No song for this one. Just play Makes me Wonder by Maroon 5 in your head or actually play it :P I forgot to put lyrics in.

"Yeah? Who's gonna stop me? Who's gonna care?" Katie said, her eyes burning holes into James'. He didn't flinch.

"Uh, I'm about to stop you, I care!" he yelled. Her eyes softened the tiniest bit.

"Why? Why the hell do you care? Nobody else does!" she screamed towards her and her mother's room.

"Ok, because he's greasy and slimy and 17, what would he want from a 13 year old child?" she flinched at the word child. "And because. I just care. You're like a sister to me." he shrugged. What? He wasn't about to admit that he was in love with a 13 year old. Psshaw. She scoffed.

"Just... whatever. I'll be back." she spat and left before James could stop her.

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James arrived to his apartment, still thinking about his encounter with Katie. How she smiled. How she grew to be so beautiful. How she looked so old to only be 18. How she was a mom and wife already. Life had flown by. He closed the door quietly and sat on the couch as softly as he could. The couch creaked.

"Hiiiii Honey!" she squealed, running from wherever she was hiding to pounce on her prey. He rolled his eyes.

"...Hey Stella." he said unenthusically as she squeezed him.

Stella Landers was tall, blonde, busty and beautiful. She was quirky and funny, sweet and knew how to cook. She was all anybody needed for the rest of their lives, and she was determined to become Stella Diamond. James, however, wished someone else would take her. She was beautiful, yes. But she was too quirky and funny and sweet. She seemed so fake he could swear somewhere on her body it was printed "Made in China". Well, he of all people knew her body parts by heart. Maybe it was printed on her SOUL.

"What did you do today?" she asked, running around and fixing things.

"I met an old friend." he mumbled, turning on the TV.

"That's nice!" she said, dusting the table. He rolled his eyes. Nobody even eats there except her.
"Who was it?"

"Girl named Katie." he said, trying to focus on the TV. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her stop and turn around. She held the duster to her chest and bit her bottom lip self-consciously.

"Was- was she pretty?" she asked softly.

"Yeah." he said with no emotion. She blinked multiple times and put the duster down. She then proceeded to leap on Jame's lap, blocking his TV view.

"I missed you!" she squealed, planting kisses all over his face. He tried to pry away from her deadly grip but she stuck to his lips like a suction cup and she wasn't willing to let go. He sighed mentally. She was just so desperate. He had nothing else to do but get involved (well, on the upside she's uber-hot).

You can be with someone even if you don't love them, right? She's beautiful, helpful, an all-around great lady. So why let go?

Sorry It's so short :( I'll make a larger one later 3