Chapter 5: I guess these moments fade away

I woke up in a dark room. I tried to move my hands, but there was something holding me back. I looked down and saw that my arms and legs were tied together. I looked back up to a window in front of me, and I saw James in it. I screamed at him, telling him to come to me, to untie me. He just stared at me, a vacant expression on his face. I started crying, pulling against the rope, yelling at James. Why wouldn't he come to me?

"Carlos." I finally heard him say my name. But the James in front of me didn't speak.

"Carlos!"

I jerked up, suddenly wide awake. I stared in front of me, breathing hard. Only after a few seconds was I aware of James sitting up next to me. I turned and hugged him, still crying.

"Oh James," I mumbled into his shirt.

"What's wrong, Carlos?" He asked me, stroking my head.

"It was a nightmare. I was tied up and you wouldn't help me. I kept calling you but you just stood there. You wouldn't come to me." I said, my voice getting higher and more desperate.

"Sh, shh. Calm down. You're alright, I'm here for you." He said, hugging me tightly.

I took deep breaths, and hiccupped once. I sniffed and pulled away, wiping at my eyes.

"Better?" he asked me.

I nodded and lay back down. "What time is it?" I asked, yawning.

He looked at the alarm clock and said, "Almost 7. Our flight leaves at 9:30. We should get up."

Just as he said the last part, both of our phones chirped from across the room. We got up and checked them, looking at the same text from Logan: 'Hey guys wake up we're leaving soon'.

I yawned again, and went into the bathroom.

James followed me in, getting ready to wash his face.

"Last night…" he started. "It was amazing."

"I know," I replied. "I was there." I said, smiling.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, and stared into my eyes. I reached up and put my hands on either side of his face, pulling him closer to me. He smiled and kissed my lips softly. He moved his hands up, and I squirmed away, giggling.

"What's so funny?" he asked, reaching his arms out for me.

I walked into his embrace, hugging him back. "I'm ticklish," I replied.

I saw him slowly smile. I glared up at him. "Don't you dare."

He suddenly started tickling me all over, trapping me against the wall. "James, c'mon stop! Stop! James!" I begged him. I started to get the hiccups from laughing so hard, and he still didn't stop. I punched his arms, scratched him, and even tried to bite him. "James man, please stop!"

"Okay, okay," he said, backing up and giving me space. I hiccupped again, then stood there, catching my breath. I glared up at him, and he started laughing.

"Sorry! I couldn't resist." He said, pulling me close again. "You're so cute when you're helpless," he said, leaning down to whisper in my ear. I pushed him away, and used the toilet. He stared at me the whole time. When I was done, I looked over at him and said, "Enjoy the view?"

"I did actually. It was very nice."

I smirked and walked out, going to my suitcase to get changed. I was sorting through shirts when James came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. He placed his head on my shoulder, and turned to whisper in my ear, "I'm sorry for tickling you." He softly kissed my neck, working his way down to my collar bone. I leaned into him, his kisses making my head swarm. I mumbled something, closing my eyes while he started kissing back up. I reached behind me and touched the back of his head, my fingers running through his soft hair. "Is there any way I can make it up to you?" he breathed into my ear. I nodded.

He backed away and turned me to face him. I reached up and pulled his face to mine, kissing him feverishly. I felt him smile, and he wrapped his arms around me. I ran my hands down his chest, going up under his shirt. Before we could really start anything, a knock on the door interrupted us.

James sighed and I laughed and went to open the door, revealing Kendall and Logan outside. They had all their luggage with them and gave us disapproving looks when they saw that we weren't even dressed yet.

"Come on! We're going to be late. What have you guys been doing?" Kendall asked.

I looked over to James and he raised his eyebrows and smirked at me. I winked back, and turned to get dressed.

Once James and I were packed and ready to go, we walked down to the lobby to meet up with everyone. After checking out, we went to the airport to take a plane to New Jersey. The whole drive there, James was driving me crazy. We were in the backseat together, me in the middle with Logan on the other side. Kendall was up front with our manager. James' hand kept creeping up on my leg, squeezing it, tapping it, basically doing anything he can to aggravate me, all the while staring out the window like nothing was going on. Logan didn't seem to notice, but I was on edge the whole ride.

