Here's another update! Hope you all enjoy the best of it! And by the way, you all should check out photograph by Ed Sheeran. That song is mind blowing! It nearly made me cry....

Anyway, enjoy the lovely chappie!

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The next morning was totally not the way I planned. I woke up to the light of the sun rays and the sound of someone breathing next to me. My head wasn't on my pillow like it used to be, instead I found out that it was on a hard surface, someone's chest. Tilting my head upwards to see the person next to me, I gasped as a tremendous headache came pounding in my head.

I shifted uncomfortably and looked to see who the person was. It was James and I let it a huge sigh of relief. Phew, if it was anyone else, I would have freaked out. And then, shit. I realized the position we were in.

I was sandwiched between him and the couch, and he was too close to me. Our limbs were a tangled mess, and he was snoring as if nothing was happening. I yelped and accidentally pushed him off, which he landed on the ground with a thud.

"Shit! What the fuck?!" James yelled as he got up from the floor.

"Sorry... I got um... Shocked?" I say.

"Oh. Okay... Um, what's the time now?"

"Seven. Class started at nine, right?"

"Yeah. I need to use the bathroom."

Saying so, James walked away. I remembered the things that happened last night and mentally face palmed. Shit, all my lovely pills and razors are in the bin. I had spent a lot of money on them, especially the marijuana. I don't know if I'll ever survive without them in the future.

I went inside my crappy room and took a shower before changing into some casual clothes. I glanced at myself in the mirror and oh crap, I look horrible. I had dark circles underneath my eyes and I looked like a zombie. My complexion was paler and it was noticeable that I lost weight.

I came out of my room only to be greeted by the amazing smell of an English breakfast. I spotted James at the kitchen counter, holding a pan like an ultimate housewife. I next towards to him to see what he was cooking and was surprised to see a perfect breakfast meal on two individual plates.

"Mind if I dig in right now?" I ask, gesturing towards the plate.

"Yeah, sure" he said while bringing his plate towards the table next to me.

We are in silence but I was so hypnotized by the taste of the food. I mean, who would know that a man with long hair and a lousy guitar could cook professionally? Seriously, this stranger was better than I thought.

"Uh, Charlie?" James asked with a worried tone.

"Yeah?"

"Uh, about yesterday.. Um, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have forced you. I .. Sorry....."

"Actually,... You were right. My life was fucked up and my mother would not have like the way I lived. So, yeah... Thanks. For yesterday and this breakfast also."

Somehow our conversation felt so awkward. I decided to change the topic.

"James, your hair is going in all directions"

"Oh, shit. That's why having long hair is such a pain. Uh, do you have a comb?"

I tried to hide my laugh as I nodded and passed him my comb. He started to untangle his brown hair but it got worse. And the comb got tangled too. It was like watching a comedy, his actions were too funny.

"Need help?" I ask.

"Definitely." He said with a huge sigh.

I walked behind him and tried to get the comb out of his hair. I knew it was creepy of me but I couldn't help but to notice how soft his hair was. It felt so silky, and... It smelled like mint infused with lemon. I snapped out of my thoughts and continued untangling his hair.

"Damn, James. What kind of shampoo do you use? Your hair is killing me." I say as I couldn't hold it any longer.

"Uh, Revelon. " he replied.

"I see. Well, the comb's out. Now we need to do your hair. Let's see... French braid or pigtails? Or maybe a ribbon here..."

"Da fuq?....."

I laughed out loud as James scrunched his eyebrows at me. It was so funny messing with him and the thought of him with pigtails just made me roll in laughter.

"Ha ha. Very funny, Charles." He said sarcastically while smoothening his hair before putting his signature hat on.

"Well, at least you're happy" he said with a genuine smile. I couldn't help but to smile along with him. As I said before, it was difficult to hate this guy.

After keeping after the plates and packing our guitars, we made our way out the apartment to the British music academy. As usual, we saw Jess and Elliot. I met a new guy named Trent, who was also in indie music. We had a speech from Tom Jones, a famous musician and singer.

Today was an interesting day, but little did I know that my future was going to be a lot more interesting than I expected.

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Hi, guys.

Nothing particular to say but I want you to check out James's song called hold back the river. Listen carefully because it actually sounds like he's singing "hold back gorilla, let me look in your eyes, hold back gorilla.."

Well, awkward for a man who's confessing his love to a gorilla.

P.S. James with pigtails. Phoo, that's funny.

MKTZ