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*Alex POV*
James collected me earlier than usual and stood awkwardly until I came into view. His eyes raked over my body before he finally met mine. They were filled with an unusual sense of awe which caused butterflies to fly around my stomach, giving me a nauseating feeling as I tried to quench them. He wore a simple pair of jeans, with a belt holding them up, a black t-shirt and a pair of runners. He held a single rose in his hand.
We headed out to the fancy restaurant twenty minutes from the Palmwoods, conversation small between us. When we arrived, however, I was in such shock of the quality of the restaurant I just forgot to speak. I needn't have worried though, James began the conversation that lasted the night with a simple "So I guess you like it then?"
I turned to him, a huge grin plastered on my face and replied "Yes"
We sat down and ate, while he told me about his family.
I allowed him talk for the entire date, to mesmerized to attempt to talk. As he talked, his hazel eyes brightened as he talked about hockey, slightly tinged with regret as he remembered leaving, two years ago, to pursue his dream of becoming famous. As he deepened into the conversation, he became engrossed with his own story, until he reached the part where his parents split. He came out of his trance as his eyes darkened as he recalled the days where he wondered when he would see his father again. His dad had been a model, his mother a cosmetic manufacturer and naturally they had met through work. James' eyes darkened to a deep brown color as he recalled the day his father left.
"I was two years old when my dad left. I heard fighting and loud noises as I tried to fall asleep. I got out of my bed, holding my blanket for comfort as I walked towards the the stairs. The voices grew louder and more aggressive as I walked up to the landing. Looking over the banister, I saw my mam fighting with my father. She had tears rolling down her face and his face was red with anger. I remember he said something to her and he stormed off into the kitchen. I had watched him for a second before I looked at my mam. She had turned a scary pale shade of white and stood silently, a shocked expression on her face. When my father returned, he carried two bags which I remembered as the overnight bags he took whenever he was sleeping somewhere else. My mam broke out of her frozen shock and began begging him to stay but he ignored her completely and stormed out the door. That was the last time I ever saw my father." James' eyes had now darkened to black as he continued
"For months after he left, my mam cried herself to sleep. She had missed tons of work and her company was on the edge of collapse. She stayed at home all day, everyday until my aunt Carly visited. At the time Carly also worked with my mam and was witnessing the destruction first hand. So my mam was eventually persuaded to go back to work and over time, she rebuilt her company to the way it is now. She put everything from then on into her work and hardened herself to all kinds of hurt: physical and emotional. She changed her name back and became the Lisa Rinna everyone knows and is unable to day no to.
"When I started school, she made sure I was the perfect student. I studied daily and was a straight A student in all subjects. When I made friends with Kendall, Logan and Carlos, my mam became really protective of me. She refused at first to let me play hockey but only compromised when I stood with all my friends and their parents and she was pressured into it. That was the only yes she ever gave me." James laughed softly, his expression brightening as he brought himself back to the present.
"So, if she was so protective, how did she let you come to LA?" I asked him.
"She didn't at first, she wanted me to continue her business with her. She allowed me, thinking of the benefits I could get her as a member of a famous boy band." James replied.
"But you said the only yes she gave you when she let you play hockey. Isn't this another yes?" I asked, confused.
James laughed at my expression, his eyes crinkling at the corners "Well, she allowed me to go, for her own benefit. She also believes that 'fame' will only last for a couple of years so while I'm here, she makes me take acting jobs and modeling jobs to get experience in that kind of work. On Mother's Day, last year, I had nearly gone a year without modeling. She tried to bring me home but Mrs. Knight, Mrs. Garcia and Mrs. Mitchell eventually stopped her, by the force of peer pressure."
I chuckled under my breath and looked at my phone as it gave off a text signal.
"Oh wow, it's almost 11, I better get back."
"Ok, c'mon. I'll pay and you can get your stuff."
We sauntered back through the darkness until we arrived at the Palmwoods where he dropped me to my door.
"Thanks James" I said, pulling the keys out of my pocket. "I really had a good time tonight."
"No problem, maybe we can do it again soon" James said, a glint in his eye.
"Maybe" I replied, with a glint of my own, as I stepped in the door smiling back at him.
A/N I kind of rewrote this as best I could in character so I hope it's okay..