Big Time Boyfriend Part 42.

TRIGGER WARNING. Mentions of self harm. Also, dealing with bed-wetting aftermath. If you don't feel safe reading, it's only in the last paragraph, or just wait and I will post a synopsis on tomorrow's update. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Now enjoy. ;)

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Episode 42: Awkward again.

James opened the closet and all the wet stuff fell out. He frowned, completly worried. He threw it into the hamper, piled some other clothes on top, and decided to do some laundry. Only one small problem; James had never done laundry before.

"Yo Katie!" He said when he came downstairs. "Wanna do some laundry?" Katie looked at Camille, who was sublty shaking her head no.

"Sure," She sighed, managing a weak smile.

LAUNDRY MAT IN THE BASEMENT OF THE PALMWOODS.

"So, why is Carlos in such a mood?" James asked innocently.

"Oh, I don't know," Katie fibbed. She felt bad now; she thought he was really mad at her.

"Well it might have something to do with this," James said, lifting up the pile of dirty socks he had put on top of the hamper. Katie gasped.

"How'd you find that?!" She asked.

"Oh it's easy when you go upstairs to get dressed and someone has hidden stuff in the closet," James said.

Katie took a deep breath. "What's it gonna take to keep you quiet?"

"Hmm, as tempting as that sounds... I'm not gonna tell anyone," James said.  "I'm not THAT mean. I just... I wanted to make sure you were okay is all."

"I'm fine," Katie fibbed.

"No you're not," James said. "I can see it in your eyes."

"Well what do you want me to say, HMM? That I miss my boyfriend like crazy and I'd do ANYTHING to be with him? INCLUDING running a staple puller down my arm?"

"Whoa, chill," James said. "I'm not looking for trouble. I just... he kind of made a list of things to do to keep you safe. And I'm just trying to help keep an eye on you." Katie looked James. His eyes burned with nothing but concern and passion.

"I'm sorry," Katie said.

"It's cool," James said, smiling. "I'm just trying to keep an eye on you."

"Yeah, but we both know I'm not your favorite person," Katie said.

"But you're so special to all of us," James said. "I'm just... jealous you and Kendall are so happy together and all girls want from me is sex. I wish I had what you have."

"But you'll find it someday," Katie said. "People are jerks. Trust me, when the right girl comes along, she'll want more than sex. She'll want to know what makes you tick, she'll wanna make you smile that perfect smile, and every time you're sad, she'll make it all better. Trust me." James smiled at Katie.

"You're pretty amazing, you know?"

"I guess," Katie said, blushing.

"But... are you SURE you're okay? I mean, what HAPPENED last night?"

"I don't know," Katie sighed. "I guess I was just so worn out from all the nightmares about Kendall I just... I didn't hear my body's signals." Katie was blushing even redder now, not really wanting to discuss this with James of all people.

"It happens," James shrugged. The washer went off then, so Katie happily moved the load to the dryer.

"Is it cool if I go upstairs for a little while?" She asked. James nodded. Katie set up the soap for the next two loads and left. She looked back at James. Did they seriously just bond? It didn't matter. She went back up to the apartment, and found Camille and Logan sucking each other's faces. She tiptoed upstairs and into Carlos and James' room. She looked around on the desk and found what she wanted; a staple remover.