Disclaimer: I do NOT own BTR. If I did, James wouldn't be single, he'd be going out with the train-wreck that is Jayden Silver.

Chapter 11

-Kiss Me-

Five hours before the end of Chapter 10

Jayden's pov

The drive home was silent. Not one word was exchanged between James and me as he cruised down the road towards the Palm Woods. I was a complete wreck. My brown hair was all over the place, my eyes were red and puffy, and I had snot and tears running down my face.

I couldn't get Mama Knight's look out of my mind; she looked as if she'd seen ghost. Breanne's words kept ringing in my mind: 'God, I'm so sorry. It was my entire fault. If I would've stayed at the party, this wouldn't be happening.' If you would've stayed at the party you would've never realized you were in love with him, I thought.

"Jayden, are you coming?" James asked, his hand in front of me, asking me for my hand. I looked around and realized that we were in the Palm Woods Parking Lot. With a nod, I got out of the car, never letting James' hand go. We were silent as we walked through the lobby and into the elevator. On instinct, I wrapped my arms around James' waist and put my head on his shoulder. His arms snaked around my small form as he kissed the top of my head. The elevator reached our floor, and we pulled away, our hands clasped together.

"Can I spend the night with you?" I whispered, looking up into James' eyes from underneath my lashes.

"Yeah," he whispered. I smiled, and he pulled me into his apartment. Leah was already there, but she and Carlos were camped out in the living room. I gave her a small forced smile; she returned it. Following James into his room, which he shared with Kendall, my grip on his hand tightened. "You can sleep in Logan's bed. Um, here," he said, tossing me one of his old t-shirts and some gym shorts.

I thanked him and went into the bathroom that was across the hall from his room and slipped them on, putting my dress into the hamper. My reflection was horrible. I looked like a piece of crap. Quickly, I washed my face and through my hair up into a messy bun. With a deep breath, I left the bathroom and reentered the room. Tiredly, I climbed into the bed, and pulled the covers up to my chin, turning to face James who was in the same position.

"Good night," I whispered.

"Night," he said, turning off the light.

Two Hours Later

I don't know why, but I can't sleep. I've been trying for the last two hours and I'm still awake. I'm worried. I'm worried about Kendall, about Breanne, and about Mama Knight and Katie. I just can't stop worrying.

With a sigh, I threw the covers off of my body, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I winced when my feet touched the cold floor. Slowly, I stood and walked over to James' bed. He was sleeping with his back against the wall, legs sprawled across the bottom of the bed, and his moth hanging slightly open. He looks so cute when he's sleeping, I thought. As softly as possible, I lowered myself onto his bed, and curled up next to him. James started moving, and I looked up at his face as it twitched, before his eyes finally opened.

"Hey, what are you doing over here?" He asked, pulling me towards his chest.

"I couldn't sleep. I'm sorry that I woke you up," I whispered, leaning into his warm body.

"S'okay. It's what I'm here for," he mumbled, his face in my hair.

"James?" I asked, not entirely sure if I wanted to say what was about to come out of my mouth.


"I'm sorry," I muttered.

"What? What are you sorry about?" he asked, lifting his head to meet my gaze.

"I'm sorry about running away. I really wanted to kiss you then. I don't know why I ran," I said. Yes you do, a voice in the back of my mind said.

"I wanted to kiss you, too," he whispered, his face millimeters from mine. My skin tingled as his warm breath washed over it lips now a fiber away. I leaned in slightly, our lips brushing, sparks running up our bodies. The of electricity set something off in me; I pushed my lips into his even more, flattening my body against his, my arms around his neck, hands in his hair. One of his arms was around my waste, pulling me flush against him; the other was trailing up and down my body, causing goose bumps to rise in its wake.

His tongue traced my bottom lip, begging for entrance. I complied, letting his tongue slip into my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance: I let him win. After awhile, we pulled away, both panting, huge smiles on our faces.

"Wow," James whispered.

"Yeah," I agreed.

"It was definitely worth the wait," James said, pulling me into another kiss.

A/N: Really short chapter, but it's something. Yay for Jayden and James! I just thought that you guys might want to know what happened with them. So, I'm not gonna ask for reviews, (even though they would be really nice) because I'm not gonna update before January ninth. Don't know the exact day, but it won't be before. Kay?

Good...Next Chapter is either Leah/Carlos, Logan/Camile, Kendall/Breanne, or Katie/Mama Knight(interaction, not love. Don't be gross), you vote.