall was down by the pool with the new girl, Jo. I looked through the window at the pool, and you could tell that they were hitting it off pretty well. They walked towards the building, and a few minutes later, the two were in the apartment.

"I'm gonna go talk to Krystye," she said.

"She's on vocal rest, so she'll be communicating using a notepad or her body language," Kendall said. Jo nodded and walked over to me, who was lying on the couch.

"Hey, Krystye! What's up?" Jo asked. I shrugged, intending to say 'Nothing much.'

"Interesting… So, mind if I ask you a couple of questions?" Jo asked. I smiled and nodded.

"So, you're dating James Diamond. Is he a good kisser?" Jo asked. Kendall facepalmed. I nodded, a huge smile on my face.

"I heard you had… relations with him. Is he any good?" Jo asked. I frantically wrote on my notepad and showed it to her.

"Why am I asking these questions? Because I want to know if you're happy, Krystye. Camille and I are friends, girlfriends of best friends need to stick together. Now, if we could find someone for Carlos…" Jo said. I crossed my arms.

"Well, answer the question!" Jo said, handing me my notepad. I wrote a quick few words and handed it back.

"Oh, so he is. I hope you're happy with him. I'm happy with my Kendall," she said, hugging Kendall.

"Are you done harassing the sick?" Kendall said. I was about to say an insult, but my voice failed me again.

"Ha! Can't call me names, huh, Krystye? I win! OW!" Kendall said. I had thrown a Harry Potter book at him. It hit him in the face, giving him a black eye. I waved him over, and he walked over to me. I grabbed the compact with his name on it and hid his newly formed black eye. He and Jo left the apartment, leaving me alone. James then came out of our room and walked over to me.

"Hey, Krystye," he said, kissing the back of my hand. I smiled and blushed. He had his hair combed back, a hairstyle that, on him, was so sexy I could die! I leaned over to kiss him, but he stopped me before I could.

"Not yet. I've got to get you begging for my touch," he said. He ghosted his hand up my arm, not quite touching me, but I could feel how close his hand was to my arm. My breathing came in heavier pants.

"Want me to kiss you yet?" he asked. I nodded.

"How badly?" he asked. I closed my eyes, the best sign I could give for my true feelings.

"I guess I've got to do a little more," he said. He leaned towards my head and, without touching me, kissed in midair as he ghosted his hand across my stomach. He breathed against my neck, causing me to shudder.

"How bad do you want me to kiss you?" he asked. I reached out to grab his shirt and pull him to me so I could kiss him, but he escaped my grasp.

"How bad?" he asked again. I then remembered that he had taken and passed ASL in Sophomore year. I knew enough ASL to tell him.

"Kiss me like never before, like you haven't seen me in decades or centuries. Kiss me until my lips stop working. I love you, James. Kiss me, please, like you'll never see me again. Please," I signed. James looked at me with longing, then touched his lips to mine gently. I wasn't satisfied with that, so I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him closer. I deepened the kiss. Just because I was on vocal rest didn't mean I couldn't kiss the sexiest man I know like there was no tomorrow. I heard Logan clear his throat, and James broke the kiss.

"Okay, I need to make your tea again," Logan said as he started preparing the tea. James shrugged and we kissed again. It was obvious that James wanted to kiss me as bad as I wanted to kiss him. He broke the kiss.

"'Cause the world stops when I put my arms around you, around you, oh, whoa. Nothing even matters. Nothing even matters," James sang in his voice like velvet. I sighed in happiness. Logan walked up to me with my chilled tea.

"Here you go. Why'd you have to go and strain your voice?" Logan said.

"Because I'm sexy," James said.

"I'm not even surprised that you're the cause of this. Man, I need new friends," Logan said, facepalming.

"Sorry, but you're stuck with her as a sister, and you get her, you get me, too," James said, kicking back. I rolled my eyes.

"Thanks for the tea," I signed.

"What'd she say?" Logan asked.

"She said 'thanks for the tea,'" James said.

"You're welcome," Logan said.

"You seem sour," I signed.

"You seem sour," James translated.

"Yeah, because I don't necessarily like having to do this!" Logan complained.

"I'm sorry," I signed.

"She's sorry," James translated.

"It's okay. You can't help it," Logan said.

"24 hours, right?" I signed to James.

"Yeah, 24 hours, so about 10 AM tomorrow, your voice should be back," James said. I pouted. I really wanted my voice back sooner, so I could sing for him like he did for me. He placed a hand on my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"You're beautiful. You don't always need your voice to express your feelings. What are you feeling? Show me somehow," James said. I kissed him on the lips, catching him off-guard.

"You're in love with me," he said, dumbstruck. I nodded. He smiled his crooked smile, and I sighed and lolled my head back, my hand dramatically lying on my forehead. He laughed a little at my show of overdramaticness.

"And you love my smile," he said. I nodded. He placed a hand on my stomach, tracing circles around my bellybutton. I would have moaned just a little, but I settled with letting my head fall back.

"And you love when I do that," James said, smiling. I smiled and kissed him. Logan coughed.

"Drink your tea," he said. I did as told. James rubbed circles on my bellybutton, and I shuddered. I finished the cup of tea and set it to the side.

"Hey, there's a two-hour remedy on the box! After drinking the tea, one cup per thirty minutes, drink a glass of plain water," Logan said. He poured a glass of water and handed it to me. I gulped it down.

"Okay, in thirty minutes, we need to give you more tea and another glass of water," Logan said, setting the timer and leaving.

"Want to keep playing the guess what the girl's thinking game?" James said. I nodded. I smiled and kissed James.

"You love me?"