Chapter 2
~Flashback~
I had started 2nd grade and James was in my class. We played together on the playground and sat next to each other at lunch. We had become friends. Outside of school we would play, he would come to my house and me to his. We had become inseparable. His dad began asking my mom if she would get him off of the bus and keep an eye on him until he got home from work which would'nt sometimes be until 8 at night or so. After awhile he started coming to my house after school everyday because his dad started working more hours. His dad was a lawyer so he was a very busy man. James didn't have any brothers or sisters, it was just him. My parents loved having him at our house. It was never any kind of issue having him there. As time went on we began spending more and more time together. We played soccer on the same team and even basketball. On the weekends he would spend the night. Our parents had become close as well. Our dads would go on fishing trips together, go out for "drinks", they had become just as close as James and I. We loved it. James was originally from New York so a lot of his family lived there, but his dads whole family lived here in San Diego (not that it was much) and my extended family was huge. He would come with us to family events and since him and I were so close and I was close to my family they loved him.
~End Flashback~
I was exhausted walking into my house. I lived in a town house not too far from my parents. It was a nice place, two bedrooms two and half bathrooms, a basement and a nice backyard. It was just me and my German Shepard Lola. "I know Lola, Im getting it" I said to her as I got her some food out of the pantry. I fed her then walked upstairs to shower and change. I was so tired. The first couple of weeks with the kids are always tiring. Although it really didnt help that I was not really there mentally all day. Ughhh. There it is, that little ping in the pit of my stomach, the "James Ping". Oh no! I cant think about that right now. Im starving and I have things to still get organized for school. NO! I should just text him and see how he is, he did say he had the day off. No! Ill wait until later. I showered then I went down stairs, let the dog out and started dinner.
Later that night I was sitting on the couch watching T.V. and working on some things for school when my computer chimed. I opened it and it was James via skype. "Hey what are you doing?" He asked. I was very excited to see him. Even though a little part of me felt a little guilty about earlier when I talked myself out of calling him. "Hi, Doing school work. Hows that day off treatin ya?" With a smile, that smile that makes me crazy. He said "Great, we went sight seeing, a lot to see over here on the east coast. We went walking through DC, went to the White House. It was a lot of fun!". "Sounds like it" A huge head came in front of James on the screen "Hi Hannah, How you doin GIIIIRL?" " Hi Carlos, How are you?" "Good! Ill Let you get back to your boyfriend" "Bye" It was just James now "How was your day? Well the rest of it, anyway?" "Good, my kids are'nt actually too bad. But just getting back into the grind of things is tough, Im so tired!" "Yea understandable. I don't know how you do it!" We talked about anything and everything for about an hour and half then I needed to head to bed.
Laying in bed is when my mind goes crazy. Not just James related things but really everything but most of the time it is him that I think about. I knew 4 years ago when Big Time Rush started that my seeing and being with him was going to be limited and that was OK because I loved him and I figured that if we loved each other enough it would work no matter what. Him living in L.A. isn't't really that bad because its only a 2 hour drive so I do go there every other weekend and see him. Even though with the show he is really busy and has appearances to go to, I still get to see him. Its when he is on tour that really gets to me. He is so far, I rarely talk to him unless he has a day off. Like I said we do talk on the phone everyday but selfishly thats not enough. When people ask me things like "How do you deal with being so far away from him?" or "Whats it like not seeing him for weeks and weeks at a time?" I usually just answer with a smile on my face "oh its not too bad, we make it work" but the truth is, it freaking kills me and I hate it, I want him with me all the time and it sucks. Now don't get me wrong our relationship is great. When he is home or Im there we get along great, its always fun. I love being with him. He makes me the happiest person in the world its just that being with a famous pop star is tough especially when you have no clue what its like because your this "nobody" I guess you would call it. Being apart is the toughest thing in the world. I miss him so much that it physically hurts. To think back 4 years ago when he was living behind my house and then now...
(a/n) Thank you to those of you who have taken interest in my story! It is literally the first one I have ever done so forgive me for any stupid things i might do. But WOW this is a lot of fun! The next chapter should be up maybe...tomorrow?