The flight was going to be a long one, and I couldn't even sit next to James the whole time. We boarded, and I patted James on the back as he kept going down the aisle to his seat. I sat down right away, glad for a window seat. Dustin sat in the middle seat and Logan on his other side. Right away, Logan got out his laptop, and Dustin pulled out his phone. I just sat there. My laptop broke last week, and I had no one to text.

I took my phone out anyway while we were taking off even though it was low battery, tweeting out that we were headed to Jersey. Just as I hit tweet, I got a text from James.

'Hey' it read.

I smiled and replied 'whats up? sucks that we cant sit together'

He replied almost instantly. He was a really fast texter. 'Yeah but we can still have fun'

'what do you mean?'

He took so long to reply that I looked back, and saw him talking to Kendall. After a few minutes, I finally got a reply.

'Sorry. Kendall talks a lot. and I think you know what I mean ;)'

'I think I do too… how about you start'

'Okay, ill set up a situation. You n me are in a hot tub, naked.'

'No ones around?'

'Nope.'

'I'd slowly move toward you, having eye sex before grabbing u and kissing u'

'Id pull you on top of me, wrapping my arms around ur back, pushing u into me'

'I'd ran my hands down your chest, making my way to your dick'

'Would you pump me baby?'

'You horny bastard'

'You know it. So would you?'

'You know I'd love to but my damn phone is about to die. How about we finish up later?'

'Fuck you…leaving me with this boner.'

'Ask kendall to rub one out for you ;)'

'hahahaha, shut up'

'ttyl 3'

'k, xoxo :)'

I smiled at his last text, then my phone died, the screen fading to black. I sighed and looked out the window, even though it was just clouds. That got really uninteresting really fast.

"Logan, can I please use your laptop? I'm bored as hell." I asked.

"No way, I gotta have something to do." He responded.

"But you have your phone! Mine just died. Please." I begged him.

He sighed, "Alright, but give me 5 more minutes."

5 minutes turned into 10 which turned into 15. I started banging my head against the seat in front of me out of frustration and boredom, until the guy turned around and gave me the evil eye. I apologized, and got up to use the bathroom.

Passing by James, I tousled his hair and he swatted at me. I dodged away and walked into the incredibly tiny space. I didn't really have to go, but I did anyway. I opened the door and found James standing there. He smiled at me, and I glanced toward the seats and saw no one looking back. I quickly grabbed him and planted a kiss. He embraced me, trying to deepen the kiss, but I pulled away.

"Too risky," I whispered to him.

He rolled his eyes, and stepped toward the bathroom. Before he walked in, he slapped my ass. I smirked at him, and went back to my seat.

I eventually got Logan's laptop, after another half hour. I went on twitter and responded to fans for a while, but then his laptop died. He and Logan still had their phones and I was stuck with nothing. I laid my head against the window, the steady vibration making me close my eyes. I tried thinking about the upcoming concert, the movie we're filming next month, even about my dogs back home, but nothing could hold my attention for long enough. Every thought had James in it. I just couldn't get him out of my head. I pictured me walking and finding a trail of flower petals. They would lead me into a room with a small table in the middle, red table cloth, candles in the center, wine glasses to the side. James would walk up to me in a suit, red rose in his hand. He would hand it to me, inviting me to dine with him. I would sit with him, pour champagne….

"Carlos, wake up!" I heard someone yell. I opened my eyes and saw Logan standing over me. I sat up and looked around me. Everyone was standing up, and getting their luggage out of the overhead compartments.

"Whoa, I slept the whole flight?" I asked, but he was already turning away, heading down the aisle to the exit door. I pulled my bag out and looked behind me, but James wasn't there. I glanced all around, but couldn't find him. Why would he leave me?

I was the last one off the plane, and spotted Kendall, Dustin, and Logan across the terminal at the gift shop. I walked over to them, but James wasn't with them.

"Hey, where's James?" I asked.

"I don't know, he ran off the plane as soon as they opened the doors." Kendall told me.

"Probably running to Brooke to get it on!" Logan joked, winking at me.

"Brooke?" I asked.

"Yeah, she lives around here. They were planning to meet up before their fight. Maybe they made up. Either way, we gotta get going. The show starts at 5."

They all gathered and walked out. I trailed behind them. James went to meet up with Brooke? But I thought they were over, done for good. Or was he just lying to me?