Lindsay was completely and utterly puzzled. All day she'd been finding roses everywhere. There was one next to her pillow when she woke up, on top of her shampoo when she went to shower, taped to the carton of orange juice in the fridge, in her shoe when she went to put them on, on her sheet music when she went to record with Gustavo, in the limo when they were going back to the Palm Woods, and now in her lounge chair by the pool. She couldn't help but wonder where they'd all came from. She pondered over this while lying by the pool, closing her eyes and letting the warm sunbeams kiss her face. Suddenly, something light and perfumed landed on her nose. She opened her eyes, picking up the silky rose petal that had landed there. She looked over, realizing there was a trail of them! She got up to follow it, going around the building once, back into the lobby, and to the elevator. Once she stepped in, there was a little piece of paper taped to the back with a 12 scrawled on it. She pressed the level 12 button on the elevator. When she arrived, the rose petals continued down the hall and to a door marked Roof. Lindsay opened it, only to find even more petals strewn across the staircase. She continued up to the very top. When she reached the next door, she opened it only to reveal James, standing alone with a single rose. Behind him was a huge sign that read: Lindsay will you be my girlfriend? She looked between the sign and James in awe before running over to him and jumping into his arms, crushing their lips together.
"I see you got your roses," he said when they broke apart.
"So it was you?" Lindsay asked and James smiled back, handing her the last rose. Lindsay added it to her bouquet, realizing it was fake. She looked up at James, a confused look on her face. He took it back, brushing it across her cheek.
"I'll be yours until the last one dies," he whispered, re-adding the fake rose to her bouquet of real ones.
"James," Lindsay said, tears welling in her eyes and her voice cracking slightly at his sweetness. He placed a finger to her lips, silencing her.
"Lindsay I've had a crush on you since the year we turned 15. Unfortunately that was also the year we left for L.A. so I had no time to make a move. And when you came out here, you were still with Brandon. This is the only chance I've had in three years I've had to make you mine and I worked really hard to make it perfect. Will you please…?"
Lindsay cut him off by throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him. James was surprised, but kissed back all the same. As they kissed, James felt hot tears brushing his cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" he asked, nervously pulling away. "You don't feel the same way do you? I'm an idiot! I shouldn't have…"
"James!" Lindsay interrupted. "Of course I feel the same way. If I didn't, I wouldn't have kissed you like that."
"Then why are you crying?" he asked.
"Because," Lindsay replied. "This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. I'm touched that you went through all of this trouble just to ask me to be your girlfriend."
"You're worth it," James whispered and brought their lips together again. "Wait," he said, breaking the kiss.
"What?" Lindsay groaned.
"Does this mean we're…" he trailed off with a hopeful look on his face.
"Just shut up and kiss me," was Lindsay's response.
"Gladly," James smiled, accepting that as an answer. He could really care less about labels right now. All that he cared about was that he was probably the luckiest guy on earth right now to have this girl in his arms.
A/N: Well, I hope you liked it because I REALLY enjoyed writing it! I've always wanted to tell a guy to shut up and kiss me, but this is the farthest I've gotten with that so far, lol. :P Next chapter is the last! Please review! It makes me smile and you'll get a virtual hug! YAY FOR VIRTUAL HUGGING! :D PLEASE READ FROM HERE ON AT LEAST! Oh and by the way, I've got another story started, and it's completely depressing! YAY! It doesn't involve any other characters, just the original Big Time Rush TV characters. Idk if I should put it up here yet, but here's the summary I came up with, so you can decide!
When Carlos got in a horrible car accident, Logan had lost his best friend forever. Without Carlos, his life had lost spontaneity and frankly, most of its meaning. But when he finds a strange note saying to be at the pool at midnight, what will he find? Will he risk everything just to be with his best friend once more?
So, should I write it? It'd be called The Wings of an Angel. And I'm sorry for this ridiculously long authors' note. Next chapter is ready and should be on the way soon enough!