This past week has been hard, laying Mum(my great granny) to rest was no easy task. It really didn't hit me until the day of the funeral, *sigh* but life goes on, and she had a long and happy life. The way I see it, I have an extra angel looking over me now. :)

So without further ado...your chapter :D

SM owns them all, I just borrowed them to bring my crazy tale to life.

Chapter Thirty-Four

JPOV

Well I officially fucked things up.

My head was full of what happened earlier as I drove into the office parking lot.

I had a few things to grab so I could work on them for the next couple days.

Taking a few days off was probably a good idea. I didn't want to have to deal with people, the way my head was pounding.

My phone buzzed as I shut off the engine, I glanced down at it and despite my tumultuous thoughts, a smile graced my lips.

It was Al.

"Hey," I said pressing the call button.

"Did I catch you at a bad time?" he asked, his soft voice washing over me.

I shook my head, then remembered he couldn't see me, "I'm now heading home."

"From the party?" he asked with a small chuckle.

"Yeah, had to help clean up," I said with a grin, "Party planner and all."

"You're a good friend," he said.

"Mmm," I said, "So what do I owe the pleasure of this call?"

"Well I was wondering, if it's not too forward," he began nervously.

Cute.

I smiled, leaning back in the seat, waiting for him to continue.

"Well, uh, wouldyouspendthedaywithme?" he finished in a mumble.

I laughed, "Could you repeat that? I'm a little rusty on my mumble-speak."

"Funny," he said with a dry laugh before taking a deep breath. "I asked if you would like to spend the day with me."

Would I?

Whoa, you're moving a little fast there buddy.

I only met the guy last night, and now he wanted to spend the day with me?

"You don't have to," he was saying when I refocused.

"It's too soon, isn't it?" he asked.

Reading my mind now are we?

"James?" he asked, breaking into my inner dialogue.

"Yes? Oh. Sorry," I said slapping my palm against my forehead.

"I understand if you don't want to spend the day with me," he said softly.

"It's just that..." I trailed off.

Why shouldn't I spend the day with him?

He was nice and I wanted to know him a little better. And he was beyond cute.

"I'd love to spend the day with you," I heard myself say before I could analyze it.

"You would?" he asked.

"Yeah," I told him.

I could do with the distraction, and maybe he could take my mind off the look on Edward's face.

"I just have to go home and bathe and all that jazz," I told him.

"I could come pick you up," he said.

Take it easy there Eager Beaver.

"I prefer to drive myself," I said.

"Sorry, too fast huh?" he asked.

Seriously, he was too cute. "Yeah, too fast."

"I can't wait to see you," he said quietly.

"Made an impression on you, did I?," I asked with a smirk.

"Yes, you did," he replied instantly.

"Hmm," I said, not knowing what to say to that.

He gave me the info I needed before promising that the day would be fun before hanging up.

I sighed and got out of the car, making my way into the building.

It wasn't busy, well that was obvious, being the weekend and all.

I spoke briefly to the three people I ran into before reaching my office.

I grabbed the paper work and made my move to go back to my car.

I was glad I decided to spend the day with Al, I really did want to know him more.

Last night, he had been quite good company. The conversation had flowed easily between the two of us.

It had been amazing.

I couldn't remember the last time where I had been able to carry on a conversation with another gay man, without it ending with us in bed.

I was tired of that life already, I wanted to find someone I could settle down with and start a family.

I drove home with a smile on my face this time, thinking of all the wonderful things Al seemed to have planned for us to do today.

The smile was still on my face as I pulled into my driveway.

It was still there when I got out of the car with the pile of paperwork I would have to hold off on until tomorrow.

However, the smile died on my lips when I looked up at my door.

Standing there was a very pissed off looking Bella.

Fuck.

-TA-

BPOV

As much as I regretted breaking off that kiss, I had to.

One, I was going to throw up in Emmett's mouth if I didn't.

Two, I wanted to find James and strangle him.

I pushed past him and into the bathroom, before emptying the contents of my stomach into the bowl.

