I wake up the next morning to the sound of someone using the phone in the other room. I sit up and realize that it must be James, because he is no longer next to me. I get up and walk to the next room to find James on the phone.
"hello. Room service? Yeah I was wondering if I could order a breakfast buffet for two? Yeah. Cranberry juice. Thanks! Bye."
I walk in and sneak up behind James with my super ninja silent skills. As he hangs up the phone, I tap him on the shoulder (which is actually about the equal hight of my head) and he basically flips.
"wahh! Oh...haha hey. I didn't hear you get up." he says, blushing.
"yeah, I just got up. How'd you sleep?" I ask.
"pretty well. I just got up about ten minutes ago." he replies.
I hug him tightly and stand there, once again, not wanting the moment to end. James is the most amazing guy in the world. I must be the luckiest girl alive because he chose me.
"James...why did you pick me of all people to marry. I'm not famous, and you have so many other fans like me." I say.
"are you really doubting yourself?" he asks "you are an amazing girl. You stood out to me, and the second I saw you, I knew you were the one for me."
"that means so much to me James. Theres no one else in the world like you. I am so lucky." I reply.
I remember now, the way we met. It was at a BTR concert during a meet and greet. I waited anxiously in line to meet the guys, and finally, i was at the front. They were even more stunning in person than I've ever seen on tv. I smiled and walked forward, introducing myself to them with a newfound confidence that I didn't know I had.
"hey guys! I'm Jillian and no matter what anyone else says I am your biggest fan." I said, with a big smile.
"well, aren't you confident! I like that in a girl." James said, grinning and raising his right eyebrow.
"that's what I was going for!" I said, winking.
He laughs, then continues. "so how's life for you right now?"
"hmm...I don't know. It's not like I'm talking to James Maslow or anything, because if I was? It would be the best day of my life." I say, totally winning it over.
He laughs again. "you're pretty funny! You know, I think we should get to know each other better. Will you text me?" he asks, writing down his phone number.
"sure, as long as you give me an autograph, too." I say, grinning and raising an eyebrow.
"haha of course. Hang on." he says, writing a note on a picture of himself, then handing it to me. "I'll talk to you soon, and just letting you know, I don't give out my number to just anyone. Please don't give it out. Ok?" he says.
" of course. You have my word. I respect you James. Don't worry." I say. He smiles at me and waves, then I had to go. I was out of time, but I had James Maslow's phone number! As I walk away, I read the note James wrote:
Jillian,
You seem like a really cool rusher, and it would be really cool to get to know you more. I appreciate our real fans, and we wouldn't be anywhere without them. Thank you. Talk to you soon!
Xoxo, James Maslow (autograph)
After going home I had texted him and we became close fast. We went on a few dates and I got to hang out with the rest of the guys. I introduced Carlos and Taylor, and Kendall and shannon. Thanks to my one shot at confidence, three of the guys were getting married.

Remembering the happy time, i smile.
"what are you smiling about?" he asks.
"just remembering the way we met." I reply.
"you know, you really did stand out that day. I am really happy I noticed you." he said.
"I believe you." I reply with a smile. Then, I lean my head on his chest. He is almost half a foot taller than me. We stand there in each other's arms until room service shows up, then we walk to the door and let the guy with the cart deliver the food. He rolls in a big cart with all kinds of breakfast food on it, and some cranberry juice, my favorite. James and I eat our breakfast and talk about our plans for the day. It's our first real day in Hawaii, so of course we want to spend it at the beach.
After eating breakfast, we pack up some stuff for the beach including a towel, a picnic basket, an umbrella, and sunscreen, of course. James somehow managed to bring his surf board with him, so he wanted to bring that too. We both get changed into our beach attire. He is wearing navy blue swim trunks, showing off his toned abs. I wear my red halter-style bikini and a cute blue, strapless cover-up dress, and a sunhat, along with my favorite shades.
James and I head down to the beach at around 11:00, and set up our stuff. This would be the best beach day, ever, and I really look forward to it.

Here's chapter three! Hope you like it. It's ready to be posted. Talk to ya in the morning. I guess you weren't home today or something...Lol
Ttyl!