I know the last chapter was short and it didn't get us very far so I'm going to update this fast!

I have to work soon. It been two days since I got James' number. I haven't talk to him or Carlos. I am flipping out that James is going to be there. It's not like I can run from him for forever. It's just not realistic. He gave me his number though, he likes something about me. Right? Or am I just crazy. What does he want from me?

Maybe I should just text him. No, he just gave me his number to be nice. He wants to be friends with Carlos. Not me. But what if he thinks I'm ignoring him? I kinda am. But not to be mean.

Ugh, I cant let him be mad at me. If he doesn't want to talk to me he can just ignore me right?

I grab up my phone from my night stand. I haven't even started to get ready for work, hell, I haven't even started to get out of bed. But before I can stop myself I go to James' number and type a quick message, 'hey.' I send it before throwing my phone on the night stand and jumping out of bed. Ugh, I'm so tired and now cold.

I let out a deep sigh to try and control my anxiety, then I get dressed. I take a moment to look in the mirror and check out my empty stomach. I'm not even hungry. I'm sure its from the nerves. I run my hand over it and it's flat and hard. I can see the tips of my hips showing.

I'm scared to check my phone again. Ugh. What if he was just being nice. Ugh! Stop thinking Kendall! Your gonna drive yourself crazy!

I brush my teeth, get dressed, and fix my hair. All without checking my phone. That's pretty impressive. I normally cant last this long, especially if I'm waiting for something. Honestly, I'm just a pussy and I'm scared to look.

I put on my badge and grab my phone. I turn on the screen…I have a fucking message from James! What? What is he doing? He wasn't supposed to answer me. Especially not this fast.

'Hey. Whats up? :)'

I feel my cheeks heat up, and I don't even know why. Ugh, so frustrating. But a smiley, really? How lame. Oh, who am I kidding, James is so fucking adorable. I snap back to reality, now what do I say? I glance at the clock on the phone. Shit, I gotta get going. I type my response real quick before I grab my stuff and rush out the door. 'Not much. About to leave for work.'

Half way to work I feel my phone vibrate in my scrub pocket. I know who it is. I struggle to pull it out from under my seat belt and unlock the screen. James. 'Ok! I'll see you there!' Great. I believe that Carlos is working today too. I really need to be nicer to him. Carlos just got me a new friend. Even if it turns into nothing else. And it's gonna stay that way!

IT WILL PASS

I'm clocking in with Carlos, talking about the commute…you know the Minnesota snow. It's great. I don't know why we didn't just ride in together. I need to bring that up to him later.

And then he asks a question I was dreading, "So, have you talked to James?" I just don't want to talk about it. I don't even know what to think about it myself.

I don't miss a beat, "Yeah, you?"

"Oh, really? Yeah, we talked a little. I told him it was nice seeing him and that I hope we can hang out again. The three of us." He pauses then adds, "What did you talk about?" I give him a small glare, I feel like he is hiding something. But what? I know it wouldn't be anything to actually hurt me so I don't say anything.

"Uh, work?" We start getting ready to go through our daily routine. And I know that James will be the first nurse we come to. Just like every day James and I work.

Oh, God. I feel myself getting nervous…again. Why? It's not like we haven't broken the ice. He seemed excited to see me today..but why!? Why would he be excited to see me? What does he want from me? Does he want to be friends? Does he want to be more? Does he just want to be friends with Carlos? What if he wants to be more than friends with Carlos!? Shit! Fuck! I never thought of that! Well, never actually thought it was possible…but it is. You always want to be on good terms with your boyfriends best friend..I couldn't take that. I couldn't watch that happen. But honestly, Carlos wouldn't do that to me. And I know that. Plus, Carlos has his eyes on Logan….Speaking of Logan, I just might have to find him later.

Stop thinking Kendall and do your work!

I start stocking a cart and Carlos starts folding laundry. He then blurts out, "Did you know he sings? You guys have something in common!" He winks at me and I just roll my eyes. Your a dork. I can't help just laugh though.

"It's not like you don't sing." I throw back at him with a smile.

"Yeah, but he isn't a love interest of mine."

"I never said he was a love interest."

"Really?" He stops folding for a moment to give me a look of disbelief.

"Yeah, he's attractive and it will probably never happen anyways." I look at him over my shoulder and shrug. It wouldn't even happen. It's not like I'm lying. Even if James did let it happen, I wouldn't. I wouldn't let him in because I know it wouldn't last and I am not going to put myself in that position.

I start to pull my cart towards the door, "Come on, we don't need anyone bitching about us not doing our work."

He follows me out the door and I look through the door to the first room. I see James doing his patient assessment. The baby is sitting up watching a movie. I go into the room and grab the med cart pulling it out into the hall. James is listening to his heart so I don't say anything. I start stocking and just focus on getting done.