Well there goes that wonderful breakfast Edward brought for me.

Bad baby, I thought as I crawled to my feet and made my way to the sink.

I found some mouthwash and swirled it around in my mouth before wetting my face with the cool water.

When I came out of the room, Emmett was leaning against the wall, a look of concern on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

I nodded, "Yeah, did you listen to that?"

"You locked the door," he said with a shrug. "I wanted to help."

"I don't want you to see me like that," I said lowering my gaze.

"Nonsense," he said moving to stand in front of me, his finger coming up under my chin and tilting my head so that I was looking into his eyes.

"You're carrying my baby, you're not alone in this."

Damn him for being so sweet.

"Thank you," I murmured. "For everything I mean."

"You don't have to keep thanking me," he said.

"Okay," I replied softly.

"You want something to eat?" he asked.

I grimaced, and then smiled at his thoughtfulness.

"Not just yet," I said patting my stomach.

"Oh," he said sheepishly. "Sorry, I guess you wouldn't want to eat after just throwing up."

I reached up and kissed his cheek.

"I've got a few things to get from the store," I told him.

"Want me to drive you?" he asked.

I shook my head, no. I couldn't have him coming along and saving his best friend, now could I?

"It's just the store Emmett," I said with a smile.

He grinned, poor fool.

Hope you still grin at me after I murder James, I thought to myself.

"If you need anything just call me," he said with a big smile.

Bail money?

Nah, he wouldn't be willing to pay it.

"I think I can handle it," I said returning the smile.

"You have enough money?" he asked as I turned to walk away.

"Covered Emmett," I said a bit louder than I wanted. He knew how I felt about taking his money.

"Okay," he said, smart enough to notice the change my tone had taken. "Be safe."

"I will be," I told him. "Get some rest."

"What about you?" he asked.

Okay, with the stalling McCarty.

"I'll rest when I get back home," I said with a roll of my eyes.

"Ok," he said and I moved away before he could open his mouth again.

I was in and out of my bedroom in a flash, closing the door and heading outside.

James Witherdale, you were about to have your ass handed to you.

-TA-

I couldn't believe the nerve of this fool.

My best friend was home sad about what his dumb ass said and here he was smiling his head off.

He didn't see me yet and I folded my arms over my chest as he came up the walk path, whistling.

Fucking whistling.

Oh hell no.

My gaze narrowed as he raised his head and saw me.

Yeah, asshole, that's right.

His face had lost almost all of its color and I could see him swallowing.

He cleared his throat and clutched the papers in his hand tighter, "Um...hey Bella."

Don't "Hey Bella" me you shit head.

I smiled, a smile I was sure wasn't very friendly.

"We have a lot to discuss," I said coldly.

"Can we do it inside?" he asked looking around for neighbors.

Inside, outside, didn't make a difference to me. Either way he was gonna get a beat down.

I shrugged, "It's your funeral."

He gulped and inched around me to unlock the door, stepping back and letting me enter first.

"So," he said behind me as I made my way in to the living room, "What do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"I'm gonna fucking kill you," I said turning to face him.

A/N: Poor James. I feel sorry for the poor bastard. And to clear up something, that just came back to my mind. No one knows Al is Alec. Remember James just told them his name was Al, and at the party no one really saw what he looked like because Alec is smarter than we think :)

Bella is about three months pregnant now, I think I mentioned that somewhere earlier but someone asked.

When will they become a couple? That's a bit hard to tell, please remember they're now transitioning from two people who didn't like each other. They've got to become friends first. Yes, I like any good fairy tale but I want this to be realistic, so no where in the real world would I go straight from hating someone to jumping in their bed, although for Emmett I might make an exception. *winks*

Depending on how I feel a little later, and my rl commitments I might be able to push out another chapter for you guys, if not of this of Private Thoughts. Soooo keep your fingers, toes, eyes and legs crossed :D (Emmett added the legs crossed bit...smdh). Thanks for sticking by me and reviewing. Your reviews are my drug. ~ Riney