So I'm completely obsessed with two songs right now: 1. Crush by Aidan Hawken (that's were I got the title for the story) and 2. Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri. They're both my inspiration for the fiction parts of the story. Anyways this has been a really boring week, the most interesting thing has been work, and that truly sucks. Anyways voice your opinions about this chapter, I wrote it at work so might suck a bit.

Just A Crush: Dak And James

One thing I hated about Jett was that he called you constantly even when all things were done. He called me last night with some slides he wanted to add to the presentation and of course I get stuck finishing it alone. It was 3 in the freaking morning when I got a call.

"Hey Dak, why are you calling me this late?" I asked.

"Why are you still up is my question? I saw your phone online on Facebook." He said.

"Your brother wanted to add some things to the project now I'm stuck finishing it."

"Oh sweetheart I'm so sorry about that, let me get on Skype so I can help you ok?" He offered.

"Dak it's okay, besides I'm not even on Skype." I said rubbing my eyes as I was tired.

"Don't argue and let me help you." He said pushing the offer, I knew he would get his way.

"Fine." I said getting on Skype. I could argue with Dak but most times he would get his way. Then again I always had this respect and admiration for him that I couldn't help but do whatever made him happy.

After an hour Dak had helped me finish. So he was right, I wouldn't have finished it then if it wasn't for his help. So he's older and smarter, he also had a way with words which helped me make the project look way longer even tough it wasn't that much.

"Thanks Dak." I said gratefully.

"No worries hun, just get some rest and tell my brother he's a jerk." He said laughing.

"Haha okay, goodnight."

"Goodnight to you too." He said before hanging up.

I hated Claire for putting thoughts into my head. Dak was my friend but she always had to butt in and say our relationship was not just friendship, but also flirtatious sometimes. But I wouldn't say it was flirting, is just showing someone that you care, not holding back, not thinking anything romantic.

That night I got only four hours of sleep, I was sure going to be cranky. That morning mom was finishing packing up, she was leaving at night.

"And don't forget to wash the dishes. And also change the towels, you cannot use the same one the whole week." Mom kept nagging.

"Mom shut up, I get it! You should tell that to your baby boy, not me. It's the same thing every year, you think I don't know? And I lived alone for a whole semester for crying out loud." I said grabbing my things and heading out the door without even finishing breakfast.

It was always like this, she always gave me the speech. Why couldn't she understand that her ignoring me in my childhood made me independent and I don't need her anymore. I couldn't wait for next month. Fine I would go back to Florida to work for a little bit, but it was doing something I loved and most importantly away from my mom.

Okay, not most importantly, I was also staying with Dak. I was very nervous about it. We would have to sleep on the same bed, it's a studio apartment and the bathroom has no door. I didn't have money for a hotel for two weeks so I guess that was my best option.

That night after dropping mom off at the airport Claire texted me.

C: I got engaged!

Seriously? She's only 21 and already engaged to a guy she has known for five months, and has been away from for four. I mean, you could see they loved each other but it was so surreal to see a couple move so fast and so young although he was 30 and foreign so maybe that has something to do with it. I texted her my congrats and deleted the picture of the ring. It kind of depressed me hearing about weddings when my love life sucked. And also pissed me off because she would talk about him every single moment of every single day even if it was a subject that didn't have anything to do with him.

I can't stop thinking about the conversations I've had with James and Dak. They make me wonder if I actually know what I want in a guy. They sure have taught me something; I have never been in love.

I heard my phone ring and I answered…

"Hey Katie." I heard his voice making my stomach feel weird.

"Hey James, what's up?" I said casually.

"Nothing much, I just dropped my girlfriend off at her mom's house so now I'm bored." He said calmly. It was weird for me to hear this. We had been talking a lot lately and he told me about how she would lend him her car. That Camille girl must trust him a lot, and love him a lot.

"Aww poor you. I'm actually going to bed soon so I can't talk that much."

"It's still early." He said, as if I didn't know that already.

"But I work early tomorrow."

"I didn't know you work."

"There's a lot of things that you don't know." I said honestly. We had been apart for a long time, and especially when I left I changed a lot.

"Well lets do something. What time can I see you tomorrow?"

"Well Kendall leaves at 4pm for class so you can come."

"And at what time does your mom get back from work?"

"She just left tonight on vacation." I said automatically, but then I realized what I had just said.

"Well what time does Kendall come back?"

"At 9:38pm"

"See you at five tomorrow then."

"See ya."

Oh my, why did I invite him over?