But I freeze when I feel a arm around my shoulders and my heart skips a beat. I look to my right and see James looking down at my handful of 3CC syringes. I can feel his warmth on my face we are so close. He doesn't seem to notice. "I need more of those, by the way." I hold them out and try to hide my blush. He puts out his hand and I drop them into his palm. He continues to hold his hand out in front of me and I roll my eyes, grabbing a few more and also placing them in his hand.

"Is that enough, my good sir?" He drops his arm and I instantly feel the cool air sweep over my shoulders. And I hate it.

"Yeah, I'll catch you if I need more. I'm doing teaching today." He says before he turns to disappear into the the room, but he stops once he gets to the door. "We should have lunch together." My heart stops. This guy is going to kill me. I just nod and he walks away.

Later that morning Carlos and I are talking and he asks what was up with that. I told him nothing. He saw and heard everything. It's not a secret.

"Carlos, you know nothing happened, but you should have lunch with us."

"No, that was a private invitation." He then makes a kiss face. I push him gently and just roll my eyes.

"Whatever, suit yourself. We will be in the beak room with 15 other people. Nothing extravagant." I say playing it off as nothing. Though, my heart is beating a million miles a second. Why am I so freaking nervous over nothing?

Later on I get a text from James. 'Meet me in the break room in 30. I'm buying you subway!' I don't answer. I'm to nervous. Kendall, it's just lunch…And he is buying me lunch? I can pay for my own, thank you very much. I'm a little astonished that James Diamond is such a gentlemen though. What is wrong with him? There has to be something I'm missing.

I walk into the break room and hit someone with the door. I quickly close it and James turns around, "I'm sorry!" I say quickly holding my hands out apologetically. Great that's a good start to the lunch.

He laughs and rolls his eyes, "Don't be, I'm the one standing behind the door." God, his smile is beautiful! His voice is beautiful. He is just beautiful. "Ready to go down stairs?"

"Sure." I walk back out the door and he follows closely behind me.

We walk quietly down the long hallway to the elevators. I don't know what to say and I feel awkward and stupid. Say something Kendall! "So, you like subway?" Really, that's the best you got?

He laughs again. Well I didn't hear him coming up with anything better! "Yeah, who doesn't? Plus, what else is there to eat at the hospital without going to the main building?"

"Aright, good point." I laugh back nervously. There isn't much to eat. Pizza, subway, or some weird salads and sushi. The ride down the elevators is quiet but not awkward like I thought it would be. When the doors open he lets me out first. Holding the doors open so they don't shut on us.

"Do you like sushi?"I ask as we walk to the line that is formed at the subway counter.

"Nah!" He makes a face of disgust and I can't help but let out a little chuckle as we slowly shift towards the front of the line. "Lot's of people here eat it, not for me. I can't even stomach the thought of raw fish."

I nod in agreement before we order. I wait for him after my food is finished and we enter the check out line. I start to pull my wallet out of my back pocket still adamant about paying for myself. It's not a date. But I freeze when his hand is on my hip pulling me into his side as he hands the girl behind he counter his card.

I feel a blush heat up my face and I look down busying myself with putting my wallet back away. I take a step away from him but his finger tips only dig into my hip harder. I hope he doesn't notice how bony my hips actually are. Another wave of embarrassment comes over me. I strive to be skinny, but if anyone touches me I'm ashamed of how skinny I really am. It's a torturous cycle. And I know that as soon as I get a chance I will be throwing all this up in the bathroom upstairs. I am then hit with guilt. I feel bad for wasting the money James is spending on me just to flush it down the toilet…literately.

With his hand still wrapped firmly around my hip he leads us to the seating area before he drops his grip and turns to me, "do you want to eat here or upstairs."

I look around at the empty seating area, it's strange for this time of day. But at least down here there will be less chance of talk going around. I shrug, "We can eat down here," I smile at him.

He leads me to a table where we eat quietly. I hate eating because it's like opening a flood gate. Once I start its hard to stop. That's why I don't. And that is why I'm grateful I ordered only a 6-inch. Even though James quirked an eyebrow at me.

I lean back after the last bite is gone and throw my arm over my stuffed stomach. I couldn't eat another bite if I really wanted to though.

We make small talk, learning each others favorite music, movies, and sports. I'm not really for sports so I just listen to him talk about his favorite basketball game. I can't even remember what team it was he said he liked.

I keep my distance because this relationship is not going any farther than what it already is. And that is just friends, with one friend being a little touchy, in a friendly manner. That is it!

That night, after work, and after making sure the contents in my stomach is gone so I don't gain any ounces from my splurge earlier with James, I lay silently. Saying it over and over again in my head, we are only friends.

And after Carlos had grilled me about it, I made sure he knew it too. We are only friends. But when my phone buzzes next to me my heart skips a beat wen I see James' name flash across the screen. It's a simple text, 'good night'.

I don't answer, because that is another flood gate I don't want to open. I know that I am weak at night, emotionally and physically. I don't want to make a mistake in my grogginess that I wouldn't be able to back pedal on.

I type 'good night' as well, though I'm sending it to Carlos to fill the void of not sending a response back to James.

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